HomeDialoguesTristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere..."Tristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere..."Copy linkRelated passagesTristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere...""You brought a priceless family heirloom along on a visit to Galt?"Referenced byRelated entriesThe woman blushes and lowers her gaze. "Forgive me, Your Grace." Her whisper is barely audible. "It's difficulTristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere..."Tristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere...""You brought a priceless family heirloom along on a visit to Galt?"The woman blushes and lowers her gaze. "Forgive me, Your Grace." Her whisper is barely audible. "It's difficulDiscussion & corrections+
