Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170129233222/@comment-5255416-20170219200427

Taura watched as the others received their upgrades, wondering if this was some kind of joke. These were not at all the kind of 'upgrades' she had expected. Weapons and armor were not even close to what she had desired. She tried to rationalize this, perhaps she would receive the true reward when she finished the job and this was just a means to help her fulfill that goal. It was either that, or her worst fears were confirmed and the Monk was either incapable or unwilling to fulfill the promise.

When the Monk turned to her last, she quickly erased the disappoint from her face. She figured that she should let him upgrade something to prevent any arguing about it, but she had no intent on giving him any of her possessions. Instead, she walked up to one of the dead trees, tore off a branch, and presented it to him.

The Monk took the branch and examined it. The item seemed to bring him to a momentary pause, though whether it was from curiosity or confusion could not be read on his blank face. All that could be inferred was that he was studying this simple branch longer than he probably should have needed to.

When he finally finished looking at the branch, he handed back to Taura immediately. It did not appear that he had done anything; the branch looked the same as when she handed it to him. Did he simply refuse to give her an upgrade?

To those that could see her face, Taura and the Monk appeared to exchange looks of understanding, and then Taura turned from the group.

"Our business is finished for the evening. I trust you all can setup camp on your own while I go explore the island."

It did not seem to matter whether their business really was finished, as Taura began to walk away from the group regardless. To those that had been there previously, they would know exactly where she was heading.