A woman in a heavy black cloak slips aboard the boat where other adventurers lie sleeping. She commands the captain, "Take us to the Isles."
He obeys because of the gold she shoves into his hand. "what about the others on board?" he asks.
She smiles. "My dear captain, that's why I picked your boat."
((Did I do this right or wrong?))
He obeys because of the gold she shoves into his hand. "what about the others on board?" he asks.
She smiles. "My dear captain, that's why I picked your boat."
((Did I do this right or wrong?))