"You'll be rewarded for this, Captain," Niah solemnly vowed as she watched the three crew members stare for a moment in shock and confusion, then turn tail and run to follow out their orders. "If we survive this, that is. I need you and your remaining crew to stay here and ready the ship for my family. I'm going to go find them and bring bringing them here. You need to get us to safety." She turned the full attention of her gaze on the captain to make sure he would follow what she said next. "You're not to allow anyone else on this ship, do you understand? Other townspeople are sure to flee here, looking for an escape, but you'll defend this ship with your life. My family is the priority here."<br/><br/>With that, she turned her attention back to Brom. For a moment he would see a flash of something very close to desperation on her face - a symptom of the fear and anxiety which was rising up in her like steam bubbled from a boiling pot of water. She needed his help more than she ever had before. Needed him to stay by her side and support her in this most important of tasks. Yet there was no time to tell him that. All she could do was trust that he would understand without words.<br/><br/>"Come," she said and ran for the gangplank.<br/><br/>And as of yet out of sight, miles from town, the Enemy neared.