Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160517214212/@comment-29458028-20160518225545

Arawnn was staring at the table ever since he sat down in the tavern. He didn't really care for anyone, and saw the world asva boring, uninteresting place. Too much peace, tranquility and stability. It wasn't that he enjoyed chaos, but he sorely hoped something new would happen.

When Ramol entered, his expression hardly changed, as he looked up and yawned, surveying the captain like a man watching interesting animals at a zoo. His gaze was nothing short of unenthusiastic emptiness, and all he seemed to be was another lazy traveller, who didn't even shift his stance.

His weaponry all hung tactically on his body, though, and his hands were placed to access them as fast as possible, in case a fight broke out. Arawnn knew pirates were pirates, and he didn't doubt for a second that chaos could break out.