Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-11457306-20131227050335

The women made it back to the ship without incident. Torene carried Makoru to her bed, shouting for the cook to bring her various items and digging others out of her pack. The cook hopped to it, following the tiny woman's orders as if they were the captain's.

Anwen collapsed on the deck as soon as she crossed the gangplank. The sailor she'd befriended came running over and carried her in. Between him and the cook, they managed to get the arrow out of her shoulder and a health potion down her. After that she slept.

(Now, I'm really going to bed.  Good night.  Mak is in good hands.  If you need Torene, you'll have to wait until tomorrow.)