Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140518011823/@comment-6006054-20140520024051

Nahlgaaf walked to the shore. There was a small rowboat, semi-hidden within brush at the water's edge. He pulled it from its hiding place. The party would fit in the small craft, but it would be a tight fit, no room for much movement. "Get in it." Nahlgaaf ordered.

Breldon hung back slightly. He had heard everything, of course, and was not sure this was a good idea. "Sir, " he began, not certain as how to adress Nahlgaaf.

"what."

"I don't think this is a good idea. If this man is as dangerous as you say he is, isn't this a bit risky?"

"Get in the boat."