06-04-2014, 11:46 AM
Silv wandered a bit further down, and paused. There was an unbroken barrel sunken a few inches into the sand, a bit of kelp flopped over it. She knocked on it with the tip of her bow, and something inside thunked as the contents shifted. Setting it upright, she pried the lid off, and was surprised to findit chock full of fresh-looking apples. "Where in the hell did you come from?" She murmured quietly to herself. She plucked a few apples out, and then pushed the lid back in to begin rolling the barrel back toward the dock.
As she lifted the barrel out of its recess, a piece of shattered wood with words on it became visible from beneath where the barrel had sat. The letters spelled "Lady Mari", and it looked like the rest of the piece had been smashed off, obliterating the remainder of the word. She frowned again, and pulled the board up. "Hey...Briar! Come here a moment! I think we've a problem!". She hefted the plank, waving it at him in case he hadn't heard her shout.
As she lifted the barrel out of its recess, a piece of shattered wood with words on it became visible from beneath where the barrel had sat. The letters spelled "Lady Mari", and it looked like the rest of the piece had been smashed off, obliterating the remainder of the word. She frowned again, and pulled the board up. "Hey...Briar! Come here a moment! I think we've a problem!". She hefted the plank, waving it at him in case he hadn't heard her shout.