Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161003161626

Jeiel smiles as an idea slips in his head. "I know a perfect one! Follow me!"

Flipping through dozens of crates and barrels, Jeiel yanks out a wicked-lloking harpoon 6 ft in length, its razor edge glinting in the lightning flashes. "This enough to cover it?"

Silver: Oh? I thought Naetherkin folk don' have that much of sea.