Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20160818194620/@comment-26383377-20160820011301

"Who said we're running?" Arthus drew his rectangular wooden cube, unfolding it into his crossbow, he pulled back the bowstring and placed the bolt in place. "Tell the men to arm themselves, and get the hooks on deck. We're boarding the Red lion." Arthus smirked behind his helmet.