Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-2165692-20180419170409

the first mate slammed his fist at the table "We won't be ignored, Barkeep!"

One of the other exiles approach "First mate, let me, I think I know what's going on." he put a hand on the First mate's shoulder pushing him aside. Then passed a coin purse on the table "Will this loosen your lips barkeep?" the exile said with a smile. He was in black leather armor with a hood, the hood cast shadow over most of his face as his mouth was the only feature the ligt touched, he had somewhat of a tan but not too dark. Probably an Imperal judging from his size and complexion.

Jerod saw Stros M'kai come into view. He was too far to make out any of the ships as of yet, he steered the ship towards Port Hunding.