Tristian

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"Merciful Sarenrae! Dawnflower! Hear the prayer from your apostate! I am powerless to fix what I've done, but
"The one who can't see evil will smite an entity that tempts others; the messenger of good, deprived of sunlig
Tristian turns towards you, his face tortured. "? Let me tell you something before you decide my fate. Nyrissa

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The nymph stares at Tristian for a long moment. Then, instead of striking, her hand reaches out and clasps his
Waves of anger stream from the nymph in the center of the room. "Pathetic creature! Tell me — is there any rea
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"Golarion is closely connected to the First World. Spontaneous portals between the two worlds are not uncommon
Tristian sighs, relieved. "Praise Sarenrae — this affliction responds to regular magic! I would not have been
"Oh. Oh. I am unused to lies, they are just wrong. But yes, I knew it was a secret, we all did — yes?"
Tristian shakes his head — a gesture of either denial or regret. "Forgive me. I've caused you great trouble, s
"You'll have to turn down many similar offers. But eventually people will come to realize that the Stolen Land
"I will inform the people that free trade in our kingdom will go on as always." Tristian's voice turns from re
"First, the seeds afflict mostly the villagers. There have been no recorded cases of disease within the city l
Tristian looks at you softly, but still with reproach. "I wonder, would you turn from one of us with the same
"But where? There aren't that many patches of fertile soil! It's a shame that the miseries of a crowd of hungr
Well, nothing that can help us contain it. Once every few months it drives nearby animals, monsters, and other
"I agree with the Storyteller. I've visited the Bald Hilltop, and the portal to the First World is almost stab
"The price of the suffering of others always seems insignificant, until you are the one thrown on the pyre for
"Forgive me, . The force that has enslaved me will do the same to you. I've already put you in terrible danger
Tristian follows the bird with a look of anxiety and determination. He seems so absorbed in his thoughts that
Tristian turns even paler, but answers with a determined nod.
"If you ask me, we mustn't surrender to hatred. This matter should be resolved peacefully. Draw from the treas
"I... understand. And yet I must ask you — are you sure you're ready to let me go now, when you're facing a ba
", today the high society council decided that the city would hold a feast in your honor! With street food, fa
"Praise Sarenrae, the battle finished without any victims! Right? That was it?"
"I feel anguish and crushing despair. Whatever destroyed this village is somehow connected to this well."
"Listen, Agai. You have no reason to like us, I understand that. But something sinister is going on here in Du
"Glades such as that tend to appear all over the Stolen Lands. Seems strange, does it not? Especially if we ta
"Powerless? Really? A whole town went missing!"
"What? Are we killing him now? Then why even give him hope in Varnhold and let him go?"
Tristian moves closer to you. "Please be merciful to these people. Imagine how great their despair must be to
"Let's go. Let's not waste any more time."
Tristian bows his head. "Thank you. It's a noble thing to protect your subjects against the despotism of the r
"Stop!"
Tristian holds out his hands to you. "Please... I beg you. I can't handle the insane First Faithful and his he
The corners of Tristian's mouth turn up in what might be a smile. "I should have noticed it earlier. Is it not
Tristian looks away, shaking his head ever so slightly.
Tristian looks at you fiercely, trying very hard to maintain his polite smile.
Tristian casts a grateful glance at you and steps back to let you speak with the dwarf.
Tristian's forehead is wrinkled, as if the priest is deeply puzzled. He's holding a piece of paper covered wit
Tristian nods slightly, frowning. "You are right. But there are times where doing the right thing... it is bey
"I never rush to judgment. But you must at least arrest this merchant, to question him and give him a chance t
"I think both of you are right. The stability of the portal does play an important role in the increasing powe
"I've said the same thing to myself. But now I realize it's just a pathetic excuse, to help me save face. It w
"When I found myself here — without my wings, in a mortal body — I was terrified. And I believed everything sh
"But why? We may have the power to help him!"
"Yes, Jaethal. You have to."
"This chamber... it..." Tristian looks at you, but doesn't seem to see you — his eyes, normally calm, are trou
Tristian stares at the satyr and the dryad, astonished. He leans toward you and says, "What an amazing couple!
Tristian nods sadly. "I thank you for your honesty — not many people are free enough to speak their mind, and
"The Valley of the Dead the raven spoke of — I know it. An ancient evil is buried there, from empires since tu
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
"Such a portal is unreliable even for denizens of the First World. We only see a small portion of the hordes t
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
"Turning an enemy into a friend and giving him hope... I believe Sarenrae herself smiled at your deeds today,
"Yes! Yes, now that we know what to do, we can extract the seeds with much less risk to the patients, and with
"This is the land of the fey. Their jokes can be cruel, but their hearts are not evil. Angering them is unwise
"Does Shelyn herself not teach that one should not deny mercy to those who ask for it?"
Tristian examines the poor fellow carefully. "Difficult." The priest whispers faintly. "A single healing spell
Tristian's unseeing eyes are fixed on the Everblooming Flower. "The past can truly be a monster. Where else ca
"Let us reassure your people – show them where your favor truly rests. Perhaps a small celebration would help
Tristian looks at you, surprised and full of sorrow. "Are you... are you still trying to save him? After every
"I shall order that this merchant be detained. Of course we will fully investigate all these rumors and get to
Tristian catches his breath and smiles brightly. "It's a huge weight off my shoulders! I have other news as we
The cleric averts his eyes. "This is no answer to my question. Why? To kill me? To try and make things right?
"There is a Bald Hilltop not far from here, to the north of the capital. Its crown is entirely barren of life.
Tristian looks worried but unafraid. ", your life is in danger. The merchants are angry with you for protectin
Tristian lowers his head. His voice is barely audible. "So this is how highly you value your merchants' comfor
"This must be stopped. Please."
"I only know what I could overhear — or what Nyrissa boasted to me. The one called the First Faithful is a for
Tristian gives you a smile. "It's just a trifle compared to what you've done for me."
"Whatever money we spend on new guards, it will be worth it, if it prevents any more blood from being spilled.
Tristian remains silent for a while, and then begins to speak as if he's alone, addressing an empty room. "Wil
Deathly pale, Tristian opens his mouth to answer, but pauses, then gives a heavy sigh. "There is no answer for
Tristian nods to you gratefully, as though it were about him.
"NO!" Tristian throws his hands into the air, almost screaming his spell.
Tristian raises the symbol of Sarenrae. "Sarenrae, please, show us the way!"
"I am sad for them. I wish someone had stopped them before their conspiracy went too far. Part of the blame fo
Tristian winces. "This is a harsh act. You condemn not only the travellers, but our people who will no longer
"I've just been asking how Amalia came to the Kingdom. What attracted her to this... this teaching?"
Tristian remains silent for a while, and then begins to speak as if he's alone, addressing an empty room. "Wil
"It is true. The water is contaminated. I am sorry. Please, do not panic — with Sarenrae's help, we might stil
", a situation has developed. We must decide if we shall follow the letter of the law, or do what my heart tel
"You've come." Tristian tilts his head to the side and remains silent. You notice he's holding something in hi
Tristian is still for a moment, then nods. "Yes. I am ready. Even if it means the end of us."
"Excuse me for being blunt, but this is the most shameless exploitation of the people that I've ever heard of.
Tristian's forehead is sweating and he breathes heavily as his eyes scan the battleground. "I can't believe...
"The second attack was especially brutal. With great difficulty, your subjects managed to fight off the invasi
"Sarenrae teaches that there are some people for whom sparing would be a waste of mercy. Much can be forgiven
"If I knew what I would have to do after joining you..." Tristian shakes his head.
"As soon as we reach the capital, I will seek out former cultists and learn where the First Faithful might hav
Tristian drops his head limply. "Yes. At least, to a certain extent. My... lady..." Tristian's lips curve scor
"You defeated him — that is enough. Stay your hand. Do not let anger control you." Tristian looks at the werew
"No one is capable of taking the deva's gifts, granted by his creator." Tristian's voice is barely audible. "N
"I heard it's only when a man has nothing that he recognizes true virtue. Perhaps they'll become better and pu
"Yes, it's time to finish this." Tristian echoes your words. "Once and for all."
"New patients arrive daily. And how many never even find their way to a hospital? Our efforts here are not eno
Tristian winces and takes a step back. "I... forgive me. Please forgive me."
Tristian raises his head as you approach. His face is a mask of grief and desperation. "Why did you come here,
"Ruthgert, you poor fool... Flaming Sarenrae, guide my blade."
Tristian drops his head limply. "Yes. At least, to a certain extent. My... lady..." Tristian's lips curve scor
Tristian lowers his head. "Thank you. Your support means much to me."
"Wonderful! I shall immediately send a messenger to the poor fellow, and inform him of your decision!" Tristia
Tristian lowers his head. "Greetings, baron. I am sorry to take you away from your other affairs, but your peo
"Sometimes a quick death is the last mercy one can grant a dark soul."
Tristian manages to keep his cool, except for his painfully clenched fists.
"You outran me, Kesten. I could hardly allow this... abomination to happen." Tristian gloomily looks to the ot
Tristian blinks, perplexed. "You... You're not joking, are you? So you will turn your back on the equality of
"We shall forgive them, but deprive them of their means of bribing people and plotting behind your back. Let t
", the city council discussed the expansion of one of the districts today. The square in its center will be na
Tristian looks away, shaking his head ever so slightly.
"I will do everything in my power to free these lands from the curse. – I promise!"
Tristian's voice is very soft. "I realize that such offer might stir you to outrage. But try to understand, gr
"Then I will immediately send a messenger with an invitation to the capital. Forgive my haste, but I just can'
"I don't deserve your help… But as Sarenrae is my witness, I am eternally grateful to you!"
Tristian winces. "This is a harsh act. You condemn not only the travellers, but our people who will no longer
Tristian looks at the ground, clutching his holy symbol, mumbling. "Disease... This disease, everywhere..."
Tristian scans the chamber, his eyes wary. "This is… a dark place."
Tristian smiles crookedly, hiding a grieving grimace. "I wanted so badly to do something extraordinary. And it
"You may not have noticed, but the First Faithful's face changed the very instant he noticed you. I think he's
"No, I beg you, … hold your weapons still. I have one thing I must finish first. Please... stop following me.
"I'm not sure a forgiven traitor has any right to ask this, but... please listen to Evindra. She's endured imm
Tristian puts his arm around your waist. "I'm trying to be. I won't let anything bad happen to you at the fest
Tristian gratefully nods to Agai, then steps back.
"Isn't such a verdict too strict? It's only money, after all. Can we blame him for living so long in an evil,
Tristian chuckles joylessly. "That is not as easy as it seems. My mistakes will stay with me to the end of my
Tristian drops his head. "An apostate and a weakling. Betrayer of everything that is pure. I'm nothing… no. I'
"Another visitor awaits an audience with you. He is the leader of the druids of ."
Heedless of the dwarf's words, Tristian reaches out to him and chants a healing spell.
Tristian turns even paler, but answers with a determined nod.
"Then how can we explain the dismal atmosphere on the Bald Hilltop? The pressure both of us felt there, Jhod?
"We must trust in him. He deserves a second chance. Everyone does."
"Oh radiant Sarenrae, how can such evil be tolerated?! Have I chosen the right path...? The right leader?"
Jaethal and Tristian keep their distance from each other. Both of your companions look wearied from a fight, b
"How could you agree to such a monstrous deal?" Tristian shakes his head slowly.
"Poor, lost souls! You've been fooled! Deceived! Stay your hand, Ruthgert, while you still can!"
Tristian turns to you. "Your benevolence would make Sarenrae smile. I admire your kindness."
"Another life saved. Another chance for a new start."
"Or perhaps the death of the Jabberwock caused the portal's destruction. It's unlikely we'll ever find out." T
"May Sarenrae protect you."
"I hope they recognize how lucky they are, and use this chance to start a new life."
"The priests will gladly take the responsibility. This is merciful and wise. Thank you!"
Tristian waves to Amalia sadly. "So long, Amalia. May the... the good goddess save you."
"I hope your mercy wakes something kind in his soul." Tristian smiles. "You seem to change everyone you meet f
Tristian looks away, shaking his head ever so slightly.
"Are you sure? You look quite unwell."
Tristian's forehead, a moment ago creased in worry, becomes smooth, and his voice grows tranquil. "Consider me
"I think he will not risk it again — meaning he and his kin are no threat to the dwellers of Dunsward."
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
"He's the publisher of a newspaper, whose headquarters in Galt were burnt down after false accusations of slan
"There's someone else waiting for your audience. Please, take the time to talk to the visitor. It's the head o
Tristian shrugs. "I'm afraid that raven is more than just a bird."
"Forgive me, baron. I hope that when I explain, you'll accept my apology — I couldn't let you go alone."
Tristian turns back, surprised, and smiles faintly, seeing you. "Not the most pleasant omen, right?" He squeez
Tristian looks away. "I can't agree with this decision... but I understand your reasons." The priest says no m
"Wait, what are you saying? The worg is alive! He'll... He'll eat them!"
Tristian blinks, perplexed. "You... You're not joking, are you? So you will turn your back on the equality of
"Thank you. Their deaths would be a heavy burden on my heart."
Tristian frowns but replies, looking you firmly in the eye. "Both Jaethal and I fell for Nyrissa's lies. She t
"Your subjects wish to clear and plow some nearby oak groves, where wealthy men, both local and Brevan, have h
Tristian shakes his head. "No, . Though, now I think upon it, I suppose I am scared. But not of what lies behi
"You see... one of the traders, who today sells imported specialties in the capital, has not always led an hon
Tristian turns pale. "It's not a curse? Then what is it?!"
Tristian looks at you gratefully. "I don't think the Stolen Lands have ever seen someone as kind and noble as
"Do not waste your time, Baroness. Burn this offspring of evil, before this tragedy repeats itself!"
Tristian's face glows with happiness. "We made it! The second cursed attack was repelled, and the grateful cit
"When telling us about the trial, Kamala described the ability to subdue anger as being among its conditions.
"Even at death's door, the man is persistent in his sin... Do not let the scoundrel escape unpunished!"
"There's something important I wanted to discuss with you." Meeting your eyes, Tristian looks away, as if perp
"I hear... the echo of tragedy. Whatever happened to Armag, his meeting with the spirit of the ancient Armag m
Tristian raises his eyes from the papers on the table. "Undoubtedly from some world alien to our own. All the
Tristian sighs wearily. "And not a mirror to be found..."
"Yes. Perhaps this weak hope is the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind to despair. Or is this meager
"You freed an innocent soul from eternal torment, . Yours is truly a noble soul." Tristian lowers his head and
Tristian chuckles faintly. "I didn't expect such vitriol from you, Linzi. In any case, I would advise hearing
"I doubt we will be able to defeat it in such a... straightforward fashion. The heart of the curse is undoubte
"It is merciful and just. Let me pass your message to the general."
Tristian smiles warmly. "You make me dare to hope that all is not lost. I'm afraid to believe it — but thank y
Tristian is silent for a moment. "We each have a path, and while they may intersect for a time, it is only a m
A faint smile appears on Tristian's face. "I knew I could trust you and ask for your help. Thank you."
"A lie is what Nyrissa and her servants live. And I was part of that lie..." Tristian's voice holds a bitter n
"Wake up! Living people are burning right in front of you! How can we just let them die?!"
"Yes. I betrayed the King in serving Nyrissa. I betrayed you — left you alone in the dark when she abandoned y
"The king of the first kingdom destroyed by Nyrissa? But that happened millennia ago! The poor soul must have
"What? You not only allow him to rob people, but you want to hire him?"
"This is a chance to show mercy and vision, . These people may be lost, but they can still be brought to the r
Tristian sighs heavily. "I... I feel her grief. You should not have wasted time helping me back then, . Then p
Tristian drops his head to his chest, and silently turns to leave. With one hand he crumples up the leaflet, a
Tristian's face is determined. "I agree with your plan. We will enter the portal I helped create, and end the
Hearing Nok-Nok's words, Tristian winces and shakes his head sadly.
"I was hoping for another answer."
Tristian's voice drops, as if he's afraid of being overheard. "The heart of the tomb. Vordakai is close now."
"The second attack is over. It wasn't easy, but the barony endured it – thanks in great part to the strength a
"I am proud of you, Amiri. Returning the sword to the sheath and avoiding bloodshed — that is a true feat that
"Please, let them be. Their leader is gone. Their friends are dead. They... they are just lost souls, led into
"Yes. Of course." Tristian looks at you apprehensively.
"I doubt it. I know much of the nature of angels, and what happened to me was not magic, but divine will."
Tristian smiles warmly. "We will hold a common celebration, where everyone will be welcome – including the poo
Tristian nods. "I found no other explanation for what happened to me. Nyrissa's power is great, but not so gre
"A tomb lies in the heart of the valley. That is where the evil sleeps. I know I cannot sway you from going… b
"I sense evil... But not evil committed by this poor soul, no. He arose on account of some evil done to him."
", a local merchant wishes to be relieved of his taxes, which naturally stands against the laws of the barony.
The priest lowers his weapon and silently turns away.
Tristian shakes his head. "It is no matter, . This place... it feeds on doubt, fear... loss." Tristian raises
"It is not so difficult. Nyrissa always seems to enjoy the death and destruction she causes."
"Your people truly love you. However mighty or powerful a ruler may be, the druids never bear gifts to tyrants
Tristian hesitates for a moment, then resolutely clenches his fists. "Oh, I will stop him, be sure. Sarenrae,
The cleric of Sarenrae doesn't even turn toward you: he's immersed into desperate prayer to his goddess.
"Please, don't mention it. It was a lucky guess, not worthy of your praise."
"I would be happy to accompany you, but I would not expect to see anything new there at present."
Tristian sighs. "I will handle this. To do so, I will need to detain this merchant and speak with him. I'll se
Tristian's voice sounds sad. "You may be right. Not everyone is capable of living side by side in peace. Never
"You've always put your trust in me, . And I repaid you with betrayal. I beg your forgiveness, though my actio
"I volunteered to go with the baron, and I will stand with him until the end. I am Tristian, and you may infor
The corner of Tristian's mouth twitches, and his features seem to become sharper. "I asked you once to have me
Tristian hesitates for a moment. "Look at me, Ruthgert. You know me. I was the messenger of your 'goddess'. On
"Don't blame yourself. You've meant to do good."
Tristian hands Jhod a clean towel. Jhod pulls himself together and wipes his hands and face.
Tristian looks at you thoughtfully and sighs. "Unfortunately, I must bring you bad news again. The Bald Hillto
"Every disaster, every misfortune serves the Horsemen. Suffering and pain are what they treasure above all els
Tristian tries and fails to keep a serious expression on his face. "I suspect Sarenrae would not approve of su
A slight smile lightens Tristian's face. "Curious, as always. Was it that that brought you to the Stolen Lands
"Isn't such a verdict too strict? It's only money, after all. Can we blame him for living so long in an evil,
Tristian sighs, relieved. "Praise Sarenrae — this affliction responds to regular magic! I would not have been
"Golarion is closely connected to the First World. Spontaneous portals between the two worlds are not uncommon
"Travelers' merchant vessels roam the rivers of the Stolen Lands. They sell low-priced goods, and bypass the o
"Alas, their manners are low, and the locals are prejudiced against them. They fight more and more often. The
"Vordakai conquered these lands once, and could do so again, easily, with the artifact he possesses." Tristian
Tristian's face darkens at your words, but he hides it, lowering his head. "Then I shall commence preparations
Tristian hesitates a moment. "Yes... No. No, I'm not all right. I'll never get used to how quickly a peaceful
Tristian remains silent, but he nods ever so slightly — it seems like he doesn't even notice it himself.
"I understand... your wrath. Although I'm sorry for the poor fellows that were denied mercy."
"More pointless bloodshed..."
"I... sense the power of the curse. What did you do to us, Eldest?!"
"What I did was terrible. People were dying all the time – because of me! And I could do nothing but warn them
"Don't let her do it, . Killing her own daughter or taking her body — this is true, genuine evil. There can be
Tristian shakes his head. "And your family don't mind that this will happen to you? Are they ready to sacrific
"Look at that woman. I think she needs help," Tristian whispers, pointing out one of the barbarians who looks
Tristian looks at you for a moment, then nods. "You are right. Sometimes life gives us obstacles we can't over
Tristian looks morose. "It appears that the merchants have decided they can do whatever they like in your king
Tristian sighs. "I am very, very sorry... well, I hope this refugee finds a home somewhere else."
"But..." Tristian interrupts himself and sighs. "As you wish, . As you wish."
"There's trouble in the capital, . The people can no longer bear the oppression of the merchant class. Your pa
Tristian straightens himself. "Anyway, I didn't ask you to come listen to my whining. I do not wish that my mo
"You know... It looks like you may yet become a worthy ruler of this realm."
"I want to tell you — this might sound cruel, but I don't regret what happened. I might have been driven by Ny
Tristian, despite the angry words of the nymph, seems oblivious to his surroundings. His face is pale and turn
"We should return to their 'temple without walls' — where they once held their rituals. Of course, the First F
Tristian keeps silent for a few moments. He is choosing his words very carefully. "It saddens me to see money
Tristian looks at you gratefully. "I don't think the Stolen Lands have ever seen someone as kind and noble as
There is a look of determination on Tristian's face. "I bring bad news from your subjects. Today one of our ci
Tristian just nods, looking down gloomily.
"Even the vilest of villains deserves mercy if they want to walk the path of redemption. However... I see no r
"When the Stolen Lands were freed from the Stag Lord, the people sighed in relief. But many are still confused
"Forgive me, ... Please forgive me."
"But so many questions remain... Jaethal was different when she returned from death. When I killed her she was
"Such a tragedy... O Sarenrae, how many children became orphans today and won't see their father or mother any
Tristian turns his head. If it weren't for his blind eyes, you would imagine he's looking into the distance. "
"Sarenrae help us."
"Don't forget to pay well to your servants, not only to your ruler!" Tristian stops, looks at you apologetical
"What I did was terrible. People were dying all the time – because of me! And I could do nothing but warn them
Tristian clenches his holy symbol of Sarenrae. "I'm afraid it's too late for words..."
"I beg you, let us leave this place. I don't want you to suffer Vordakai's fate — you or anyone else. The powe
Tristian sighs. "I'm ashamed to say it, but I fell for Nyrissa's lies yet again. She fooled me with an illusio
"Like so many others, Ruthgert was fooled by Nyrissa. She pretended to be the goddess of these lands, told Rut
"I've heard that the cultists of the Kingdom have been sighted once again. But now they no longer shout their
Tristian is kneeling beside Jaethal's motionless body, quietly saying a prayer to Sarenrae. Noticing you, he j
"You've lost the grace of not one, but two gods. I can understand what you've been through, though not entirel
", the situation has become rather fraught. A group of mercenaries arrived in our lands to seek a better futur
"As with the Everblooming Flower, I only helped Nyrissa open a portal from the First World to Golarion. I am n
"I have never seen such an unusual disease..."
Tristian keeps silent for a moment. "So be it. But I beg you — don't let the evil of this place tempt you."
Tristian smiles sadly at Ekun, then speaks, his voice warm. "The darkest hours are before the sunrise. Hold on
Tristian freezes. A shadow of a smile appears on his face. "I... I'm so happy to hear your voice again... even
"I have shared all I can." Tristian smiles wearily. "Each of us has secrets and burdens we must carry alone, f
The cleric glances pensively at the map. "You see, Baron, these seeds are not the only sign of something... ab
Tristian looks at you, confused. "Are you sure? The threat could be even more serious than we imagine."
"What? You are the baron of these lands." Tristian frowns. "Have you renounced your throne?"
"There are more and more workers in the kingdom, and our farmers require plots of fruitful soil. The ordinary
"What? No, of course not. But like all who follow Sarenrae..." Tristian shivers, then winces, as if in pain. "
"May Sarenrae keep us, for our deed is good!"
"But where? There aren't that many patches of fertile soil! It's a shame that the miseries of a crowd of hungr
"Self-appointed god of the First World — wasn't it enough for you to witness the hardships to which Nyrissa do
"These carvings on the walls… they are a chronicle of rituals. They depict the worship of the most depraved of
"Charon? I know that name. An ancient deity of death and evil. I was not aware he still had any worshipers."
"I beg you to relent. Is a handful of coins really worth becoming a murderer? Look in the eyes of these poor s
"This creature is filled with irredeemable evil. Sarenrae, guide my blade!"
Tristian recoils, as if struck. "You are right. I am a traitor. I don't expect forgiveness or understanding fr
"You are merciful. The people will never forget who granted them land for their honest labor."
"We must make up our minds how to prevent this attack and neutralize the conspirators. One options is to entru
Tristian, who'd been examining the map on the table from the shadows, gives a small cough. "If I may... I've n
"But you are so young. Why hurry to leave this world before you have experienced it in full?"
"I can't argue with you. Yes, you are right. But it's too late to change that now."
"I am sorry the paladins of the Order of the Prisms chose the path of violence. But it was their decision, and
"I've helped Nyrissa move between planes and portals long enough to assume there must be a door in the Thousan
"Then it's able to disguise itself! Maybe it's poisoning their blood with its magic — by the Sun, we return to
"I beg you, , do not go down this path. We are on the verge of a great battle. Now is perhaps not the time to
"It isn't a matter of faith. I don't think it's a disease, let alone some powerful curse. I suspect it's some
"I don't deserve your help… But as Sarenrae is my witness, I am eternally grateful to you!"
"Lamashtu is called the Mother of Monsters and Mistress of Insanity for a reason. Her blessing can be far more
"I will forbid this insanity. Let the merchants trade with those who can afford luxuries. Meanwhile, leave the
Tristian smiles, but it is tinged with sadness. "Ever since I met you, I have thought myself blessed to stand
"The time has come to end the thousand-year reign of evil over the Stolen Lands. And I as much as anyone wish
"Lamashtu is called the Mother of Monsters and Mistress of Insanity for a reason. She is fond of curses. Be ca
Tristian lowers his head and catches his breath. "I have no idea what's going on in his insane mind. Perhaps h
Tristian's whisper is barely audible. "In any case, it won't be long..."
"Let's send them off to the temple for schooling. Priests will help their heads clear by hard labor and a word
Tristian chuckles joylessly. "That is not as easy as it seems. My mistakes will stay with me to the end of my
"You are right. Forgive me. I'll control myself."
Tristian glances at you with admiration. "I cannot believe it... The truth in your words has stunned her to th
Tristian's face doesn't change, but he takes a tiny step towards Elina, as though to stand between her and Nta
"If we are to eradicate this affliction, we must find the First Faithful. It wouldn't help even if we tracked
"Do you know what the two of us have in common? We were both deceived. They used our weakness to control us, l
Tristian's face turns grey. "No." He gulps and shakes his head. "The Oculus of Abaddon is an evil artifact, ca
"I see wisdom in these words. Perhaps your teachings do not fully match with what I believe and know of the wo
"Portals to the First World are complicated and unpredictable. I managed to open two with some degree of succe
Tristian frowns. "I know this name... It is truly a powerful demon. May Sarenrae protect us from him and his k
", wait! We need to talk."
"I promise — this is my last request."
"I am not familiar with these teachings, but they sound very similar to Sarenrae's faith. It is amazing, but I
Tristian nods silently, and says no more.
"The king of the first kingdom destroyed by Nyrissa? But that happened millennia ago! The poor soul must have
"Oh, a fair amount! I'd say half a year, or even more. Now that the Bald Hilltop is quiet again, I can barely
"So honorable! Do these benevolent spirits have names?"
Tristian nods. "Very wise. If only we knew more about the curse – we might figure out some way to fight it."
"Thank you, . The law doesn't always grant protection to those in need."
Tristian leans gently towards Amalia. "The Kingdom of the Cleansed is a brotherhood of those who believe in th
"But now for some less uplifting news. The guards have exposed a conspiracy of merchants. All the plotters hav
"I have never seen such an unusual disease..."
Tristian frowns but replies, looking you firmly in the eye. "Both Jaethal and I fell for Nyrissa's lie. She fo
Tristian lowers his head. "I hope you can come to terms with your loss. May Sarenrae's light guide you." Trist
Tristian steps towards you. "I rarely insist, , but you must turn back!" He catches himself, and his voice dro
"I... am sorry for bringing the bad news. Unfortunately, we failed to defeat this curse for good."
As if awakened from a nightmare, Tristian winces and raises his head." "Lies?... So that was all lies?"
"But you can still stop — right now! Put down your blade. Give up these futile hopes. Find the spark of forgiv
Tristian sighs. "Also, I just don't feel comfortable doing it. Portals to the First World are dangerous, and I
"We could order the Warden to gather the capital guards, and stop the crowd without spilling any blood. You mi
Tristian lowers his head. "Then farewell, . Nonetheless, I'll pray for your success."
"You must now make a choice between justice and mercy. Don't fear the wrath of an evil goddess — it's not her
Tristian clears his throat, attracting the drunkard's attention. "You've made a mistake. Move along." You bare
Tristian smiles. "Linzi publishes books, not newspapers. I doubt she'd be interested in this kind of endeavor.
Tristian, already blushing from embarrassment, turns red as a lobster and looks away.
Tristian slowly shakes his head. "I don't think food is the problem. Take a look." He points at the map. "We h
"We must trust in him. He deserves a second chance. Everyone does."
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
Tristian closes his eyes. "Goodness? What goodness could hide in a painful death?"
"It's strange, actually. The Goddess who demanded your death was Nyrissa, and after the Kingdom failed in its
"Sparing a repentant sinner is a good deed, but I hear no repentance in her words. She seeks impunity, not mer
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
"No one can be forced into happiness, Jaethal," Tristian says passionately. "Especially with such a 'gift'. ,
Tristian swallows heavily and nods. "Let's go."
"The same invitation that Amalia gave you." Tristian shows you the paper.
"Then let's go — into the storm!"
"Harrim, I beg you: forget your pride and help him! The ghost might be banished, but who knows what other dead
"He died alive — and will return to life, thanks to you. You granted him another chance at life... as you did
Tristian shakes his head. "No. You don't need to know that, . Neither you nor any mortal can confront the one
Tristian shakes his head incredulously. "In any case, I have alarming news. As soon as the spider invasion was
"I'm sorry, but we regard caring for your subjects very differently. I cannot countenance the way you exercise
"I hope the city will get a proper clinic, in time."
"I wanted to know if the way back to Sarenrae is open for me. I spent endless hours in prayer, asking for but
"How cruel!"
"If only the city had a clinic..."
Tristian grabs your shoulder. "Please, Your Grace! Just a moment of your time!"
"For now we can only wait. And prepare."
Tristian shakes his head slowly. "This is not food poisoning. The symptoms clearly indicate... I am sorry. I a
"I cannot just watch — we have to do something, I beg you!"
"Let's leave this place. Now." Tristian is silent for a moment. "And we should collapse the entrance. So no on
"I pray for that brave woman. She's the first one to mount the courage necessary to volunteer for the surgery.
"The merchants are allegedly enforcing the laws, and fighting against the sales of stolen property. But in fac
Tristian pretends to be very serious. "Don't you know? I have very expressive eyes." The priest squints his bl
Tristian lowers his head. His voice is barely audible. "So this is how highly you value your merchants' comfor
"Now to the bad news. The guards arrested a few citizens, organizers of riots in the wealthy quarter. You must
Tristian steps away, embarrassed.
"We may not be wholly to blame, but Eimar is not entirely guilty. Others lives hang in the balance. It is only
Tristian lowers his head. "No doubt. I just didn't want to see you get your hands dirty on this drunkard."
"A helpful hand opens many doors." Tristian glances at you warmly. "You know that better than most."
"Enough, Ruthgert. It's only your pride and despair talking. The Goddess will not return. She used the Kingdom
"What… how… Your Grace? A moment ago, I was with Jhod, and suddenly I heard your voice calling my name…"
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