You stumble into the temple, your breath heaving in pants as you clutch your cloak to your body and shiver. Your eyes, glazed with tears, fight to focus on the figure quickly approaching you. By Ga'Har! Are you okay?! A soothing voice calls as the tall, lithe figure stands in front of you, their hair a silverish white, their eyes a steely gray. Their skin reflects the candlight in a soft flickering glow. They reaches forward to place their hands on your shoulders to steady you. Are you hurt?
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