>>6135281>“I’ve seen the way you check the dunes for any signs of trouble. The amount of preparation that you’ve put into a supposedly routine trip, and then there was that pirate captain’s comments about having been set up. May had also told me your cabin on the ship was locked up tighter than a virgin daughter. And as a personal hunch, you seem a little too qualified to be playing simple errand boy. I watched you sink an entire ship to the bottom of the sea with a single spell. I understand the bar for sorcery may be high in this land, but if you were back in Fodlan, you’d be an Archmage of significant renown for pulling off a feat like that. So, forgive me if I think there may be something more at play here than transporting a few rocks back to the capital.”“You’re suggesting I’m hiding something?” Alvin asks, not giving away any emotion.
>“I think at the very least, a not so insignificant person or persons may want you dead before you make it back to Morfis. As for why that may be the case, perhaps you can inform me?”“Hmm…” Alvin stares off back into the dunes, pondering the question you pose to him. He stays silent for some time, before finally answering. “If we’re to travel together and count on each other as allies, then I suppose it is only fair you know the truth.” He smiles nonchalantly. “You’re correct. I do believe that someone is after my life. What’s more, the culprit is likely someone intimately familiar with the College. They knew the route I’d be traveling by sea, and had those pirates ready to intercept us. And I imagine they’ll likely be looking to throw more bodies at us as we get closer to the capital.”
>A): (React Angrily) What’s the meaning of this? Were you hoping I’d follow along as your bodyguard?>B): Why are these men after your life? >C): (Shrug your shoulders) How unfortunate for them that they didn’t count on my being here. No harm will come to you so long as you guide me to the capital.>D): Write-in 