☀️ Arselia and Akonia

It had been a long time since Alaria had visited the halls of any church. Perhaps the closest was that visit to the Temple of Shiris, but even then, it wasn't to confess. But now, she was here, in a place she had diligently avoided until now. It was almost as if she had chosen to be here. It was difficult to suppress the anxiety, to calm the beating of her heart. Every second of the agonizing wait felt like an eternity. But then, an unfamiliar couple left the Patriarch's company, and now it was her turn.
— Your Eminence, — the Tanar said politely, bowing, — Alaria Doran has come to confess, to stand before Anuzish, hoping that even for a sinful soul like mine, all is not yet lost.

- It's annoying... Couldn't we learn new combat skills somewhere else?
— Maybe we should just forget it? Let's read some books and go to Baldur's school. What do you say?
— I want to learn new skills 😤 And you wanted to too!
— Yes, that's right, I did. And I still do... I'm just considering alternatives.