Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-24736819-20180526050756

"Gentlemen, I'll need some resilient bastards on this one. We all know how tough-skinned our friends are and we're invading their territory, so it should be fun for all boys and girls.", Joramun joked to his crew after they anchored, but for those who managed to see past the humorous remark it was clear that the big man wasn't happy at all.

Tukta-mab grumbled a few words and pointed to one of his underlings, who promptly nodded.

"Alright, Khan and his...friends are up for some fun. Who else?", Joramun said once the heavily tattooed bokor boarded one of the rowboats with his slaves. Khan was several times smaller than his superior and a bit chubbier, but his magic was strong.

"We'll go.", two wolfmen stepped-up after their alpha nodded towards them, Munstram the red wolf was one of them while the other was an one-eyed wolf called Eye due to the fact that he only had one of those.

The Toreau nodded once again and the wolfmen hurried to another rowboat since the first one was already filled with the bokor and his servants. Joramun followed after the wolfs, boarding the rowboat and turning around to address the crew one last time before departure.

"We'll probably cut close to the time, so be ready to set sail as soon as we get back to that beach. This our little revenge will be quite dangerous and we might not come back at all... in time for dinner, so save something for me and the boys.", the Captain's usual thunderous laugh followed his speech.

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"Think he still here, Captain?", Khan's broken common tongue could be heard upon the rowboats' arrival at the beach. The bokor was the only one amongst his peers to speak some common tongue, Tukta-mab excluded.

"No doubt, mr. Khan. The traitor and his followers always had a thing for this piece of bog paradise... I'd bet gold on it.", Joramun nodded.

"You got yourself a bet, bossman.", Munstram growled, making a horrid sound which resembled a chuckle.

"Are we not bad numbers, then?", Khan asked.

"No, relax. They won't know what hit 'em, boys.", Joramun replied, turning around to the thick flora of the marsh behind them, "Let's go."