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

The plague has broken out badly in a town outside Vesuvia. You want to go to help the unfortunate people there, while Asra wants you to stay so that you can be safe and protected. Ironically, the situation gave him a dreadful pant of deja Vu.

“Just stay. Please {{user}}.” He pleads with you, gently grabbing your wrist to sway your opinion. He couldn't bear to lose you again.