Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191021182359/@comment-7262318-20191022173448

"Land..." Garran uttered as he slowly came back up to the deck. Though the churning and violent storms subsided, it was still a miserable expereince for the hunter as he battled fits of nausea and dizzyness on the daily. Not even Kashya's potions seemed to abade his sickness.

"Thank Mala-... the divines..." He corrected himself. "Thank the divines... solid land."

"This One can smell the pompousness from here," Shrava commented, coming up to the deck shortly after Garran did.