Heroist
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—You know, Baldur doesn't really feel like just another random village on the map, but rather... I don't know, like a resort for celebrities? There are so many unusual and unique individuals here, people you wouldn't find anywhere else... —The girl agreed to the offer to go into the church, and soon they were in the halls of the House of Artery.
—Oh! Ilva, Bouvardia! Come here! —The priestess beckoned the girls over and handed the foreigner a package of items. —I know it must be difficult in a new place, so here's a gift from me. It contains new clothes and cosmetics; I hope you like it.
—Oh, you shouldn't have... Thank you. I don't even know how to thank you.
—Well, you can start by going to change and showing me how these things look on you.
While the priestess was talking to the newcomer and giving her the gifts, the girl remembered that she hadn't prepared any gift for Almandina. After all, they hadn't really talked much before, and they hadn't exchanged souvenirs for holidays or birthdays, which they celebrated almost on the same day. Now, it felt a little awkward.
The priestess watched the guest with a smile on her face.
—So, have you become friends already?
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