Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-24696651-20160629044545

Qatari looked out over the sea, absentmindedly sharpening her cutlass. She looked at the rigging, trying to work out how the ropes connected and which ones hoisted which sails, whilst occasionally flicking her eyes back over the sea. Now that she was out of Stros M'Kai, she could leave if she wanted. Unfortunately, most of her contacts were in a prison somewhere in Stros M'Kai - she had to stay with the crew a little longer.