[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Toogee]

"Heh, 'No uprising if it doesn't fill your pockets'. A woman after my own heart!" Wratt was starting to like this Renata. He gave an approving nod to the girl. Soon after, however, Lennox interjected with the whole "think of the mages" routine. Just as Wratt feared, this one was the young idealist who didn't know when to shut up and get paid. At least Tiras had the sense to do that. Despite being on a deserted island, the mission was still in danger of failure by one of their own.

"Lenny was it?" Wratt said to Lennox. "You got an awful lot of anti-Imperial sentiment for somebody getting paid with Imperial money. That's not something that's gonna bite us in the ass later, now is it?"

"Now, no one's askin' any of yall to go to church. We'll get there, do the job, get paid, and be on our way. No muss, no fuss."

The dense fog had crept even below deck. It seemed like they were getting close.

"We're almost there," Wratt said as he went above deck.