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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bobitron" data-source="post: 2444192" data-attributes="member: 25479">Kale stretches out his long limbs on the as he sits between some cargo, not caring to use a bench or stand on the railing. It's obvious that he is somewhat uncomfortable on the water; even the gentle, lapping waves of the lake are causing a degree of nervousness. He looks around with cautious eyes at the other people boarding the ship. Setting his long blade on the deck before him, he leans back and tries to make the best of the trip. Might as well try and make some friends, he thinks. Might make the journey go a bit shorter to have someone to cast bones with. When the blond warrior wearing mail walks past, casting a curious eye at the Northerner, he speaks out in a grumbling voice. "Ho, lad. Do ye lowlanders get used to this sort of travel, or does your stomach turn and twist like someone's got their fist in yer gullet?" He flashes a crooked smile at the collected travelers and introduces himself. "I'm Kale of the Danugh, headed to Enberton to meet up with his worship the King."</blockquote>