Should be alright then, Zanza.
So I decided to be a Nun. Here she is.
Sister Avess, formerly Marjolene is an aging nun, new to the calling but a long-time devotee of the new religion. She's seen some pretty heavy violence across the years, having been brought up at the edges of where the holy wars were the worst, and she's managed to learn how to deal with the worst of the things people do to each other without becoming hardened to it.
During the holy wars, an old monk taught her and the local children how to read and write and the words of his god. He wasn't supposed to teach the girls, only the boys, but he didn't care and taught any child who turned up. Marjolene had a knack with the ink and the quill, and a sympathetic nature, and so the old monk taught her about herbs and about the human body, and she learned how to heal.
The wars got worse, and Marjolene stayed when most people fled, and she healed anyone and everyone who needed her help, regardless of belief, creed, or colour. And then the wars ended... and Marjolene found the nearest nunnery and took holy orders, becoming Sister Avess.
Pros: Knows plenty about medicine, cool head in a crisis, better suited to dealing with the outside world than most nuns, willing and able to offer aid to pretty much anyone.
Cons: Getting old, sometimes clashes with the nuns brought up inside the church, can be very opinionated, sometimes misses prayers in the name of her herbs and poultices, has an unfortunate habit of getting involved.
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