Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-2165692-20180704182823

There was not a shred of hesitance in Varen's words as most of what he said wa entirely true, he was in fact from Stros M'kai, yet Almawt was not a town he knew about. Most likely because he was taken in by the Nelthars at an early age.

"Oh, you don't know? There's a triple-decker galleon docked on the east coast, might even be a warship of some sort. Black and Red, Flying some weird red flag with a mask on it?"

Varo had brought most parts of Yagrenac onto land, they had found all the parts and he was almost completely rebuilt.

Naerion with his mask on was waiting, as he watched the construction.

Jerod steered into the port, with the sand from his gourd he manipulated it to stop his boat from slamming into the woodwork. He stood up in the boat and looked over the other ships, and out at sea..