[Summer's high tide isn't quite high enough to reach the Qunari dreadnought at her ignoble resting place - the rocky terminus of a hook shaked inlet surrounded by the Planasene Forest - where she'd been dredged a year prior. Out of the water and with the make-do repairs gone to seed from exposure to the elements, the damage done to the hull is shocking enough that it seems almost unbelievable that the dreadnought managed to be towed so far rather than plunging straight to the bottom of the sea the moment it was peeled from the rocks it'd been dashed on.
It's work for a carpenter, not a ship's captain or a mage. But here they are.
With a fantastic series of thunk, thunk, thunks, the hook Flint has pitched up onto the deck above their heads finds something to bite into. He tests the rope, then passes it to Nell.]
nelly;
It's work for a carpenter, not a ship's captain or a mage. But here they are.
With a fantastic series of thunk, thunk, thunks, the hook Flint has pitched up onto the deck above their heads finds something to bite into. He tests the rope, then passes it to Nell.]
Ladies first.