Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-5543592-20170724204013

Taeris moved to the rear of the boat, and picked up the oars, sliding them into the water. He then began to row, and found a rhyme to row too, which he hummed to himself. It was familiar to the group, as they'd heard it the first day and every day since out on the sea.

Row to hell!

Row right back!

Scratch the back of Shadow Jack!

Taeris rowed, sending the boat onwards, and soon Cespar glittered in the distance.

(Okay, that's all for me, control's back to Sunny now.)