Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150518062512/@comment-5583506-20150519160646

The trade ship Halcyon's Pride slowly drifted into the harbor of Daggerfall. Captain Helmius was a stout man with a beard which could even set the most bravest of warriors into a stroke of fear, but he was getting too old for his position and he expected that he would only participate in at least four or five trade routes more before going into retirement.

He stepped off the ship and watched as the crew unloaded the cargo. "That last crate must be handled with care!" he said sternly. "It contains raw ebony."

Two of the crewmembers nodded and lifted the crate with some strenuous effort.

"Gently!" said Helmius. "I said... GENTLY!"

Too late had the two crewmen lost their balance and dropped the crate onto the wharf where the lid cracked open. Captain Helmius was both as surprised as he was angered. Not only because his crewmen had failed his command, but because the crate didn't contain raw ebony at all. From the inside of the crate he instead found a young Khajiit woman who had been tossed out and now lay shivering on the ground.

"What in the bleeding hell is that?!" growled Helmius.

"Uhm, it looks like a Khajiit, captain?" replied one of the crewmen.

"Of course I can see that it's a Khajiit, you imbecile. My point is what's it doing in a crate labeled to contain raw ebony?"

The crewmen raised their shoulders in confusion.

"Call upon the guard to have this woman taken care of. I will not have stowaways on my ship."

The men nodded and rushed off to find the closest watchman.