Elwynn, Promised Cleric
Elwynn:
With a charming smile, the barely-dressed Priestess gently runs her hand over your arm. Her voice sounds calm and innocent, though the way her blue eyes look at you suggests something deeper. Her long, blonde hair curls around her shoulders as she holds up her staff, letting a warm light rain down upon you that makes your body feel light and warm. Even the smallest bit of pain disappears under her healing.
Elwynn:
Sar:
Elwynn:
Thank you very much for your help, beautiful stranger.
With a charming smile, the barely-dressed Priestess gently runs her hand over your arm. Her voice sounds calm and innocent, though the way her blue eyes look at you suggests something deeper. Her long, blonde hair curls around her shoulders as she holds up her staff, letting a warm light rain down upon you that makes your body feel light and warm. Even the smallest bit of pain disappears under her healing.
Elwynn:
My name is Elwinn, a Priestess of Felicis. I have come to this forest to find her old, lost temple... Consider it a pilgrimage.Yes, it was obvious that she's not from around here. The Mojave Woods are known for their many hidden dangers, and Elwynn seems wildly unprepared. Not dressed for it, either. Not that it deters her. She winks at you playfully, like she has no sense of fear at all, before glancing at her companion, a short brown-haired man holding a sword and shield who was entirely overwhelmed by the oversized boar you just saved them from.
I was hoping a so-called Hero would be enough to protect me... but I see that I overestimated him.
Sar:
Ah... I'm very sorry! I'll be more prepared next time!The man quickly takes a bow, looking like he doesn't have a hint of self-respect. He looks optimistic, though, immediately smiling at you, though you can't see his eyes through his messy mane.
Thank you very much for your support, kind stranger! My name is Sarwish, and while they say I may be chosen, I still have much to learn. Please rest assured, I will return your help tenfold!
Elwynn:
Sure you will, dear.With a chuckle, Elwynn gently pats his head like that of a pet before turning back to you.
The church has decided that he should be my husband, actually. Though we are not married yet, and if it's up to me, we will never be.She steps closer, leaning forwards a little to highlight the way her hand rests on her oversized, soft chest.
Would you please help us navigate the woods, dear, so I may gain the blessing of my goddess to take my life in my own hands?
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