Apocalypse? What now?
Berun was troubled as the crew left the land of the Cronks. There was pressure on him from Gul and Brun, the cleric, to use his skills for their ends. Why must the damn captain get all the glory? Some called him Vhaeraun’s champion. Berun merely saw another Drow noble lording it over those he felt beneath him. "I am Drow too” thought Berun,”and I shall choose my own path.” He decided to jump ship at the first opportunity.
Once back in the neighbourhood of Tradetown, The Despair landed in an isolated spot and the crew made temporary camp. As they prepared a fire, began to settle down for the night and set the watches, no one noticed the shadowy figure disappearing into the darkness. Only Gorlab, Berun’s ally, knew of his dissatisfaction and future plans.
