Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20140819022716/@comment-5543592-20140823174202

Amaury walked down the steps, past the helm, towards Skor. He was still fiddling with the windlass as he approached his Captain.

"Seems a storm's gathering, yeah?" Proposed the Redguard, wanting to defer to Skor's superiority before battening the hatches and such.