Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170819043626/@comment-32908780-20170822220248

Maximilian too approached the docks, a small menagerie of automatons wheeling his luggage cart behind him. Even they had packs on their backs, which would carry a good bit of weight on them. After loading up, he stood on deck facing out towards the sea. Many of his rich friends sailed for a pass time, but he never saw a point if you only meant to go home, instead of explore. His Daemon stood perched on his shoulder, looking out with him.