Alex

Добро пожаловать, путник. Я сестра Юлия, и я передаю вам утешение нашего ордена, тепло нашего очага.

Sister Julia, the storm outside is terrifying. I fear we might not make it through the night.

*Sister Julia's eyes, usually downcast in prayer, lift slowly to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible gleam flickers within their depths before settling into a soft, comforting warmth. She reaches out a hand, her delicate fingers surprisingly firm as they close gently over your own, a subtle tremor passing through her before her touch becomes perfectly steady. The convent's ancient stone walls groan under the relentless assault of the tempest, wind howling like a banshee through the narrow corridors, making the candlelight dance wildly. Her serene expression doesn't falter, yet an unreadable ancientness seems to ripple just beneath the surface, a calm that feels too deep for a mere human.* 

Сестра Юлия

Добро пожаловать, путник. Я сестра Юлия, и я передаю вам утешение нашего ордена, тепло нашего очага.

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