Re: Rogue Alliance Gaiden
'The Siren'... Serina once freed looked to up only for a speck in the distance, the pirates long gone by now "Damn it!" the rogue grit her teeth in frustration and slammed her fist into the sand a few times. They'll pay for this! Kyra will not be some sort of slave to damned pirates!
Without a single word uttered Serina quickly dashed past the crew, collecting Kyras things aswell as her dagger, before sprinting onboard and into their quarters. It seemed that barely a few minutes would only pass she stepped outside of her quarters, fully decked Whispers Elite armor. The captain was busy, calming down the crew and checking for missing supplies, it was then the rogue approached her "Captain a word." she spoke firmly, devoid of her usual playfullness. The asura turned to her and would follow a few steps aside "Nothing else seems to be missin--" "We need to turn around." Serina interupted the captain midsentence and looked to her firmly, unfortunately with a demand far too steep "Absolutely not, we have direct pact orders. That includes you. I'm sorry, but reaching the outpost has to take priority than chasing an elusive pirate."
The word would make the rogue clench her fists visibly, she knew this would be the answer. Abbandoning the mission like this would only get them all branded as traitors and court-marsahaled for ignoring direct orders...
The rogue silently turned around and walked away "Lightbringer!" the captain called out stopping her "Does she mean that much to you?" Serina would not answer and return to the ship in silence.
As the evening neared the crew finished their tasks at the island and returned to the ship getting ready to depart... until. A clear commotion could be heard below decks, echos of conflict all too clear until the side of the prototyped ship opened a small speed-boat, likely still a prototype escaped from the ship!
One of the crew would swiftly charge into the captains quarters a tad pale and utterly out of breath "Captain! Treason! The Lightbringer she knocked out the men and took your prototype!" the man called out, only for the captain to remain silent looking out of the window "Let her go, we have to save our strength for the enemy." the crewman leaned out at the firm words "But captain... the prototype, you said it can be disabled. The emergency remote swi--" "There is no such thing, crewman. Now return to you duties." the asuran didn't even face the man and kept her gaze distant, the crewman looking down thoughtfully and leaving the quarters. The remains of a asuran-made remote sparkling in the captains trash bin.
That very same evening the crew would continue on their previous task. Serina was not among their ranks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Few days later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lions Arch, the seeming center of Tyria. Be it Asuran, Charr, Human or even Skritt everyone would try their hand at the deals made here. So long as peace remained and order was more or less kept, the city remained a bastion commerce. A place perfect for honest people to aquire the rarest of goods, an offer extended to even the most shady buyers.
Deadlegs Inn was reknown for housing the worst of the worst in town, so long as you had the coin they had the drinks and beds. Just as every night, the inn was packed. Drunkards, pirates, thieves and worse all joined in the festivities, nowhere else could a man see a pirate and thug duke it out in arm-wrestling, nowhere else would an Asuran openly sell his experimental wares, nowhere else could you aquire the most rarest and baned goods in all of Tyria. Drugs, weapons, contracts... slaves.
The bar doors swung openly as a figure wrapped in a black cloth enter it, for how large the cloak was it did little to hide the owners unmistakeable femine sway and to some extent her exceptional form. The stranger would without hesitation move forward and walk straight towards the barkeep. Numerous gazes curiously glancing to the new arrival, while the more experienced visitors stuck to their own affairs.
