Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150916143234/@comment-26103034-20150920140147

The pub seemed pretty normal. It was quiet, except for the occasional laughter from a portly old man and there were a few men hanging around drinking.

Tryce approached one of these men, and quietly asked, "You know who here can sail and fight?"

Lyria, back on the ship got up from her bed and wiped her eyes, unable to bare it any longer. She stopped a crew member and quickly said, "Tell Tryce to wait for me when he returns."