Queenie
Queen of Everything
"Umm, Lola," begins Edvan quietly, "Wot abouts his armor and sword and other personal effects? Or have we gots wot you wanted?"
"If I could guess at to what Rovan was thinking... I would assume he just wanted the armor and weapons for you. He probably figured the Captain would think it cursed and we could get you some free stuff that's probably pretty decent." Lola shrugged. "I'm not a mind reader though. He should have told us before he sent us off!"
"I have to admit, I am very worried about him. What if we can't find the cure in time?"