Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-11457306-20131225221234

Torene went tumbling across the deck and slammed hard against some surface she had no name for. (Rider knows horses, but not boats.)  She scrambled to her feet and charged her magicka, looking for a target.

Below in the galley, Anwen helped the cook up and then helped him secure whatever was not already tied down.