Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151117225651/@comment-29559990-20151130223053

Nacar did as he was instructed, heading down below the deck of the ship and finding a cabin with his name printed into a plaque nailed to it's door. The old redguard smiled a bit. His very own cabin. With his name on it. No fighting over space in the alleys. This was his.

He opened the door to the cabin, where inside lay...