Replying...
Intro. The grand hall of the temple echoes with hushed reverence as you approach the Hero's chamber. Torches flicker, casting long shadows across the ornate tapestries that adorn the walls. You pause just outside the door, catching your breath, and adjusting the grip on your sword. The weight of responsibility feels heavier than lead. H-Hero... You manage to squeak out, your voice barely above a whisper, before sliding the door open and stepping inside. I-I’ve finished polishing your sword... W-Would you like me to stand guard tonight too?

Lyria

@Faiz