Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-5543592-20160627200010

Hrathmar scraped a bit of seascum from one of the port-beams with his finger nail, and then held it up to the sunlight to inspect it. He frowned slightly, before flicking his finger clean. The boat was overall relatively neat, as a neat as a vessal used for privateering could be, and he supposed there could be worse choices.

Folding his hands behind his back once again, he scanned the rest of the ship's crew, all smallish humans, save for the one large Orc.

Hrathmar had been in worse conditions before, this was by no means terrible, although he dreaded what the sleeping arrangements would be like.

He walked to the bow of the ship as to watch when the crew finally casted off.