Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150816194946

(Sounds good.)

They went to the Jolly Maiden, where they saw a dozen or so of Meledran's pirates sitting at the tables, gambling, drinking, and making merry. The other people in the bar were mostly trying to sit as far away from them as possible. Meledran had not arrived yet.

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The Bosmer stepped aboard his ship, and went to his cabin after dismissing any remaining pirates.

''Here we go. Whether I'm worthy of it or not, I can't leave it behind''. He opened his armoury, and lifted out the heavy steel that made up the armour of the skies. A flood of memories came back. Memories of him talking with Aglathran back in his youth, when he was just a glorified passenger on the Wind Reaver.

Shaking off the nostalgia, Meledran walked somberly out of his cabin. He came out on decks, and flicked a switch hidden under the railing around the deck. Nobody would notice that switch if they didn't already know it was there.

'Farewell, my friend,' he whispered, a lump forming in his throat. A quick hop off the deck, and he was walking away from his ship.

[Timeskip]

10 minutes later, and he was nearing the Jolly Maiden. 'Hmm...' he murmured. 'Just about... now.'

The explosion could be heard across half the city.