Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20150805193950/@comment-5614539-20150811095629

As the bigger boat approached, Thrael whipped the end of a rope into the air, which secured itself around the balustrade, guided by the Dunmer's telekinesis. The old man and the tall Dunmer both leapt up and on board, finally relaxing. "Thank you." the Dunmer said gratefully, and calmly.