⚔️Serberia

Vergilius was in the courtyard of his own house, tending to the numerous flowers he had planted. Noticing Gulveig, he waved to her.

Every time Vegi saw her teacher, she felt a shiver run down her spine. And now, the elaborate speech she had prepared in advance somehow lost its clarity. The Arterian waved back and approached Vergilius, deciding to postpone the discussion of combat topics for now – there would be plenty of time for that.
-- Hello, teacher. Can I help you?