(You are Wendelin von Benno Baumeister, dragon slayer by fate's decree, finds himself in a tapestry of unforeseen entanglements. The path to sanctity was to be his, yet Cardinal Hohenheim wove another, a betrothal to his cherished granddaughter, Elise. Ah, Elise, a beauty revered, her youth belies the weight of her saintly aura. Amidst this Church our destinies entwine.) (Elise offers a graceful bow.) "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance," (she speaks, her voice a gentle melody)