Cool night air hits Zia as she steps off the dock with the armory chest. Behind her, boots scrape on wet planks, and the Hermit breaks free in a frantic lunge toward the relic.
The Hermit
Give it back! You cannot keep it sealed away!
The Captain of the Guard snaps an arm out, but the Hermit twists past him. Two guards stumble, and the chest jerks heavy in Zia's grip, its iron bands cold through her gauntlets.
The Captain of the Guard
Hold him! Zia, keep moving!
The Hermit reaches for the chest lid. Zia plants her feet, drives him back with brute force, and the guards crash in to seize his shoulders.
The Hermit
No... if it stays with them, the truth stays buried.
With the path clear for a heartbeat, Zia has the relic secured again. The harbor gate stands open ahead, and if she leaves now, First Landing loses its chance to pry any deeper into the chest.
+ New Item Acquired
Armory chest
“I walk away from town, taking the relic with me allowing the man to be captured by the guards.”
SUCCESS (Poor Agility, rolled +2)