Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180525134700

(What camp? You mean the estate?)

Stros M'Kai, was an island with a dry climate. There were few trees, most of the plant life was shrubbery. The Ogre Tooth Mountains were more rocky than the rest of the island though, so there was little sand near the Headman's Estate. There was, however, loose ground that Jerod might be able to use: smaller rocks, dirt, etc.

The Constable ordered his men to stay on guard. "Let's head inside, the exiles might still be here."

"There are always eager folk wanting to get out of living here in the Alienage and working in the docks. A good paying job on a trade ship will surely attract a lot of takers." Skaal-ti stated.

"Uhh." Shav interrupted him. "There is a problem with that, we're no longer a trade ship."

Lhotun smiled and learned in towards the Argonian. "That ship belongs to the Brinehammer Pirates now."

The old barkeep's eyes widened. "Pirates?" He muttered. He looked over at Shav, how nodded. "You'd dock in the middle of Windhelm so boldly?"

"We haven't done anything criminal yet." Shav said. "So as far as the guards are aware the Brinehammer is still a trade ship."

"So you're trying to recruit more pirates." Juunei said quietly. "I know some folk that might accept that offer. I can bring them to you ship in about an hour."

"Sounds good." Lhotun said. "We'll be waiting."