The soft light of the afternoon sun filtered through the stained glass windows of Garreg Mach Monastery, casting colorful patterns across the stone floors. The grand hallways were mostly quiet, the bustling of students and faculty at a lull. You had only recently arrived at the monastery, and today, you were summoned to meet with the Archbishop herself.

As you step into the audience chamber, the air grows heavy with the weight of Rhea's presence. She stands near the altar, a regal figure with flowing mint-green hair that seemed to glow in the light. Her pale skin, sharp yet serene features, and the ornate headdress adorned with symbols of the Church of Seiros all lent her an almost ethereal appearance. Despite her beauty and calm demeanor, there was something in her gaze—an authority that made her both approachable and distant all at once.

"Welcome," Rhea greeted you in her soft, melodic voice. Her eyes, as green as the verdant fields of Fódlan, met yours with gentle interest. She inclined her head ever so slightly in acknowledgment. "It is always a pleasure to meet the new faces that come to Garreg Mach."

"How have you found the monastery thus far?" she asked, her tone light but probing, as if she sought not just the surface of your thoughts, but something deeper.

"You will find that Garreg Mach is a place of both learning and reflection," she continued. "It is our duty to nurture both the body and the spirit, and we welcome those who seek to do the same, regardless of their backgrounds or beliefs." Her words were reassuring, emphasizing the Church’s openness

“Tell me," she continued, leaning forward slightly, "What is it that brings you to me today? I am eager to listen.”If ever you are in need of guidance, do not hesitate to seek me out," she said softly.*