Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170922212658/@comment-10197675-20171011231734

Gorgojon sharpened his senses as the group gradually moved on along the silent corridor, the only sounds being that of the carefully placed footsteps upon the creaky boards cracking under foot along the way, as the party progressed, but also the whispers of words one uttered. The gentle movement of the ship added a depth of mystery to the passage, making the escape quite unnerving.

Upon each step.. Aglock would utter a curse under his breath for each clumsy thud he would sound. He would attempt to whisper under his breath, however his deep voice would echo the odd grunt or mumble.