Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20151011004211/@comment-5543592-20151020003746

"Paul." The Nord corrected, taking Athorian's hand. The soldier's hand was rough and calloused from hard days of fighting and sailing, the already thick skin toughened by salt water.

"Tell me what my orders are, Captain." The quartermaster said with a slight smirk.