Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140622191404/@comment-6006054-20140625032924

Breldon packed up his books, but Nahlgaaf wasn't waiting. Breldon had to run a bit to catch up.

Kjalek stood, observing a map on a table in the retrofitted cabin of Victory's Fist. "We're going too fast. have our helmsman slow this thing down." Kjalek ordered a chitin clad dunmer. The elf nodded, and left his guard post by the door.