Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7079580-20131116230832/@comment-24267938-20131119002933

A ship was reaching the port of elsweyr onboard was a man of mixed blood, imperial and breton. The ship was using it's sails despite that there was no wind near the ship. Not a single wave. This man were in control of the wind itself... (Dun Dun Duuuuuuun)

''If Praiyso takes the time time to seek me out, you know it's getting serious. I'll just have to hope he can train Naerion properly, while I deal with this...''

(Second character...)