Shipping Out June 11th 830pmish

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

*Catches the bottle releasing the hand in order to do so, puts it down on the dock, and turns to Lilith again looking down at her*

I'll do my best. Can't promise no more.

*Takes her head gently in his hands and kisses her forehead before scooping up the bottle, turning, and boarding the long boat when he reaches it. He sits in the front at the nose of the vessel facing back towards the dock and the boat is pushed away from it. The long boat moves away from the docks quickly as the men crewing it use strong oar strokes to move them along. Drakkon raises a hand at one point and holds it up for a moment before getting too far away to be seen*