The captain, a large green hulking mass, span around. Her jaw jutted out and fangs stuck out at odd angles between her lips, Large floppy ear hung of...the top of her pig bristle head. Her snout steamed. Not the sight a young lad needed to see in mouldy bath robe. The accelerator clock was in the red, a whole 0.25111 of a single G. A buzzing sound indicated a radio transmission from another ship, The Captain span back round and wiped a panel until it was less wet and pressed a button. ‘This is. He stopped by to talk to Sheriff Jackson and explained his part in the fight behind the stable."I know that Cassidy's men started things, but I couldn't prove it so I had to let them leave," Jackson said. "Keeping someone from being killed was about the best I could do. You know you knocked out two of Miles' teeth." He paused and added, "Don't go trying to even the score. Let the law handle it."Dillon nodded his understanding. "I won't go looking for those men or Cassidy." He looked the Sheriff. "Hi, Mister Aakarshan!! Welcome home! Hey, guess what? It's my birthday!"Aakarshan gave her a toothy smile. "Really, Kelsey? How wonderful! Tell me, how old are you today?" I'm fourteen!" Well, we must find some way to celebrate this momentous occasion. Why don't you come in while I find an appropriate gift?"Kelsey followed Mister Aakarshan into his kitchen, and stood by the sink while he stepped into the next room. He returned a couple of minutes later, with a small cardboard box in his. Because we were taking the most direct route to our destination, we hadn't come across any Legion patrols, who always travelled from one supply depot to the next so they could travel safely in small groups.The closer we got to the Dead Trenches, the more overwhelming the sensation of darkspawn got. Duncan assured us that we weren't going to be ambushed, but all of the Wardens got jumpier and jumpier as we approached. The last night, practically on the edge of the Trench, I don't think anyone.