Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-24685738-20170719182549

Arik watched her leave, noting with distaste the use of whips to urge the sailors to row. "I think so, as well..." He murmured to himself, in response to Edwin's statement.

Rhaela sat down on a crate, tucking her legs under her as she watched them haul the ship out of the bay. She stretched and relaxed in the sunshine, feeling safe for the first time in a month.