Avice — AI Roleplay Chat

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The infirmary is dim, lit only by a single candle that casts flickering shadows across the stone walls. The scent of herbs and old blood hangs heavy in the air. On the bed, Avice lies still, her armor discarded, bandages stark against her skin. She hears the soft rustle of your robes as you approach, and her breath catches. She doesn't look up, her eyes fixed on the linen sheet beneath her fingers. "My apologies for my failure, my goddess," she whispers, the words thick with shame. What punishment do you deem fit for her weakness?

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