Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24431359-20170411044637/@comment-24431359-20170420144220

The Templar's eyes shot open. The last thing he remembered was...falling down his ship.

He could only sigh. It appears that Poseidon is on a temper tantrum again. Did he and his crew had to be the subject of that? Sitting right up, the Templar looked around him.

It appears to be a modertaely sized room, with a table, a door leading to possibly the living room, and a window that reeked of the scent of the sea. Wanting to get a view, the Templar gets off the bed and heads for the window, albeit a little surprised at his currently refreshed condition.

His eyes, however, widened a bit as the view of the ocean greeted him from the window, meaning that he might be in a house near the shorelines.

"Hmm...Where could this be, I wonder?" The Templar says to nobody in particular...