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Though the bounty hunter had never tried to keep her from leaving, Seastorm couldn't help but feel a sense of newfound freedom as they departed the woodland. Too many trees, she thought. She'd felt trapped.

The glen was a difficult terrain to traverse in her state, but even so, a welcome relief. Seastorm was bolder; impatient, even. @Catamaran kept her close, but the assassin still found her moments to slip away and look for trouble. Unfamiliar trouble, she hoped, aware that it would mean her own death if she happened across anyone she knew.