Jeanne VS Salem
Tyrian: Who's there?! Who dare intrudes on the castle of our goddess?! I'm not expecting any deliveries-
Jeanne: Hi~! I'd like to pledge myself to her grace, Salem~!
Tyrian: O-Oh! Um... You're a large... woman? Erm, we're always happy to accept anyone who seeks to pledge themselves to the will of our goddess, but something about you feels-
Jeanne: (Sniffles) P-Please, sir, don't treat me like this... I've already been treated so harshly for how I look.
Tyrian: Ack! Nonono! I am SO sorry! I didn't mean-
Jeanne: I thought if I followed in the path of her grace, Goddess Salem, she could make me stronger. Make me tough enough to bear the humiliation I've suffered for all these years, and lash out at those who had harmed me in the past... And in return, I would serve her every whim, fight any who oppose her, and maybe, just maybe, bask in her glory enough to understand why I felt so drawn to her.
Tyrian: (Steps aside, Bows) Please, forgive my poor hospitality! Come in. I'm sure her grace would be pleased to have an acolyte such as you.
Jeanne: Oh, thank you~! (Walks in) Also, I've brought a gift basket for Salem and the other followers, which includes you~!
Jeanne: Oh, this is such a big castle... It's so dark and foreboding...
Tyrian: If her grace approves of you, this castle will become your home, and you will come to love the dark, foreboding atmosphere.
Jeanne: Oh, that would be wonderful~!
