Heading Out Feb. 28th 8am

[Bossova Vennirik]

Sat upon the railing of his ship-to-be lazily, Swiggins simply stares off into the waters bundled in slightly warmer attire with a lanturn hooked to his hip dangling off the side. His gaze turns to the sounds of steps approaching before giving a simple wave.

"G'morning you two, surprising to see folk like yourselves down this way so early. What do we owe the pleasure o' yer company to?"