Unseen. Unheard. Unnoticed. That is how you get through Gotholga. Or at least how Rowen Holden gets through Gotholga. On the hour-long ride down, all Rowen is doing is thinking; planning. Planning everything from escape from here to escape from the Last Call. Because planning is how you survive.

The constant thrum of the lift kept him alert, and he needed to be. When he got off, he saw a quick mark on the wall. Meaningless, yet one of the most meaningful, Rowen thought with a quick chuckle.

Walking to the bar he was rather calm, collected, and most of all, careful. Asking very low for the “Old Man” he was on edge the entire time, ready to run. At their third floor, he opened the door and sat down. Taking all of this information in, he cracks a smile. “One question. How do you know you can hold out till we get back?” He turns to Biff, he’s says, “Why would I be the leader, and not someone with combat experience that’s not hiding and retreating. Someone who can succeed.”
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