Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150117145443/@comment-25038310-20150210162818

Various small drups of blood were leading down to the belly of the ship.

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Jack sighed, grinning. He always felt accomplished after doing something that required his attention. He had to choose his words carefully, and he folded the paper that contained his message.

Once he arrived at his destination, he would hire a courier to deliver the message to the Masked-Eyes.