Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-37523810-20181228182059

“Yes sir, we’ll begin securing the road.” THe navigator would salute before ordering some soldiers to the road.

The mother cat would suddenly transform into a Nekomata in a flash, getting in front of her young and baring her claws and teeth in a surprisingly menacing way. The kittens would shift a second later, becoming three crying Werecat daughters, all of them a few months old, at most. The mother would glare at the mage fearfully. “I will kill you if you touch them!”

Luckily, a single rowboat was left to the man on the ship, though no soldiers were there to help row. He could row the boat himself, and without the extra weight of a dozen Orderites in heavy armor, it might take him a shorter time to get to the beach. None of the ship’s crew had noticed him, all of them down in the mess hall after a long day of sailing.