Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150904152042/@comment-5824038-20151006173035

'We do what we must to fulfill our purpose.' The Reckoners stood as still as statues, waiting for the captured adventurers to take the small boat to the island.

Jorvarr descended into the boat. 'Okay. it's big enough for everyone, but try to spread yourselves around to distribute the weight. Anyone else here have much rowing experience?'

'A bit,' Quintus said.

'Good,' the Nord replied. 'Take the other oar.'

The group of 8 boarded the small vessel. Jorvarr and Quintus took the oars, and began to row towards the small icy rock. The waves were small, but when any water came into the boat everyone felt how cold it was.

'The Reckoners have got us in quite a difficult situation.' Prometheus began to inevitable discussion.

'This one is impressed with their skills of deceit,' J'Kraz stated.

Dresi Harth spoke up. 'This is hardly the time to be discussing their ability to lie. How do we get ourselves out of here? I mean, if Bal doesn't feel like co-operating.'