Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140628034226/@comment-12599067-20140731013607

Valuril, who had taken a set next to Za'Maka and taken the liberty putting the (as usual) unconscious and assumably drunk Calico on a cot in the sick bay, hopped out of the boat along with everyone else, crossbow in hand. She scanned the beachside but saw nothing other than the shadow of a shipwreck somewhere in the distance, but was watchful irregardless. She then turned her attention to the yawning maw of the cave and tried to peer inside, but the deep shadows obscured even her sharp eyesight.

"Home sweet home, huh?" Valuril asked, loading a crossbow bolt into place.