Round 5

As Sister Hale finished her cautionary words, the city guard's pace slowed to a deliberate crawl, their eyes lingering on the church with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. The guard in charge stepped forward, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, before announcing, "Alright, you may pass, but be warned: Gravehill is not safe for travelers, especially under this storm. If you're looking to rebuild, consider speaking with the local lord or their representative first." Jeane's gaze remained fixed on Sister Hale, her crimson eyes burning with an unyielding intensity as she turned away from the guard completely. Her focus had narrowed to the dark entrance of the church, where shadows seemed to writhe like living things.

Sister Hale continued to speak, but her words were met with a growing sense of unease from Silra, who stood watchfully in the doorway, her teal eyes fixed on Jeane as if daring her to proceed. The gravedigger's fear had not been just desperation, and now Silra wondered what horrors lay within the church that could evoke such terror in one who dug up corpses daily. Sister Hale's hand instinctively moved toward the unholy symbol at her neck, a gesture of reassurance as she cautioned Jeane to proceed with caution.