04-26-2016, 09:16 AM
At the end of the dock can be seen a small camp set up with a few barrels and a pair of stools outside, seated on one is Swiggins currently nursing a stein of coffee as he watches over a pan of fish frying over a fire he made before him.
He spots the runner and chuckles lightly.
"Haven't earned yer sea legs yet u see? It be fine, but I be suggesting you head to town instead of letting the dirt be yer pillow."
He spots the runner and chuckles lightly.
"Haven't earned yer sea legs yet u see? It be fine, but I be suggesting you head to town instead of letting the dirt be yer pillow."
(OOG: Christian Kimmerer - Medical Marshal)