Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191018075609/@comment-5543592-20191019142523

Scaldor took up near the bowsprit, out of the sailor's way, lit a smoke.

A while since he'd been to Summerset, long enough that he was certain they thought him dead. He hadn't left things in the best of circumstances there.

Baldr offloaded Nyasia's stuff in her cabin. The young queen sat on a bench at the back of the room, a vacant expression on her face.

Baldr set down a truck and turned to look properly at her. "What's wrong?"

"Elinhir. I cannot think of a reason why such a thing was done.  If it was one the nobles wanting to usurp the crown, they would not have killed so many."

"We cannot know, highness." Baldr said.

"Elinhir's king was a good man." Nyasia said. "He did not deserve that."

Baldr thought the world seldom gave people what they deserved. "No, highness. He did not."

"Justus!" Cade leaned all his weight back trying to force the stallion forwards. It did not budge, standing rooted at the bottom of the gangplank. "Justus you are frustrating me greatly. Come!"