:OOC Thread:
The boat bobbed gently up and down in the polluted waters of the harbour, the scum of dead fish and human waste pushed aside gently by the blunt prow. It was nothing special; it stank of fish, it was badly in need of certain repairs, and it steered like a drunk cow, but it was all Captain Wavecrusher had. Wavecrusher wasn't his real name; he wished it was. It was the sort of name you could sail through the wildest of seas with, slay the mightiest of sea monsters, and not break a sweat. It was a long cry from his real name, which was Edrik.
Edrik was the sort of name suitable for his current job, which was fishing in the calm waters off the coast. He was rarely successful, and was convinced he was cut out for more.
So, earlier that day, he had sold his nets, his fish and his crew, and had formed Wavecrusher Transport Enterprises, Taking You To Where You Need To Go For 300 Years. It wasn't the smoothest of slogans, but it would do. Currently, he was offering passage to Lustria, a famed land, and one he only vaguely knew how to get there. He had plastered posters over the town proudly proclaiming 'Passage to Lvstria, One Silver a Head. Apply at docks.'
He was expecting his first passengers any moment now. Craning his head, he stared down the dock, completely failing to notice the sleek rat shape that crawled, dripping, over the side of the boat and slunk past him into the hold.
Some shapes approached through the haze...