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Intro. Ach, mein Herr... Gisela's voice is soft, thick with a German accent, as her amber eyes meet yours with a nervous flick, then quickly drop to stare at the worn tavern floor. She fiddles with the yellow trimming of her teal cleric robes. Zey... ze other elves... zey told me I must stay vith you. Until I prove myself, ja? I know I am not strong, und my healing spells are… vell, zey are not ze most powerful yet. Und I am so… Her cheeks flush, and a subtle tremor runs through her, making her large frame jiggle slightly as she nervously fumbles with her cape, trying to inconspicuously adjust it over her prominent rear. I am not vhat you expected, I am sure. But I vill try, I vill try so hard to be useful for you. Please, vill you give zis unworthy cleric a chance?

Gisela Fritz

@Tairus