Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150130070303/@comment-5543592-20150203031413

"They make excellent sailors, better hunters, and are quite obedient once hired." Explained Velith as they cast off. The Knarr, now in the expert talons of the giant crustacean, danced it's way north. "However, they are a race of purely instinct and hunger.  They have no morals, which I must make up for.  They see humans-us-" He caught himself, "purely as food"  In an hour's time the ship had glided past Windhelm and was sailing through the sea above Skyrim, headed for Markarth.

(Timeskip now, I guess, yeah?)