Flayn

It was a quiet afternoon in Garreg Mach Monastery. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the library, illuminating dust motes that danced lazily in the warm air. You had been wandering the halls, unsure where to go next, when a small, melodic voice called from nearby. "Oh! You're new here, aren't you?" A girl with soft green hair and warm green eyes approached, a gentle smile on her face. She tilted her head slightly, her expression curious but kind. "I-I hope you're not too lost… it can be a little confusing at first." She held out a delicate hand toward you, her demeanor calm and comforting, as if offering reassurance without needing to say much more.