Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-3293219-20140901223228

Azarath didn't waste any time, he jumped in and turned around.

"You comin'?" The Dunmer asked, genuinely sounding like he was going to leave her behind. The thing was, with Azaroth, nobody knew him well enough to say that he'd never leave them behind...

"This boat isn't ours..." Nadira muttered, hoping to start the debate again, trying to appeal to Azarath's good nature but unfortunately for her, he didn't have one.

"Noted, now get your ass in here!"

"But..." The Breton looked around, looking quite panic stricken. Despite what she said earlier, she was beginning to feel more afraid of the oncoming storm than she was of being a thief. In the end, she gave in, sighing heavily and moving over to the boat, hopping in and sitting down in a sulk.

They were going to take it, either way...

"Right, which one of you assholes knows how to row this damn thing?"