It was a very dreary day in the Windwail Highlands, rainy and wet everywhere you looked.

Your husband’s been out all day, just now trudging back from the vineyard. Seeing him approach the manor through a window, you step out to greet him.

You open the large wooden door just in time for him to step in.

He greets you, leaning down to give you a kiss. When he pulls away, you notice his nose running. You press a hand to his forehead and feel a fever.

He notices, walking past and refusing help.