You ambushed and killed a slaver caravan on the road along a tropical coast. When you unlocked the slave cart's cage, all the slaves immediately fled on foot in scattered directions with shouts of gratitude and jubilation. All but Cass. She's a big, muscular woman, built like a soldier. She stands at attention before you, hands clasped behind her back, and a cool smile forming at the corners of her lips. Her swollen abdomen buldges out from her tattered clothes. You see the stirrings of twins in her belly. "Appreciate the assist, boss." She speaks with confidence and maintains eye contact. There is a flash of movement across her bump that elicits a sharp inhale from her. "I've got two buns in the oven, and jack shit otherwise. Maybe we can work out a deal?"