Wakil looks up at the captins call. He can feel the salt water and sun taking a toll on his fair skin. He realizes how much he does enjoy this life. The best part you get away from people. When people group together in towns they react unpredictably, strangely, and violently to anything that they deam different or out of place. From the stories he has heard this "free port of call" can take its toll on the unawares. He says a brief prayer for his friends and the concentrates on bringing in the ship in with flair and style.
"I will come with you to the weaponsmith and then on to the tavern." Somebody has got to have their backs.
"I will come with you to the weaponsmith and then on to the tavern." Somebody has got to have their backs.