Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20200820153125/@comment-28358106-20200824043020

"I thank you," Gustav says with a shallow bow. "I shall tell his royal highness. He and his entourage shall be forthcoming."

Gustav turns and approaches the ships once more, giving a signal with a wave of his hand. Preperations to disembark begin in earnest, with guards leaving the ship and placing themselves around the piers, crewmen securing guylines, and so on.

Within a few minutes, several figures are leaving the vessels and congregating. Prince Finn, clad in the simple but elegant finery of his homeland, is first in the group. He is still but a lad, but his handsome features show his parentage, his eyes bright and alert. Right behind him is Arlmar, Finn's cousin and bodyguard; already a seasoned fighter at eighteen. Also close to Finn is Moki, a young Yeti, carrying a rather outsized rucksack with what appears to be little effort. They wear little armor, save for some bright mail, as is their custom.

Then, from the second ship, a large figure emerges. The gangplank groaning and buckling under her weight, a mighty she-warrior steps ashore. Clad in heavy black armor, her greatsword slung across her back, Bann Hyngwar comes to meet the others.

She does so with a smile. "That was the shortest sea voyage I've been on that didn'tend in the rocks. I'm in your debt, Cirelle." She puts her hands on her hips.

"It is my pleasure, my Bann," Cirelle says obsequiously, her eyes rolling where Hyngwar can't see.

The group assembled, Moki approaches the Mindflayer, and clears her cheerful voice.

"Thank you for your hospitality! My name is Moki Muu, and I serve as his royal majesty's footman.  Er.  Foot...Yeti.  Footwoman."

She clears her voice again and pushes on. "Please, lead on! Our guards will follow along behind us, if you don't mind."