Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20150805193950/@comment-10197675-20150811090524

Hours past as the storm raged on, each adventurer had flocked to their cabins as they waited for it to pass over the night. The ship was not ruptured, due to the protective shield that had been cast around it, but that did not effect the dramatic movement of the twists and turns as the ship weaved in and out of large towering waves. At some points the ship may have been vertical as it powered over the crests of oncoming brutish waves, this had an impact upon the cabins and storage rooms within the ship, as furnishings and belongings were tossed around, beds were toppled and adventurers dumped onto the floorboards or the walls of their rooms depending upon the stability of ship. Morning gradually turned as night ended, and in the storms path a clear and calm morning was born.

Quandle slowly walked out of his cabin, his face pale and robes torn, he had been in the largest cabin after all so he had been tossed about the most, but that didn't halt him in waking the others.

"Everybody alright" He shouted while holding his rib cage." Quite a rough night last night... ha, yes... umm, food... and ale will be waiting up on deck when your ready to come..." The Dunmer then flung himself to the floor as he lost most his balance, but he quickly picked himself up again before then heading back up the stairs to prepare some bread and ale.