Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-24736819-20180419204352

"Rabble, Admiral.", the muscular Navarch replied, "As expected of those sea vermin. Most of them died horribly by the hands of my men, only those coward enough to surrender were brought here to be judged and executed."

Lucien Vici was known to be a vicious pirate hunter, it was no surprise that only three miscreants had survived their encounter... altough three was one number above the usual survivors he brought to be judged.

"I don't think they'd be of much help regarding our current problem, but you are free to ask me to interrogate them.", he added.

It was a regular day as any other day at the Floating Boar, Wulfgar had already accomplished to knock a couple of noisy customers unconscious before even breaking his fast.

"Knock it off, you two!", Fjal yelled towards a couple of young sailors from across the room as he carried a barrel of rum to the counter.

Wulfgar raised his gaze towards the sailors, but sighed once he saw that they had heeded Fjal's warning, "Looks like is going to be a slow day..."

"Cheer up, Wulf. The sun is shining, the seas are calm and we have several barrels of rum on the back.", the smaller nord chuckled.

"I don't know, man. I see some ugly clouds on the horizon... can't be a good omen.", Wulfgar glanced outside.