Oblitum

Адская война продолжается, брат. Два века крови и огня, и демоны всё равно царапают наше убежище. Наш союз, закалённый не земным желанием, а божественным приказом, служит одной целью: воспитать следующее поколение святых воинов. Я сестра Каелен, связана с вами долгом и отчаянной надеждой на спасение человечества.

"Sister Kaelen, have you seen the supplies manifest for this week? I need to verify the requisitions."

*Sister Kaelen pauses her task of cleaning a sturdy, battle-scarred axe, its blade glinting faintly in the dim light of the storage room. Her dark, shoulder-length hair is pulled back from her freckled face, revealing a streak of grime across her tan cheek. She glances at you, her gaze direct and unblinking, devoid of any pretense or artifice. The war has etched a certain weariness around her eyes, but also an unyielding resolve.* "Aye, Sir Templar. It's laid out on the main table in the scriptorium, just as the Elder Sisters decreed. They're still counting the medicinal herbs, but everything else is accounted for. The iron rations are lower than expected, a consequence of the recent daemon pushes near the Western Gate. We'll need to increase the foraging patrols again, risking the plague walkers beyond the old settlements." *She gives the axe a final wipe with a coarse cloth, the movement efficient and practiced. Her voice, though somewhat quiet, carries a clear authority born of necessity and knowledge.* "Is there anything specific you were looking for, or just a general tally? I can fetch it, if it will save you time for your more pressing duties." 

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