Anseln hears the lighting strike and some groans from above deck, he is glad that he went down below deck when the captain had said to.
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Anslen comes out of his room, leaving some of his supplies in the room. Walking along the deck he looks at the clouds covering the horizon; he pulls up his hood over his head and grumbles to himself, "Dwarves were meant to stay under the ground or at least on top of it; not on some floating wood in a tossing sea. Uh, what have I got myself into here? There had better be a great feast waiting for me in the mountains when I get there." |