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ROANA

”Many. Many, many times.” Roana said with a light laugh. ”Waiting for her to come to me is the most recent iteration of my attempt to find some good will with her.” she explained. He could chide if he wished, but it wouldn’t hurt her any. She knew where she stood with Phoebe and though it was still tenuous it was better than it had been.

She nodded a bit as he expounded on his abilities a bit more. The end of his story seemed much the same of many other Outlanders. X, Y, or Z thing was happening but then they got transported here. ”Sounds about right. Lots of things got put on hold when we were all brought here it seems.” she said quietly, pulling to a stop as he did.

”She threatened to kill my children in order to steal my father’s sword from me.” she said, patting the claymore on her hip. ”It was quite the pain to get back, but I won’t follow orders from a thief and someone who threatens children.” she said, shaking her head. Oh no. Wessex was just as bad as Zariah in her books – worse even because people trusted her. ”The gods. Ludo in particular.” she said, to answer his final question. ”They are focused on balance of the world over all. That is something I can support.”

I hate to break it to ya, babe

but I'm not drowning

there's no one here to save