Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20140221211800/@comment-5583506-20140307230420

Rikki's log passed along the side of the ship far below the bulwark. She felt safe for now. There was no way someone would spot her under that log, except if she would need to take a deep breathe. And even if they spotted the log, most of them would probably just assume it was regular driftwood.

She stuck her head up for a short while to catch her breath. In the distance there was an island, she highly doubted that it was Tamriel's mainland, but at least it was an island, and she could surely use some rest on solid ground. She peeked up at the boat as she was silently passing by unnoticed, before she popped her head under the surface again.

Now her only worries were that some slaughterfish would start nibbing on her tail...