Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-24736819-20180519145510

Lucien finally boarded his ship and was greeted by his Quartermaster, Gaius.

"Welcome back, sir. So shall we signal the men for departure? They are eager for some good hunting.", the imperial smirked.

"Not yet, Gaius. The Admiral will take the lead in this particular hunt, we'll sail alongside him... In the mean time, while his signal is yet to be given, fetch me Mr. Hayreddin.", the muscular Navarch ordered before heading to his cabin.

...

It didn't took long until the ship's navigator knocked on the Captain's cabin door, quickly entering after being admited inside.

"Mr. Hayreddin, the Admiral gave me some informations that corroborated with your predictions. Well done.", Lucien Vici was a man that knew when to award his men after a good job done, specially those that had redeemed themselves from the life of piracy.

"Thank you, sir. I'm glad to hear it.", the redguard nodded.

"Here.", the Navarch had poured two glasses of Stros M'Kai rum and handed one to his navigator after having downed the other, "So, tell me what you discovered."

Hayreddin looked at his captain, then at the glass of rum before imitating Lucien and downing its content, "Not much, honestly. The usual things, except..."

"Except...?", Lucien prompted the man to continue after refilling the glass with rum.

"A merchant...well, not an actual merchant but you get it. Anyway, this is the first time I hear this rumour since almost 15 years ago...", Hayreddin begun his tale and saw the somewhat emotionless semblant of his captain quickly gain different colours.

"He's back?", Lucien asked, dryly.

"It's a rumour, Captain. The smuggler said he heard of a EETC sailor that one of their ships salvaged a castaway who told them of how a gigantic, creature appeared out of nowhere in the middle of a storm and wrecked his entire ship... he said ghostly figures stood above the creature and howled as the thing devoured the ship.", the redguard scratched his head.

The navarch walked to his cabinet of drinks and took a bottle which Hayreddin did not recognized before thowing himself onto his chair.

"You're dismissed, mr. Hayreddin. Thank you for your report.", Lucien waved his hand towards the door and uncorked the bottle of liquor.

Joramun put down the bottle of his special brew after hearing the wolfmen howling.

"Finally.", he let out, getting up from his chair and walking to his map-table only to see the southern coast of Black Marsh on it, "Close enough..."

The breton heard a knock and before he could answer anything a large, reddish-furred wolf barged in.

"We've arrived captain.", the muffled speech of the creature informed him.

"What have I told you about barging in uninvited, Munstram?", the large breton asked and sighed after the wolfman shrugged, confused, "Nevermind. I saw where we are, tell Qraal to sail northeast until he spots a crocodile-looking rock formation."

Munstram, the red wolf, nodded and turned around to relay the orders.

"It is time we have a chat with our scaly friends."