Scenario:Lamretta - Lamretta Returns

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Lamretta Returns

Lamretta explains that she bumped into a fellow abbey sister shortly after running off and has been retraining as a nun herself. A calm washes over them as they clear up any misunderstandings, but Lamretta freezes up when the other sister tells her to visit her parents.



After a joyful reunion with the crew, Lamretta ushers them into a room in the abbey.
Another nun is already sitting in wait, and she offers a simple nod as the crew enters.
Lamretta: This sister used to mentor me during my time at the abbey.
Senior Nun: It is a pleasure to meet you all. You've gone to the trouble of watching over Lamretta, it seems.
Lyria: It was no trouble at all! She helped us a lot too!
Senior Nun: Please, you needn't downplay your efforts. Lamretta has told me all about her antics up to this point.
Lamretta: Ahaha... Yep, she knows everything.
Lamretta: The day we landed on the island, I got drunk and fled the ship. She happened to find me collapsed in the street and took me in.
Lamretta: I was going to return to the ship after I felt better, but I couldn't face you guys knowing that my drinking was to blame again.
Lamretta: All of the sisters here were so worried about me...
Lamretta: It felt wrong to snub their kindness, so I confessed everything that's happened up till now.
Rackam: Everything, huh...
Lamretta: Like how I worked at a tavern after I left the abbey, got fired for drinking on the job, and joined the crew when I had nowhere else to go.
Lamretta: Then I caused more trouble after getting tricked by some guy during a drinking contest.
Vyrn: Yeah, that pretty much sums it up...
Senior Nun: Her adventures are beyond our wildest dreams.
Lyria: What did the abbey do after Lamretta ran away?
Vyrn: We never learned the details since she couldn't remember.
Senior Nun: On that day, Lamretta finished her glass and stumbled out of sight.
Senior Nun: I'm ashamed to admit we all thought one glass could do no harm. We assumed she had gone to wash up.
Lamretta: I made a beeline for the cellar and finished every last drop in there. The rest, as you know, is history...
Senior Nun: We were beside ourselves thinking she had been kidnapped, and we quickly summoned as much help as we could to search for her.
Senior Nun: But over time I feared the worst. All I could do was pray for her safety and hope we'd meet again someday...
Lamretta: Yeah, after I told everyone the whole story, they were just happy to see me again.
Lamretta: I realized the error of my ways, so I figured I'd give the abbey another shot!
Lamretta: Abiding by the rules, clean eating, performing abbey duties...
Lamretta: I vow to live a life of discipline while I rediscover my true self!
Rackam: That's all well and good, but aren't you bitin' off more than you can chew?
Senior Nun: It may be hard to believe, but this is the Lamretta we've known since her first day at the abbey.
Lyria: Now that I think about it, she did mention how she lived a clean life and never used to drink.
Lamretta: Yep! You're looking at the real Lamretta! That drunkard of old was a fleeting phase! I've practically kicked the habit!
Lyria: Practically?
Lamretta: Well, you know, it's not like I want to swear off drinking altogether.
Lamretta: Oh, that reminds me! I meant to tell you something, (Captain)!
Lamretta: I'm really sorry for drinking the wine shipment that was supposed to be delivered!
Lamretta hangs her head in remorse. The crew, having already surmised this was the reason for her flight from the ship, show no surprise.
Lamretta: Huh? You're not mad?
Rackam: Um, here's the thing, Lamretta. The booze you drank? It was purchased for the crew and had nothin' to do with the job.
Lamretta: You're kidding me! But that was definitely the abbey's exclusive brew.
Lamretta: I don't remember ever seeing it put up for sale, so how'd it get off the island?
Senior Nun: In the wake of your disappearance, rumors about thieves targeting the alcohol began to spread around town.
Senior Nun: Eventually there was enough demand from people wanting to try such a tasty drink that we started selling it.
Vyrn: Why order the booze from a different island when you could buy it straight from the abbey? Doesn't make sense.
Rackam: That stuff fetches a pretty price too. Knowing your tendencies for trackin' down the good stuff, I guess we shoulda seen this coming.
Lamretta: Wait, wait, wait. I was beating myself up because I jumped to the wrong conclusion?
Lamretta: Although it was my fault for getting wasted, I can't help but feel dejected...
  1. You shouldn't drink what isn't yours.
  2. All's well that ends well.


Choose: You shouldn't drink what isn't yours.

Lamretta: You're so right, Captain. I'm sorry, Rackam.
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Choose: All's well that ends well.

Lamretta: I guess if I hadn't gotten into the stockroom, I wouldn't have been able to reflect on my actions, huh? That's sort of a silver lining...
Lamretta: Sigh, but I'm still sorry for drinking without asking first.

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Rackam: I think she's been through enough and learned her lesson. Why don't we leave it at that, (Captain)?
The sister watches (Captain) nod and bursts into a warm smile.
Senior Nun: How fortunate of Lamretta to have found such gracious crew members. Once again you all have my sincerest thanks.
Senior Nun: When I found her in the street, my thoughts went to a dark place.
Senior Nun: But after hearing her travel tales, it's clear to me that she has grown as a person.
Senior Nun: Lamretta. From this point forward, can I count on you to help your friends on their journey to the best of your ability?
Lamretta: Y-yes, Sister! I will give it my all!
Lyria: I'm happy to hear you say that, Lamretta. I thought for sure you'd made up your mind to stay here forever.
Vyrn: I never doubted for a second it'd all work out in the end! Now we can hit the road again, just like old times!
Rackam: Yep. And somebody's gonna have to work extra shifts to make up for the time she's missed!
Lamretta: Ahaha... Can you at least space it out?
A relaxed mood blankets the room, only to be ruined by what the sister says next.
Senior Nun: Before you leave, Lamretta, I think this would be the perfect opportunity for you to drop in and see your parents.
Lamretta: Urk.
As the crew watches the color drain from Lamretta's face, they realize they're about to be caught in yet another storm.

Lamretta Returns: Scene 2

Lamretta trembles in fear at the thought of her angry father, a man of the cloth who was always very stern with her. After some persuasion from (Captain) and company, Lamretta finally agrees to returning home for a visit.



Lamretta had not planned on visiting her parents. Her voice quivers as she asks the sister about them.
Lamretta: H-how are they doing?
Senior Nun: They're living quietly on the edge of town in their manor.
Senior Nun: I know you find it difficult to face them, but please go say hello, and tell them what you're up to.
Senior Nun: They're your parents. Of course they're worried about you.
Lamretta: I-I can't! I just can't! Do you know what my dad's going to say? He'll get so mad he won't be able to see straight!
The once calm Lamretta clutches her shoulders, shivering with dread.
Senior Nun: Sigh... After all these years, you still can't deal with your father.
Lyria: He's a member of the clergy, right? What's he like?
Senior Nun: In brief, he's a stern but kind man.
Lamretta: Uh-uh, a few words won't cut it! He's super scary and makes everyone repent with an iron fist!
Senior Nun: Now, now, let's not give off the wrong impression. It's true he takes a hard line on troublemakers and drunkards.
Senior Nun: But he never shuns the poor souls who have lost sight of the righteous path. His kind hand reaches out to everyone.
Lamretta: Everyone except me...
Senior Nun: I think that's his way of showing tough love. He only wanted what was best for you.
Rackam: You hear stories all the time 'bout how parents are harder on their own kids and such.
Rackam: Could totally imagine your dad blowing a gasket if he saw the Lamretta we know.
Lamretta: Thank you, Rackam! That's what I've been saying!
Rackam: Wait, I'm not finished. You can't argue that your parents aren't worried either. Surely there's no harm in sayin' hello, right?
Vyrn: My thoughts exactly. If you're that worried about it, you could, like, avoid touchin' alcohol forever...
Senior Nun: If you agree to meet them, I will help you set the record straight about your drinking.
Lamretta: A-are you really making me go through with this? No, no, no! Please! Anything but that!
All eyes in the room stare at Lamretta in silence.
Lamretta: Ngh, so much pressure... There's no escaping this, is there?
It's not as if the group had conspired with each other beforehand, but they all nod in unison.
Lamretta: I'm sooo dead! Save your crewmate, (Captain)!
  1. What if this is part of the job?
  2. Don't let an opportunity pass you by.


Choose: What if this is part of the job?

Lamretta: You sound like you mean business!
Lamretta: Ngh, I don't wanna be left behind, but I don't wanna go home either...
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Choose: Don't let an opportunity pass you by.

Lamretta: (Oof! (Captain) sounds so imposing... I shouldn't take those words lightly...)

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Lamretta: Okay, I get it. I really do. But when I play out the reunion with Dad in my head, my stomach gets all screwy...
Lamretta: Aaah, it's completely and utterly impossible! I can just hear him yelling at me for running off on a journey!
Lamretta: Especially after all those lectures about how cloistering in the abbey is more important than anything else!
Lyria: Um, this is just my opinion, but you shouldn't worry so much about what he thinks.
Lamretta: Wh-why not?
Lyria: You've been listening to people's problems and helping them out ever since you returned to the abbey.
Lyria: To me that proves what an amazing sister you are!
Lyria: I just can't see him being angry toward you without considering all the facts.
Rackam: We'll be there to vouch for ya too if needed.
Vyrn: Yeah, we'll be right behind you! No way we'd abandon a friend!
Senior Nun: I will go on ahead to the manor and notify your parents of your return.
Senior Nun: That will give them time to collect their thoughts.
Lamretta: You guys...
Lamretta: If my sister is willing to stick her neck out for me, then I'll... I'll go back home!
Lamretta: Uh oh... I'm imagining the future again... Ugh, here comes the nausea...
The anxious nun groans and clutches her stomach, but nothing can stop the inevitable family reunion.

Lamretta Returns: Scene 3

Lamretta's parents are overjoyed to see their daughter back home. When Lamretta and her father get some alone time, he apologizes for being so strict with her growing up, then takes out something special to celebrate.



After the sister returns from notifying Lamretta's parents, the crew finally sets out for the manor.
Lamretta: (Each step closer to home makes my stomach churn even worse! Feels like I woke up after a really bad night out!)
Lamretta: (I'm begging you, tummy, please don't make a mess of things!)
Lyria: Wow, is that your house, Lamretta? The one with the huge gate?
Vyrn: Hey, who're the people standing by it?
Lamretta: It's my parents!
Lyria: They must've been waiting for you once they heard the news!
Lamretta's face is full of anxiety, but she wills herself forward.
They finally arrive at the gate and are greeted by Lamretta's parents.
Lamretta's Father: Lamretta? Is that really you?
Lamretta's Mother: Oh my goodness! How you've grown!
Lamretta: Mom, Dad... I—
Lamretta's Father: Thank the gods you're alive!
Her parents smother her in hugs before she can say any more.
Lamretta's Mother: I was afraid I'd never get to see you again! Oh, sweetie, I'm so glad you're here!
Lamretta's father tears up at the sight of his wife bear-hugging their daughter.
Embraced by her parents for the first time in a long time, Lamretta can barely speak.
Lamretta: Sniff... I... I'm...
Lamretta: I'm hooome!
And with that exclamation, Lamretta returns the hugs with one of her own.
Rackam: Yep, nothin' to worry about.
Lyria: Sniff... Uh-huh... What a precious moment.
Lamretta's Mother: You all must be the crew that's been protecting our little girl.
Lamretta's Mother: Are you hungry? Why don't you come inside? It's right around time for lunch.
Lamretta's Father: Yes, come eat with us. We were looking forward to hearing your stories.
Rackam: It'd be rude to turn down such hospitality, and I bet Lamretta has lots of things she wants to talk about too.
Lamretta: Thanks, Rackam!
Lamretta's Mother: Fantastic! I was worried I'd made too much, but now I'm glad I did. Come, come! Everyone inside!
With the jubilant mother directing traffic, the crew steps through the magnificent doors of the Lamretta family estate.
Lyria: Mmm! Your cooking is so delicious!
Lamretta's Mother: Aw, thank you, dear. There's plenty more where that came from, so I don't want to hear any excuses. You eat up too, Lamretta.
Lamretta: I-I will!
Lamretta digs in at her mother's urging, savoring the blissful lunch with friends and family.
Lyria: Really? You were the ones who made the delivery request?
Lamretta's Father: Not too long ago, an acquaintance told us that they spotted Lamretta boarding an airship in Port Breeze.
Lamretta's Father: We checked with a contact and found out the ship belonged to your crew.
Lamretta's Mother: Sorry for giving you the runaround, (Captain).
Vyrn: It's all good! As skyfarers, we focus on gettin' the job done right, whatever that might be!
Lamretta's Father: I appreciate that. Still, I never could've imagined my little girl as a skyfarer...
Lamretta: Haha... I bet you were hoping I'd study harder at a place with more discipline, huh?
Lamretta's Father: It's plain to see you've racked up quite a bit of valuable experience.
Lamretta: Oh, really? Ehehe...
Lamretta's Father: Of course I had my concerns as well. I heard someone say they saw you get drunk and started beating up hoodlums with a wine bottle...
Rackam: ...!
Lamretta: Ahaha... What a strange case of mistaken identity...
Lamretta's Mother: I wouldn't mind having a strong, capable daughter like that woman.
Lamretta's Mother: Oh, by the way, would you all like to spend the night? There's still much to catch up on.
Lamretta's Mother: And I'm dying to whip up a fancy home-cooked dinner for new guests.
Lamretta's Father: Yes, it'd be our pleasure as hosts. That is if you don't have anywhere else to be?
Lyria: I don't think we'll be getting new requests any time soon, so it should be okay. Right, (Captain)?
(Captain) nods, then looks Lamretta's way.
Lamretta: W-well, if you insist! Um, I mean, it is okay, yeah?
Vyrn: If it means I get to stuff myself with your mom's awesome cookin', then I'm all in!
Lamretta's Mother: Oh, Vyrn! Putting the pressure on me already, are we? I know the perfect apple dish that won't disappoint!
Lyria: We'll help you in the kitchen!
Rackam: Yeah, and if there's any heavy lifting that needs to be done, I'm your man.
Lamretta's Mother: Well, isn't this my lucky day! Hm, now what can I have you do?
Lamretta's mother and the crew exit the dining room to get dinner ready, leaving Lamretta alone with her father.
Lamretta: (Gasp! Was that a ploy to give us room to talk?)
Lamretta's Father: That's a fine captain you're following. Young, yet capable.
Lamretta: Yeah, I know. And really strong and kind too!
Lamretta's Father: No doubt (Captain) won't lead you astray, and for that, I'm grateful.
Lamretta's father nods to himself as he talks. Suddenly he lets out a deep sigh and looks at his daughter.
Lamretta's Father: When I heard the news that you'd disappeared from the abbey, I feared it was because you hated me.
Lamretta's Father: Putting you in the abbey from a young age and giving you the same harsh treatment at home was my idea of bringing you up right.
Lamretta's Father: It never even occurred to me how it negatively affected you. That regret stuck with me and never went away.
Lamretta's Father: You said leaving the island and becoming a skyfarer was for self-improvement, but that's a lie, isn't it?
Lamretta: (Gulp... Technically he's right, but he's got the wrong idea!)
Lamretta's Father: That's all right. You don't have to say anything. In the end you became a lovely young woman and returned home safely.
Lamretta's Father: It's entirely on me to apologize for my failure as a father. I'm sorry.
Lamretta: Please don't hang your head, Dad! I was the one who left without saying anything! I was the one who never got in touch, not even once!
Lamretta: It's my fault for making you guys sick with worry... I'm the one who's really sorry!
Lamretta's Father: No, don't be. I'm just glad to see your face again.
Lamretta's Father: Besides, you've experienced more on your journey than you ever could have from being cooped up in the abbey.
Lamretta's Father: So keep flying those blue skies. Help the downtrodden and guide the lost. And look after (Captain) and the others.
Lamretta: I... I will!
Lamretta: (But I still have to tell him the whole truth, or else I can't say I've changed!)
Lamretta's Father: So, now that you're an adult, I have something to give you.
Lamretta's Father: Hopefully you'll like this stuff.
Her father walks over to a cabinet and grabs a glossy object from its shelf.
Lamretta: ...!
What Lamretta sees in her father's hand sends a shock through her body.

Lamretta Returns: Scene 4

Lamretta's father, who turns out to be a big drinker himself, unwinds with his daughter over bottles upon bottles of liquor. All gather for a family dinner later. The next morning, Lamretta's parents see her off, encouraging her to continue her adventures with the crew.



Lamretta: (Is that a bottle of spirits? I've never seen that brand before! Judging by the label, I can tell it's a good one!)
Lamretta's Father: From the time I sent you off to the abbey, I've been dreaming of the day I get to share a toast with my little Lamretta.
Lamretta's Father: And now look at you. I couldn't be prouder. I'd say that's a good enough reason to pop the cork, wouldn't you?
Lamretta: Y-yeah... I never really pegged you for a drinker though...
Lamretta's Father: It only seems that way because I kept it secret. Do you drink at all?
Lamretta: Ah, erm... H-here and there...
Lamretta's Father: Sure, sure. Then let's start you off with about this much...
Lamretta: (Aaaah! I can feel the love that went into this brew from one single whiff!)
Lamretta: (This is a disaster! If I swallow this, I'll go on a drinking spree!)
Lamretta: (Ah, but surely a tiny sip couldn't—no, no, no! Dad still doesn't know the other side of me! I can't drink this yet!)
Lamretta: Wait, Dad! Before we toast, there's one more thing you ought to know...
Lamretta's Father: Come on, we can discuss it while we drink. Here. This is for you, Lamretta.
Holding the glass in her hand, the aroma wafting from the alluring red liquid invades her nose.
Lamretta: (I can't... take it... anymore!)
Lamretta: (Get into my belly!)
Lamretta: Glug, glug, glug...
Lamretta: Mmm! That's the stuff!
Her taste buds light up with joy. She lets out a squeal and downs glass after glass after glass.
Lamretta's Mother: If only you kids and your energy could help around the house all year long. We prepared a roaring feast in no time flat!
Lamretta's Mother: Maybe I'll keep posting job requests for your crew whenever I need chores to be done...
Rackam: Haha, if it's listed on the job board, we'll check it out—
Vyrn: What was that!
Lamretta's Mother: Did something break? I'd better go take a look.
Lyria: Wait! What if it's a monster or a burglar?
Rackam: Yeah, we'll go first. C'mon, (Captain).
Rackam: (Lamretta and her pops are over there... Let's hope nothin' crazy happened...)
Vyrn: Uh oh! I think this wine bottle was already empty before it broke!
Lyria: But Lamretta didn't bring any drinks with her today!
Rackam: I'm pretty sure she hasn't had a drop after leaving the ship either...
???: Hewwo... You guys lookin' for me?
Vyrn: Yeesh! You are done for the night! What happened here? Where's your dad?
???: Did shombody call fer Paparetta?
The Three: Huh?
Lamretta's Father: I'm sho happy I met you guys. Seriously. I'm tearin' up over here!
Lamretta's Father: Not to mention Lamby's return feels like I've been given a new lease on life! Waaah!
Lamretta's Father: And ya know what else? Her fleein' the abbey wasn't because she hated me!
Lamretta: Right on, Papa! The hooch made me do it!
Lamretta's Father: Sniff... But still... You didn't wanna come home because you were afraid o' me.
Lamretta's Father: I don't deserve to share this drink with you! Sniff... I'm so sorry!
Lamretta: Don't worry about the past, Papa! Let's guzzle away the bad memories together!
Lamretta's Father: That's my girl! I couldn't have asked fer a better daughter!
Lamretta: Oh, Papa... Hearin' you shay that... I'm gonna bawl! Waah!
The two hug, and go on to cause a scene that's equal parts heartwarming and bewildering.
Lamretta's Father: Don't cry, Lamretta! Let Papa—sniff—do the cryin' fer the both of us!
Lamretta: No, that's my job, Papa! But you know—sniff—all this cryin' makes the alcohol feel left out!
Lamretta: Let's pull ourselves together and keep it company!
Lamretta's Father: Hear, hear! Another glass!
Lamretta's Father: C'mere, Rackam, and shelebrate a reconshiliation between father and child! Thish is yers! Take it!
Rackam: Wha? I don't—
Lamretta: No fussin', Racky! Are you gonna reject Papa's offer?
Rackam: I didn't say no, I just wanna know what's goin' on first before I—
Lamretta: Let the shpirits do the talkin'! It's sho good, I swear! Time to crank up the party in this house!
Lamretta's Father: I haven't forgotten about the rest of yer crew either! Ta-da! Fresh juice for the young'uns!
Lamretta's Father: It's so sad and lonely to drink solo... Do an old man a favor and regale him with stories about his pride and joy!
Lamretta's Mother: Oh dear. I had a feeling this would happen...
Lamretta's Mother: Get over here, hubby! What kind of example are you setting for the children! Honestly!
Lamretta's mother drags her husband away and plops him down in a seat across from where Lamretta is sitting.
Lyria: Um... Sh-should we...
Lamretta's Mother: I'm sorry about them. Quite a scene to stumble onto, no?
Vyrn: Eh, that was kinda weird, but we've seen... similar stuff enough times before.
Lamretta's Mother: So this isn't the first time Lamretta has acted this way.
Lamretta's Mother: The apple doesn't fall far from the tree as they say.
Vyrn: Sounds about right from what we just saw...
Lamretta's Mother: To be fair, everyone on his side of the family loves to drink.
Lamretta's Father: Indeed! Don't get me wrong, as a man of the cloth, I usually don't go whole-hog on the hooch... Glug, glug...
Lamretta's Mother: But when they do, this is how it turns out. I like to sit back and watch.
Vyrn: Yeah, this is definitely an at-home kinda thing...
Lamretta's Father: I can't help it! When the liquor flows, so do my tears! Aaah... I feel so warm and fuzzy!
Lamretta's Father: Mix in my little girl's homecoming and you got a recipe fer joyous sobs of epic proportions! Waaah!
Lamretta: Dry those eyes, Papa! I ain't gonna be selfish and run away no more! Glug, glug...
Lyria: Oh! Did you find out the real reason why Lamretta disappeared from the abbey?
Lamretta's Father: I did indeed! But there's always that naggin' voice in the back of yer head!
Lamretta's Father: Thankfully my daughter met an amazing crew that took her in. I'm the luckiest dad who ever lived!
Lamretta's Father: Gosh, I can't stop crying... So much joy gushin' out at once... The flood of tears and liquor can't be stopped!
Lamretta: You're not alone, Papa! Me and Racky'll keep ya company!
Rackam: Say what? Um, sure, I don't mind a drink or two...
Lamretta: Yeah, Racky! Chug, chug!
Rackam: Speaking of liquor, that's quite the selection you got there, sir! Are they all yours?
Lamretta's Father: Yep! My family's been collectin' the best shtuff for generations! This isn't even all of it!
Lamretta's Father: I got plenty, so grab whatever catches yer fancy, Rackam! Wait, can I call you Racky?
Lamretta's Mother: Leave the drinks for now. Let's eat before the food gets cold. I'll be right back!
Lyria: Oh! We'll help you carry in the dishes!
Lamretta's mother and the crew get busy setting the table and bringing in dinner.
Drinks, food, and smiles are passed around the table as her parents learn more about Lamretta's escapades with the crew.
Lamretta's Father: Snore...
Rackam: No more... I'm done, Paparetta...
Lamretta: What a bunch of weaklings. I'm just getting shtarted!
Lamretta's Mother: Goodness, she's still chugging along after everyone's done... She must've gotten her tolerance from me.
Lamretta's Mother: I'd better cover up Rackam and my husband before they catch colds.
Following her maternal instincts, she gently drapes quilts over the two conked-out men.
Lamretta's Mother: They say you change with age, but some things never change, like crying yourself to sleep after drinking.
Lamretta's Mother: Even though he didn't have all that much, I guess he couldn't hold his liquor as well after taking such a long hiatus.
Lamretta: Oh? He stopped drinking for a long time? Like ever since the day I was born?
Lamretta's Mother: No, sweetie, he could never hold out for that long. Whenever he did drink though, he'd make sure you didn't see it.
Lamretta's Mother: But after you disappeared, he vowed to never drink again until you came back. We both did.
Lamretta: Paparetta... Mamaretta...
Lamretta's Mother: Let's raise our glasses together as a family some time, okay?
Lamretta: I'd love to! And when we do, we'll need lots and lots of bottles... Yawn...
Lamretta's Mother: Finally caught the sleepy bug? Let me tuck you in.
Lamretta: Heeheehee... I love you guys...
Lamretta sighs softly, falling asleep with a look of happiness on her face.
Her mother watches on with a smile and pulls the covers over her beloved daughter.
Lamretta's Father: I believe you all witnessed an unfortunate scene last night. Ugh, my head...
Lamretta's Mother: Pull yourself together. Your daughter is about to set off into the world again. Any pearls of wisdom you'd like to share?
Lamretta's Father: Um, take it from your father, Lamretta: always drink in moderation.
Lamretta: You too, Dad. I'll definitely write you guys letters whenever I can!
Lamretta's Mother: Good. She's a handful, but please take care of my daughter, everyone.
  1. Will do!


Choose: Will do!

Lamretta's Father: I shall pray for many blessings upon your journey.
Lamretta's Father: I just know Lamretta will pull her weight.
Lamretta's Father: Oh, and if you happen to come across any good liquors, it'd make my day if you could send a bottle my way.
Lamretta: I've gotcha covered! I know quite a few hooch experts in the crew!
Lamretta: So look forward to my care packages!
Lamretta's Father: Great, I can't wait.
Lamretta's Mother: Watch what you eat and stay safe, okay? And to the crew, whatever happens out there, feel free to stop by at any time.
Lyria: Thank you! I'd love to try more of your cooking!
Vyrn: We'll send you any tasty goodies we find along with Lamretta's alcohol choices!
Rackam: Lookin' forward to clinkin' glasses with you again, but promise me you won't push me as hard next time. Urp...
The crew bid the happy parents a final farewell and head back to the road.
Lamretta's Parents: Have a safe trip!
Lamretta: See you later!
Lamretta waves goodbye to her first home, before setting her sights on her second home, the Grandcypher.
And so the runaway nun's long escape from her past finally comes to an end.