Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170529212436/@comment-7262318-20170605022330

(Power of the Voice huh?)

Alexedes and Marsik had broke off from the group and gone back to Phantom, who was still at his table. He hadn't moved.

"What have they discussed?" He asked.

"Nothin'. We got into some argument about dragons and explosive arrows," Marsik shook his head. "Oh, and uh... Dark Elf chick over there talks through her mind."

"Hm..." Phantom mused.

"The option to abandon ship and solve this problem on our own is still on the table," Marsik said. "I mean, we'd probably have brought this ship down already is these guys weren't slowing us down."

"Ever the humble one," Phantom said. "If you want to go solve this on your own, the door is there. You're free to go."

Marsik glanced over at the door, and back to Phantom. "Why are you so willing to stick with these guys."

"We're facing the apocalypse, and it's army," Phantom said. "We won't abandon any allies in this conflict. Unity is key."

Marsik rolled his eyes. "Yeah, unity... We can all die together, dancing around the campfire singing Ragnar the Red. But we'll be unified!"

He rose up and went for the door. "I need some fresh air..."

"You need a lot more than that," Alexedes murmured.