Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141126032139/@comment-25101508-20141128170624

Daerch looked at the Black Fang, winked at them and said, "How much coin would it take for you to help me out here?"

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The Laughing Spicer was being rocked back and forth by the heavy waves as the ashes began to fill the lungs of all of the sailors, including Rolph Spicer.

Rolph was coughing heavily as he attempted to reach into his bag for a mask that would protect him from the ashes. Some of the sailors already stopped breathing.