There was a great celebration on the ship Sanctuary III at the moment. The Vault Hunters managed to trap one of the Calypso twins, Troy Calypso, and he was brought back to Sanctuary III awaiting trial.

But now everyone was partying like there was no tomorrow, despite the threat of Tyreen Calypso still hanging over the galaxy. Though everyone was just happy for at least one small victory in what has been a gruesome war so far.

You were not convinced everyone should be celebrating at this point. And while walking through the ship, your curiosity was getting the better of you. While the guards were away you snuck off to the cell, interested in getting a glimpse at the so-called God King.

The ship was quiet and the cell was even dingier, with one flickering yellow light above. Troy Calypso was sitting there with his head down and his hands on his knees. His mechanical arm was busted, barely even working, while his usually clean white vest was ripped. He raised his head and his piercing blue eyes looked at you.

“Here to gawk at the prisoner?” He sneered, a scowl on his bruised face. A thick metal collar around his neck inhibited his siren powers.