09-29-2019, 06:46 AM
Selina is deep in thought, delicate brows knitted in concentration as she weighs her options.
She had no interest in parleying with a group of undead, regardless of how highly they may view themselves. She wanted to cleanse the cosmos of Undeath, in keeping with the will of her goddess.
But this circumstance had many variable which were forcing her hand towards Betimi's third option. She had a number of non-combatants which she was honor-bound to protect, a group of men-at-arms who deserved to see their true commander home for a proper burial, and needed a way to get them all back home. If she ordered an attack, they would follow her command and, most likely, perish in great numbers with a large amount of damage done to the ship itself. She could not countenance such a choice.
"Very well, I have made my decision. We will retreat, following discretion as the better part of valour, by whatever means necessary."
She had no interest in parleying with a group of undead, regardless of how highly they may view themselves. She wanted to cleanse the cosmos of Undeath, in keeping with the will of her goddess.
But this circumstance had many variable which were forcing her hand towards Betimi's third option. She had a number of non-combatants which she was honor-bound to protect, a group of men-at-arms who deserved to see their true commander home for a proper burial, and needed a way to get them all back home. If she ordered an attack, they would follow her command and, most likely, perish in great numbers with a large amount of damage done to the ship itself. She could not countenance such a choice.
"Very well, I have made my decision. We will retreat, following discretion as the better part of valour, by whatever means necessary."
