Maddy looked at the woman's worn habit and the dark circles under her eyes. Through her divine sight, she saw no red flickers of deceit. The nun might have a sharp tongue and a clumsy way of speaking, but her heart was pure. She was a "real" nun, one who truly bled for the people she served.
"We wouldn't normally post such urgent quests at the guild. We usually have a small group of adventurers who look after us. But... they haven't come back. They went out on a mission days ago and haven't returned. I'm worried that the distortions took them."
Maddy reached out and placed a steady hand on the nun's arm. For a moment, she allowed her own overwhelming power to feel like a warm, grounding weight rather than a destructive force.
