Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20131229181708

Makoru quickly sheathed Bloodharvest and stepped onto the deck, taking a moment to observe the city. Wayrest looked pristine in the morning sunlight, buildings arranged in an orderly, but not bland, fashion. Workers were already bustling about, moving crates from one place to another before moving them yet again. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword as he spotted a hooded fellow lurking in an alley, making a mental note to be careful around here.

Jack frowned at Galion but said nothing, turning to the remainder of the group. "Alright folks! We're not taking the ship anymore, so pack your things and follow me to the nearest inn for a moment," Jack yelled out to no one in particular. "After you settle down, go out and buy supplies. Food, weaponry, armor, things of that sort. You have an hour before we get moving. Now, if you'd follow me for a moment," he requested, already heading for the nearest tavern.