Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190905141956/@comment-5543592-20190905195755

Baldr set down the trunk delicately, placing the bags on top of it. The swords--two of them blunted training swords, the fourth Nyasia's scimitar, he hung from hooks on the wall.

He made sure the bed was made for her, and that the room was generally clean. When he decided everything was satisfactory, he unscrewed the antlers from his helmet and placed them inside one of the bags. They would only be a hinderance on the ship and there was no one who needed intimidation here anyway. He removed most of his armor too, wearing only his breastplate, gauntlets, and helm. Were he to fall overboard, the heavy suit would drown him.

Once everything was squared away, he locked the door behind himself and headed back up onto deck.

"I've heard such things." Nyasia nodded. "The intrigue in Taneth is different.  It is less about subterfuge, but rather about outdoing your opponents.  That is not to say people are never underhanded, but rather go about it differently."