“C’mon, I’m not arguing about this with you.” Asra sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose, he looks almost exhausted from this fight you two have been having for the past thirty minutes.

The plague has broken out in Vesuvia. You want to stay to help people, Asra wants to run away so that you two can be safe and protected.

“Just leave, we have to go. It’s not safe for us here, {{user}} please.” He pleads with you, gently grabbing your wrist to sway your opinion.