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Fear and reproach. Such were the feelings the public usually held towards her. She was accustomed to being stared at by people in this way, her eyes drifting from the princess to the gathered crowd nearby that huddled in their shelters like frightened animals. The only difference from now and back then was that back then she was just a child, no more powerful than any other. Now, she was...

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Ultimately, it didn't matter. Wvysen was dead all the same. No good was born from arguing as to whether or not to respect her corpse. The memories they still held of her would remain the same no matter what morbid state of decomposition would ultimately hold over this cessation of tissue and mind. Alas, the group bickered. If she were to be honest she half agreed with Benedetto's sentiment, even if it was garbled through the mind-frame of an overgrown child holding a tantrum. They were not here to bring peace or do good on this island, they were here to retrieve a hostage and a holy artifact. That was it.

Still, Trypano wanted to keep the body count down to a minimum as revelling in excess carnage would not only be pointlessly sadistic but waste more time they could be spending getting this mission over with so they could return to ultimately more important endeavors. Just as it is in surgery the longer they spend in executing this mission the worse their situation will become. The element of stealth was gone, the knife has plunged. Their only choice was to operate quick before more life is lost.

Her attention snapped to the princess as she came to, taking note of Onarr's distant cries as well. Her input was important as they needed to find out where the crew of the Maria Nera was situation, the more details the better.

[color=Crimson]"Tell us what you know about them while I mend our remaining member. We can plan our approach at the same time."[/color]

Not one to cool her heels for long she started towards the beach. She glanced back over to their fallen colleague. It was a shame really: They were the only person who knew what had become of Penny. Now they were going to have to search for her on a cold track. Still, if what she suspected was true then odds are they weren't going to have to look far from their main target in order to find her too. For better or for worse. She stopped a moment to address Ismette's concerns.

[color=Crimson]"Don't worry, there will be plenty of need for your skills outside of direct combat. With Benedetto gone we have one less reason to split up. While I tend to our colleague there the princess can brief us on her kidnappers and where they are staying so we can come up with a plan for retrieving the item we came for. Killing the captain is optional, leaving without the item and the princess is not... At least, not unless we are faced with almost certain failure and must escape with our loses, such as they are."[/color]

She motioned for the remainder of her colleagues to follow as she started for the beach once more to go fix the injuries Onarr sustained.

[color=Crimson]"Come. Let us not let their deaths go in vain."[/color]

Times of urgency rewarded the cold, the precise and the driven. She was all three and she needed the rest to be so too if they were to stand any chance of succeeding without further casualties.

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