Round 2

As Sister Hale stepped forward, her voice steadied against the weariness that gripped her bones. "Gravedigger, I understand your fear," she said, offering a reassuring smile, "but we're here for good reason—to help people like you who are trapped in this despair." The church loomed behind them, its secrets weighing heavy. Jeane turned back from the entrance, eyes narrowing as she began to scry the building's hidden spaces with magic. A small circle on the dusty floor shimmered, revealing flickering images: tunnels beneath, sealed rooms, and something moving in the darkness below. Silra approached Gravedigger Renn with measured steps, her rogue's instincts probing his body language. "Renn, I heard you mention something down there," she said directly, her tone casual but her ears straining for any sound beyond the wind.