Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-13615389-20160629002112

Although Floyd had been on plenty of ships before, he never really did work on one. No, his father had people for that. Most of his time aboard a vessel was spent sitting in a luxurious cabin, or posing dramatically off the side of it. And ever since he left, he never had the oppurtunity to get aboard one again. Until now, that is. Brugo assigned him a simple job among the other sailors, but now simply spent his time wiping the ship clean. That was, of course, all the way up until he realized his bleeding knuckles desperately needed attending too. Brugo informed him that he moved the gauze down to the new medical bay, and Floyd was off.

The Jackal was getting close to Hegathe, but the captain insisted they dock a little out of the way so that the pirate ship wasn't discovered. They had a few hours to spare anyways, considering how the meeting wasn't for a few hours.