The soft rustling of leaves and babbling of brooks foretell Nyrissa's appearance. She freezes beside you. "A h

The soft rustling of leaves and babbling of brooks foretell Nyrissa's appearance. She freezes beside you. "A horrible battle awaits us, my spring. But I believe it's for the best. We will save you and your kingdom. We must."

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The soft rustling of leaves and babbling of brooks foretell Nyrissa's… — Kingmaker