Into the mist.The days on sea was long, the sounds of the once fresh waves had become a dull habit for the ears. His legs were aching and his thoughts seemed more prone to linger towards the past. About his family, Gilneas, his Isabelle. Already he knew he had been her unfaithful. Unfaithful with nothing less but an orc. For a moment, Gabriel, were disgusted by himself. He looked over the railing. Some of the men were still doing their duty the others had gone below deck to drink their savor in rum and ale.Into the mist.2 hours ago in Profiles
“Oi, Sir Gabriel.” The voice of one of the crewmembers ringed through his ears. It was the new recruit, Michael Lafeur. A round lad, with short legs. He was the son of a baron, clearly one that enjoyed his meals, more than his training. He held an orange in his hand, holding it towards Gabriel with a smile.
“Here you go Sir Gabriel. Remember to eat the citrus fruits, or you’ll catch scurvy” Michael seemed to know a bit about the sea. Giving him a welcom