Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20150102013629/@comment-13615389-20150104233638

The captain had nothing to do during lazy nights like this. He quietly sat at his desk, eating a meal of fish and peas with a bottle of rum. The room was completely silent, save for the occasionally clanking of metal forks and knives against his porcelain plate. He used to falsify business ledgers at this time of night, so nosy customs officers wouldn't get suspicious if they expected the ship whenever he pulled into port. With the current state of affairs, however, he didn't think that, that would be necessary.

The cabin itself wasn't anything fancy. He sat at a mahogany desk near the back of the room, right in front of a large window. There was a double-bed in the corner, with green sheets, and a coat rack beside it. It had the captain's grey overcoat and tricorn hanging off it, though he never really wore the tricorn. Other than the assorted dressers and display cases around, the only other point worth noticing was the large table in the center, with nothing on it but a massive map sprawled over the entirety of it.