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"They're not bad people." she blurted out before she could stop herself. She turned to the man with the silencer-baton, Azzie's 'Dad', which likely makes him a Cardamom big shot, maybe even the Don? Laura collected her thoughts before speaking again in a more respectful tone."No offense Sir, but we've got nothing to hide, so i'll spare you the trouble of a background check."

"The Pilgrims are a collection of immigrants, war refugees, misfits banded together for a mutual chance of survival. Sure, we learned to fight and have a fort in Vale, but that's self-defense and precautions only. We're a neutral faction, and do our best to stay out of Kingdom and Factional politics. All we want is to protect the weak and oppressed, people like slaves, outcasts, people like me."

She addressed the doctor. "You want to know why i helped the slaves? I may not know what slavery is like, but i sure have a damn good idea, and im sick of it! I'm sick of having my entire life dictated by someone else, sick of being threatened into submission, sick of living like a dog and forced to put up with every bullshit instruction!"

Again, her tongue got ahead of her. "But most of all, i'm just sick of being Laura!"