Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20170621000455/@comment-24696651-20170623012749

2nd of Morning Star, 4E 269

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the lights of a town emerged behind the cloud of tobacco smoke in the cabin. The Gold Coast was finally nearing the Saintsport. Before long, the ship had docked in the port.

"Let's get this over with," Uriel muttered, putting his pipe and tobacco in their case. He stepped out onto the deck, and couldn't see the other ship they were travelling with, the Windbreaker, docked near them.

"Where's the other ship?" he demanded of the captain.

"It's anchored a few miles north," the captain explained. "Orders of the Lord Mayor."

"Right... Fine," Uriel said, distractedly. He stepped over to the stern, looking over at one of the guards which had arrived to observe their arrival. "Hail! We are a diplomatic party from the Free City of Stros M'Kai. We should like to meet with the leader of Saintsport."