Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-5543592-20131228050943

Daithi climbed the mast swiftly to the crow's nest, and relaxed, setting his bad leg in a comfortable position as he watched Nirn's twin moons dance across the skin. He lit his pipe and smoked his last bit of grub.

"We're so gunna die." He said before laughing sourly to himself.