Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-11457306-20150329013557

Pris reflected on the conflicting statements she had just heard. She decided there would be no turning them. They had their minds made up, however confused they might be. She would help where she was needed, no more. When they were done, or dead, she would move on. Somewhere on this ruined planet there had to be a group brave enough to do the job right.

She lifted a hand and closed the door with a telekinesis spell, then blew out the candle and lay her head down on the pillow. At least, she started to. She wasn't sure if she actually touched it before she fell asleep.

(Okay, I know when a plan has been shot down.  You're the GM. You do it your way.)