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The angry lady beside him is...gorgeous. Her soul blessed by a visit from the Parent Gods is revealed in her semi-long light pink hair and brilliant eyes to adorn a beautifully feminine face that reminds you of those rare porcelain dolls from the monster realm of Zipangu you've seen in rare antique shops, her sky-blue dress decorated with white frills reinforce your impression. Unlike the man, she radiates an infectious sense of peace despite the agitation dwelling inside her colorful eyes. She's holding a cute basket adorned with dry yellow and blue flowers.
''Who dare comes to disturb the peace of our Divines with a sword in hand?'' The priest-no, Bishop- is good at sounding imperious as he welcomes your arrival.
You let go of the handle of your sword. ''Rey Vesperus, daughter of Rikard Vesperus, Cleric of the Path. I'm here to deliver a letter in his name.'' You remove your hat and change the position of your hair to display the proof of your origin, causing a collective breath amongst the handful of souls within the church.
<span class="mu-i">Always be truthful about who and what you are when you confront people of the cloth.</span>
Thankfully there's no gathering, no praise for the heavens, or promises that ''we will always take care of you'' coming from strangers, everyone looks nervous, even a little intimidated. Good, gods know you don't have the stature to scare anybody.
''I-I see yes.'' The Bishop is nervous. ''One of our acoly-''
''What's this about Rot Lung medicine?'' You interrupt him. You could walk away, deliver your purpose, and leave.<span class="mu-b">But that's not who you are.</span> Your father, above all, hates the rot infecting the faith and you might have stumbled upon some of it now.
''There is no need fo-''
''Shut up, Belmont.'' The blessed lady interrupts causing him to growl and walk around the altar for his seat.
''Thank you for your concern, good lady Rey.'' She clears her throat. ''My name is Augustine Aurora, one of the few herbalists in town and I've strived to also become an apprentice doctor. I came here because I have a patient in the monster enclave, a girl who's probably your age... I think.''
You nod, dispelling any fear of social faux pas.
''I haven't been able to visit her for a month and I've only learned today that our alchemist in the marketplace left town, Belmont here acquired his equipment. I only need to borrow its use to finish my medicine.''
''As you said Augustine, you've been away for a month. There have been a few developments that I, unfortunately, cannot divulge yet.'' The bishop's previous agitation has disappeared into a smug facade of control, though he doesn't have the guts to look at you or the doctor. ''Your moth patient has new duties.''
''What kind of duty can someone with Rot Lung accomplish besides coughing bloody mucus on you?'' Lady Augustine's words almost came out like a growl.
''She's being well taken care of in the enclave do not worry.''
