Freelancer: The High Seas IC

[Wilphe]

Thalia will rise, wash and have a leisurely breakfast whilst waiting for the others, all the while keeping an eye out for the boy and what he is up to.

 

[Corlon]

bump,

waiting for thomas

 

[Capellan]

So ... are we still waiting?

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

No longer! Sorry, my absence lasted longer than planned, as places I thought had internet acsess did not. Ready to go when y'all are!

 

[Wilphe]

Whoo HOO!

 

[Capellan]

No longer! Sorry, my absence lasted longer than planned, as places I thought had internet acsess did not. Ready to go when y'all are!

Then you'll need to tell us what Farear is doing

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Farear will stay up late carousing. At some ungodly hour, he will, very careful not to slur his words, ask the bartender that if anyone needs him, he'll be taking a schwim. Exchush me, a swim. With that, he wanders out the door and falls asleep under water on the surface of the bay, hidden in a patch of seaweed and with his trident close to hand.

He should awake about noon.