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 Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 10:32 am
Gwylen nodded, suitably impressed than he'd managed to get the rum and get back in time. "We should be alright for basics, but more fresh food can never go amiss.." Turnign away to look for Bo she grinned, pleased that everyone was working so well.
"Bo, lets catch some wind and get out of this bay!"
((And those of us on the ship should move over to the ship thread, as we'll be leaving Totuga. Punishments for stowaways should also be considered. ninja ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 2:03 pm
"Man, I can't believe I was shot," No Gain said, wrapping some cloth around his shoulder and chest to compress the gauzy material on his wound. He sat down in an alleyway, grumbling and moaning, gritting his teeth. "Far Reach was there to steal and she got away scott-free and had the nerve to tease me," he said, knowing that he was just being a whinner now. "Damn it, whoever you are, I see to it that you and I match." and he knew just the place to get a boat.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 10:02 pm
So now what am I gonna do, Far Reach thought. She was standing on the dock with plenty fine specimens of ships in front of her. Which one will I take, she played around, walking around the port. They were all nice, all built well, but she wanted that one that was already gone in the horizon. She was using her oar like it was a walking stick and testing the ships' hulls with it. No matter what she did, her head coming back to that ship.
Well, she couldn't blame herself. She hadn't gone to sleep yet and she was dreaming about it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2006 8:57 am
Dessik was reading as usual, some small handbook, not paying attention to his surrounding and yet still had the ability not to run into anyone or anything. He'd been brushing up on ships in this lastest book, "The Tides Of Tomorrow". He hated not knowing something, and so he bought this book in the Carolinas before catching a boat here. He hadn't been abled to read on the boat because he'd been forced to work for his trip and had decided it was for the best because he would learn about the ship first hand and then reinforce what he learned in the book. When he reached the last page and was done, he closed the book and his attention spanned the entire town. It was more than he expected. He readjusted his knapsack full of what else but books, writing utensils, and paper, patted his cloth pocket for some money and headed to an inn.
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