NPC Park
Callie bends over and looks down at him in mild concern. Hey, you aren't going to die on me, are you? Because I'm not a priestess yet, so no healing spells...
NPC Park
Callie bends over and looks down at him in mild concern. Hey, you aren't going to die on me, are you? Because I'm not a priestess yet, so no healing spells...
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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