I'm Elena Fisher, full time journalist and part time adventurer. You might know me from the adventures I've wandered into with a certain tall dark treasure-hunting rogue. I'm here to answer any questions you might have for me.

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Chloe is an amazing person. She could have cut and run back in Nepal and she didn’t, she stayed to help Nate and me fight. Despite having every reason to hate me she was there when I need her most. Without her I honestly wouldn’t be here right now. I am grateful every day for that. In spite of our differences we’ve come to an understanding. Today we are actually pretty close.

Chloe is an amazing person. She could have cut and run back in Nepal and she didn’t, she stayed to help Nate and me fight. Despite having every reason to hate me she was there when I need her most. Without her I honestly wouldn’t be here right now. I am grateful every day for that. In spite of our differences we’ve come to an understanding. Today we are actually pretty close.

Charlie’s one of Nate’s friends. We met shortly after Nate, Sully, and I returned from Nepal. He’s a nice guy but sometimes we find ourselves on shaky ground. You see, Nate can attract boat loads of trouble all on his own but that amount of trouble increases exponentially when you get those two together. He’s worse than Sully!

Charlie’s one of Nate’s friends. We met shortly after Nate, Sully, and I returned from Nepal. He’s a nice guy but sometimes we find ourselves on shaky ground. You see, Nate can attract boat loads of trouble all on his own but that amount of trouble increases exponentially when you get those two together. He’s worse than Sully!

It’s really a mixed bag for me. I remember back on our first adventure, after the initial shock wore off, Nate was the one holding my reins. Up until this last business with Marlowe Nate always seemed to know when to quit. I was the one prodding him forward. So I guess some part of me must must love and long for the type of adventure Nate’s shown me, to embrace the sense of discovery and wonder, but the romanticism wore off and my self-preservation kicked in right around being held at gun point and a grenade blowing up in my face.

It’s really a mixed bag for me. I remember back on our first adventure, after the initial shock wore off, Nate was the one holding my reins. Up until this last business with Marlowe Nate always seemed to know when to quit. I was the one prodding him forward. So I guess some part of me must must love and long for the type of adventure Nate’s shown me, to embrace the sense of discovery and wonder, but the romanticism wore off and my self-preservation kicked in right around being held at gun point and a grenade blowing up in my face.