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[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b]

"Greetings." Yang bowed her head in respect, she looked at the priestess for a moment and didn't see any training that indicated that they practice martial arts.

"I'm from the Guild, and one of the newer tenants." She lifted her head and met the priestess gaze with a warm smile. "I was just taking a look around and seeing the area."

"If it's not too troubling, may I look at the inside of the church? I've never been into a church." Yang sheepishly said, not a monster church anyways. She had seen the normal and small ones.

Once inside, she let out her inner thoughts more to the priestess. 

"Well...How should I say this? It has just been a rough time for me." Yang didn't quite know why but she felt like talking openly even if it was a stranger.

"I failed an old lady, couldn't stop or help a man from crashing to his death, and even the success I had is making things strained between Guildmaster Bart and Neil." It felt like she had been carrying a lot of burdens on her as of late, what's with the failures and straining relationship within the guild.

A lot of the older people that once made up the core had left, Magnus, the centaur, priestess, and the moth sisters. As brief as their meeting was, Yang treasured those moments she had with them. 

A moment of silence passed and she leaned against the wall for a moment before relaxing her posture and back to her sunny smile.

"But that's enough of me, I don't suppose your church has anyone practicing martial arts and such? I was hoping for a friendly spar or such." She felt a bit more relieved taking that out of her chest. "Even those lizardwoman or salamander would be a good test."