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"The crown thinks it is, for this moment and place. What a horrible being that was", Lindevaile Tindome answers Kaitlyn.
After a short moment, the darkness lifts. Lindvaile Tindome is visibly shaking as she sits on the edge of the boat on the deck. "I... I think it didn't see in the darkness, so, it helped us. But, all the memories, I don't want to do that if I don't have to, so much pain". She looks around, sees everyone in the team on their feet, and nods. "Good, we all made it. But I need light, I need air, maybe it will remove whatever this is", she says, looking at her hands still twisting into plants in her vision.
She goes to stand on the highest point of the deck, facing the wind, and letting it blow in her sky-blue hair, and cleaning her of the dust.
Having cleaned herself from the dust, and composed herself, she returns to
join the others. "Return them to Bhopan, or if they don't want to, to Absalom with us. And I think this belongs still to the Bhopan kingdom treasury", she says and takes off the crown.
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"Aye." Khoumrock intones, gazing out the now simple looking crown. "The people here are going to need everything they can to rebuild. I don't know if you picked up any of their treasures up and on the way out of the palace. I'd think long n'hard about keeping them in light of this... destruction."
The Unsinkable turns and makes the short sail back to Hoba Dukuza. A few of the survivors have decided to find their future in Absalom, but most disembark to rebuild their homeland.
After dropping the Bhopanese citizens off at the now-safe beach, Blackthane assures them that the Pathfinder Society will be sending assistance for recovery, and directs the Unsinkable for Quantium for rest and resupply before beginning the voyage for Absalom.
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Lindevaile Tindome looks at Khoumrock, surprised. "We did notice things on our way here, but we concentrated on getting the crown off the island. I guess the local people would be remember or be better at guessing where the things ended." She looks at the survivors. "Of course we can go back our steps and show what we saw on the way, if it helps in any way. I can stay for a while to help them in any way I can."
She looks at the remains of Qxal. "Before that monstrosity appeared, I liked my time here. Now that it's gone again, I wouldn't mind trying to live a life connected to the nature as is the Bhopan way."
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"Ay. It always takes more and longer to create sometin' then it does to raze it to tha ground." Khoumrock notes. "We'll let Ambrus know your stayin' a bit."
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Back in Absalom, Ambrus Valsin is astonished and concerned by the group's debrief of what transpired in Bhopan. He summons for the Grand Lodge’s masters—Sorrina Westyr, Marcos Farabellus, and Kreighton Shane—at once, stating that the Pathfinders need to begin preparations for an expedition to find the door opened by the Perennial Crown. Regardless, he congratulates you all on a job more than well done, though he confesses some amount of worry regarding the severity of the situation at hand.
He turns to Khoumrock Blackthane and professes a need for level-headed experience leading the Pathfinder Society in the days to come and requests that Blackthane end his retirement for the sixth time, reinstating himself as a venture-captain proper.
Blackthane accepts with a hearty laugh. "Huh, I needs to pay back that thorn-covered wretch for damages done to tha Unsinkable during this last little voyage anyways."