Moonflower rejoins your group, stowing her newly repaired dagger safely into her satchel. You then resume your stroll around Amblerta, now headed northward to the port area.
As you walk, you ask Furia Storm if she knows the whereabouts of other sirens in need of help. She shoots you an incredulous glare.
Furia Storm: “You’re asking me? I don’t even know where I am, or where I’m from, and I’ve been stuck out here for what, hundreds of years? What do you think?”
Sensing the siren’s rising frustration, you quickly apologize and drop the subject. She snorts indignantly, but her expression softens a little. You decide to let a moment pass.
Soon, the waterfront comes into view. You glance over at the docks where a seadog once stood, and find that the letter and slice of cake you left there are long gone, but their recipient is nowhere to be seen.
Boards creak under your hooves as you make your way to the edge of a wooden pier. There, you take a seat between your friends, and begin to watch seagulls circle overhead as they patiently wait for the right moment to borrow a fisher’s catch.
Turning to Furia Storm, you finally break the silence to ask where her newfound freedom will take her next. She hesitates.
Furia Storm: “It’s been so long, I guess I won’t be getting my revenge after all, so… (sigh) I just want to go home.”
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