General's Orders, Captain's Duty

"Never think it again." Safrin said, her softly probing magic snatching the words of rebuke and upset from Roana's mind. "It should have been none of you. The detonation of the creature ... I would not have thought her to have had the forethought, all those years ago..." With a sigh, the goddess shook her head appearing weary and yet as solid as marble. "No my dear, you are undeserving of the bounty you have placed on your own head. You are strong Roana and capable of much, but you cannot control the world. Especially not this one." Closing her eyes for a moment, the goddess rallies. Whatever weakness fell over her and having healed the captain seemed alleviated, if only for the moment. "I take it you have come about the Spire?" Safrin the devil is not as black as he is painted