Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-24736819-20180530232040

The Emperor's Crown had been sailing alongside the Katariah and the Imperial Fleet ever since they left Stros M'Kai, but once the fleet head for the Last Stand the sailors of the Crown signaled that they'd keep on searching the seas and parted ways.

After a couple of hours, though the sails of the Emperor's Crown was spotted approaching the fleet once again...

"What is it, mr. Eye?", Joramun asked, standing very still.

"Not you, Captain...", the older wolfman replied, looking to his kin.

"Yeah, yeah... I know.", Munstram growled, slowly backing away, "Almost didn't smelled it."

The group gathered around the place where the reddish furred wolf stood and Eye uncovered what seemed to be a man-made trap that caught a couple of preys. Upon looking down, Joramun immediately recognized the bones of the creatures caught in the trap, they were human.

"So, we're on the right tracks. Hunters?", he asked the tracker wolf.

"Most likely, but hard to tell. The argonians stripped them of all things not attached to the bodies.", Eye commented, "They've also tossed some smelly herbs down there to mask the scent..."

"Alright, I've seen enough. Let's keep moving.", the Captain said.