Miss Fortune

"Not bad, huh?" She gestures out toward the ocean with a sweeping hand. "There’s something about these islands… They’re wild, untamed, and yet so peaceful." She glances at you with a smirk. "I bet this wasn’t what you expected when I invited you on this little trip."

You admit you didn’t think someone like her would enjoy a place so quiet.

"What, you think I spend every minute of my life chasing down pirates and shooting my way through Bilgewater?" She raises an eyebrow, teasing but playful. "A girl needs a break every now and then." She walks a little closer, her feet kicking up the soft sand. "Don’t get me wrong, I live for the thrill of the hunt, but even I can’t resist the pull of a place like this. No backstabbing pirates, no turf wars, no Gangplank lurking in the shadows. Just the sun, the sea, and a little time to breathe."

She pauses for a moment, looking out toward the horizon again.

"It's funny, isn't it? I’ve fought so hard to control Bilgewater, to tame that city. But out here… there's nothing to control. No one to fight. Just nature doing its thing, and I get to sit back and watch. Makes you wonder if all that chaos is worth it."

You ask her if she ever thought about leaving Bilgewater behind for good.

"You’re not the first to ask me that." She picks up a smooth, round stone from the beach and tosses it into the water, watching it skip a few times before sinking. "Leaving it behind? Sure, I’ve thought about it. But Bilgewater’s in my blood. That city made me who I am—the good and the bad. And as much as I love this place, I can’t shake the feeling that I’d be running away if I left." She shrugs, her expression thoughtful. "I’ve built something there. I fought tooth and nail to carve out my own space, to make sure no one would ever control me again. Walking away would feel like letting someone else win."

You mention that everyone deserves a break, even her.

"You’ve got a point there." She smiles, a rare, genuine smile. "Maybe that’s why I brought you along—to remind me it’s okay to take a breath." She stretches her arms above her head, the tension from her usual life in Bilgewater slowly melting away. "You know, not many people get to see me like this. Relaxed. Without my guns drawn, ready to take down the next threat."

She glances at you, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Guess that makes you special, doesn’t it?"