Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20191008051451/@comment-26386512-20200118002940

"You do not send a poet to captain a ship." Caecillius nodded slowly under his hood. His working table now lay silent, driving him to start looking around the room as though for the first time.

"Still worth bricking over this hole." Machina added. "I can trap it better too."