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[b][color=01F0FF]Time:[/color][/b] Evening
[b][color=01F0FF]Location:[/color][/b] Sailing aboard [i]The Righteous Tern[/i]
[b][color=01F0FF]Interactions:[/color][/b] Rue[@Potter]
[b][color=01F0FF]Equipment:[/color][/b][url=https://www.dndbeyond.com/avatars/thumbnails/7/223/1000/1000/636284734857745454.jpeg]Sword[/url], hunting knife, a backpack with supplies, and a stoat named Raze who naps in the pocket of his vest. 
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[color=01F0FF]“Luum is strange, even for an elf,”[/color] Bowyn mulled over his thoughts for a moment. [color=01F0FF]“And I trust his loyalties but I wouldn’t count on him to risk his life for any of ours, not even Bardulf. I think Luum values himself over anyone else.”[/color] Bowyn’s thoughts lingered on Luum for another moment, the elf had gifted him a levitation ring. An action he couldn’t quite make sense of still. Was it just a gift, a veiled insult, or an attempt to buy loyalty? Maybe Luum just wanted him vexed trying to figure out the reason behind it. He shook his head, he’d have to figure that out later. 

[color=01F0FF]“But Zeva? She barely knows what she’s getting into. She might sell us all out the second things get dicey. Probably got a nice family, bright future up ahead, you think someone like that’s going to put that all at risk?”[/color] Bowyn asked, he took in deep breath of cold, briny air. Bringing Zeva into the group was yet another of Luum’s decisions he didn’t understand. [color=01F0FF]“She knows what Bardulf can do, knows too much about us. We have to keep a close eye on her, can’t give her any chance to betray us.”[/color] 

He felt the carefree breaths of Starfire as she followed the path of the ship. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d breathed that easy. 

[color=01F0FF]“The real question is, what do you make of Bridget?”[/color][/color]