Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160225002526/@comment-24736819-20160407182714

"Excuse me, gentlemen.", Lisbeth said upon approach. Her red dress mixed very well with the darkness of the sunset, giving the vampiress an interesting appearance.

"Mind if we check something in there?", she nodded towards Jakin and winked to the guards.

Balin entered the Captain's cabin and found Fiandrael still sleeping. He smiled and headed towards his desk, deciding to read some of the Journals the crew gathered in their plundering.

"Good Gods, all these people talk about is war this and war that...", he finally let out after finishing the third journal.

"Ugh...What?", the elven girl slowly sat up.

"Oh, finally awake, huh? I know I'm not the most interesting fellow, but I never thought to be 'sleep all day' kind of boring.", the Prince joked.

Fiandrael smiled at his remark. Balin had never seen the elven girl smiling before, it was quite astonishing. She rose from the bed, stretching her muscles and what was a smile quickly turned into a frown.

"Are we anchored?!", she asked in disbelief.

"Err... Indeed. We needed the break, the crew was getting restless and I still need to find more...", Balin started but couldn't finish.

"I can't believe it. Really?! You still want more people to risk their life following you? Every minute we pass anchored is a minute closer to ny prophecy being fulfilled, Prince.", Fiandrael snapped at him, "Do you have a deathwish? Because if you do, then tell me now and I'll be done with helping you. No point in trying to save those who don't want to be saved, right?"