Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140514001728/@comment-11457306-20140627014730

Enda Kenny wrote: (I've watched playthroughs.)

Raptor whirled around and frowned. "What? That's it? Just going to walk away like that? I thought you had sea sickness anyway." Alyssa stopped and turned back to Raptor. She stepped in close so he could hear her without her raising her voice. "I've got no choice, Raptor, for we ARE fugitives.  The bounty is so high on mine and Endriel's heads that they don't have enough room on the page to write it down.  They'd love to put our heads on the block but if they catch us this time they'll probably just kill us on the spot to keep us from escaping.  Maven is dead.  The Cistern and Flaggon have been burned.  All that remains are the stone walls.  The members have scattered to the four winds.  All I know for certain who are alive are those you saw just now.  If you want to see me live another day--you let me go.  The longer I stand here talking to you is that much closer to the Imperials catching me.

As for seasickness--yes, I have it. As I said--I. Have. No. Choice."