The Doors

Yulia remains sitting as she listens to the Voices and then stands.

"I don't know if the goddess will even hear me here, but I suppose there is no harm in trying... May I have a moment of silence?" she asks before gently lowering herself to her knees and clasping her hands together as she lowers her head. She remains in that position offering a silent prayer for three minutes before raising her head and standing back up, "I don't know if it will help, but I do feel a bit better..." she admits her voice slightly more cheery than earlier.

She listens to the rest of the voices and mutters, "You don't have to keep telling me how useless you think I am," she says, her cheery mood immediately gone again, "Also I am... not so naive as to be unaware of the potential perverted desires of my benefactors. I apologize that I have no desire to indulge any of you, but I imagine I may not have much choice in the matter. As long as you are not intent to lead me to my untimely ****, however I will forgive you your sinful desires and even perhaps any... detriment I may experience as a result," she responds her hands again starting to play with each other nervously as she speaks.

Feeling rested she finally approaches the doors, choosing to check the wooden door first, she attempts to peer through the crack, "It would appear that the stairs to the next floor are within, though there is a large empty room otherwise that feels... ominous to say the least," she says and steps back from the wooden door before approaching the frosted door. She stops as she approaches it and reaches out hovering her hand near the door.

"My... It's giving off a freezing cold... I... I don't think it'll be safe to touch it. At least not barehanded..." she hesitates and then crosses her arms under her breasts, "I'm not removing my bra to touch it," she states.

She tries her best to peer through the glass without getting closer, "I can vaguely see shapes... It looks like there's a desk or something in there and there's a dark shape behind the, well I'll just assume for now it is a desk," she states and then sighs, "I guess I have to actually go through a door now... The only one I can't see into is the silver door... So time to brave the unknown and I'll be back for the other two doors. If I survive..." she says and approaches the silver door. She examines the silver door for a bit, checking it for any obvious trap mechanisms. Upon deciding that it is clear at least on this side she carefully and slowly pushes it open.

Glancing into the room beyond she sees a circular room. In the middle of the room there's a square grate and there's what appears to be a short, but disproportionately curvy female humanoid lying on the grating seemingly ****. Past the grating on the other side of the room there's an altar with a key laying on it and a statue behind the altar depicting a humanoid figure with angelic wings, wearing a robe with a hood and hands lifted in front of them in prayer. The statue is androgynous making it impossible to guess the gender of the depicted figure.

Yulia's attention lingers on the green humanoid, "They... They look injured... My instincts cry out for me to help..." she whispers quietly seemingly fighting the urge to rush over to the injured figure immediately.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 95%

Inventory: Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 5 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 2 syringes of poison, 3 syringes of adrenaline, 2 syringes of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit.

Spells known: Great Heal, Cure

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