[sblock=ooc]No problems ryryguy. I decided on the addy, I'm not going to worry about getting a post in every day. I can't expect you guys to do the same. We've got time for RP, so I'll stick to that for now.[/sblock]
Tondrek gets to work and seems to be placing screws and and nails in random places, but the half-orc knew what he was doing, even if it wasn't apparent at the moment.
Rohna steps into the pen once its in place, scratching Olaf under his jaw. He screeches a tusk across her metal armor and grunts merrily at the sensation it generates though his mouth. Rohna notices the goblin gestures at the animal. "Anyone touches my mount without permission wins a free flying lesson over the side of the ship."
The goblins look at the powerful goliath, quickly bow their heads and mutter an apology while backing away.
Looks like pig wasn't on the dinner then.
"I was given the impression that I might actually be seeing my uncle this day, Captain Nicolas, and that tends to be accompanied by a great deal of show." She peers back out at the deck watching Rohna and Tondrek examine things and shout orders. "When do you expect her to be skyworthy?"
The Captain leans against the red dragon head-wheel.
"No, he doesn't come out much anymore. Lots of work for the house he says. I think he detests it. Seems like boring work for a former inquisitive."
Captain Nicolas turns around, grasping the horns of the dragon and his face creases in concentration. The ship lifts off it's moorings and tilts to one side.
"She flies..but awkwardly. Repairs can be done on the way, it's a long journey. Looks like your friend already has a head start." He points to Tondrek, who has enginneered a harness and is hanging upside-down on the side of the ship, several hundred feet above solid ground. Several screws are held between his toes, a hammer is in his mouth, and a small saw is in one hand. He waves, oblivious of the danger.