There must be some way out of here...
Characters: Ter'thelas Baelion, Open (Someone stop him from doing something stupid!)
Location: Main Deck
Date: The now
Rating: PG-13 for possible language
Ter'thelas is on deck with a rope that seems to have been made out of torn bedding and other scavenged material. He's leaning over the railing and studying the water below, perhaps judging the distance for some reason or another. The crude rope, by the way, is tied to the railing.
He ponders the distance a moment longer, then tosses the rope over the edge, watching it descend until it's whole length is stretched along the side of the ship. He's not quite sure what he hopes to accomplish, as he's not going to swim for it in the middle of nowhere...but maybe he can see into the lower decks. And besides, a little climbing never hurt anyone. He puts a foot on the railing, preparing to go over the edge.
Location: Main Deck
Date: The now
Rating: PG-13 for possible language
Ter'thelas is on deck with a rope that seems to have been made out of torn bedding and other scavenged material. He's leaning over the railing and studying the water below, perhaps judging the distance for some reason or another. The crude rope, by the way, is tied to the railing.
He ponders the distance a moment longer, then tosses the rope over the edge, watching it descend until it's whole length is stretched along the side of the ship. He's not quite sure what he hopes to accomplish, as he's not going to swim for it in the middle of nowhere...but maybe he can see into the lower decks. And besides, a little climbing never hurt anyone. He puts a foot on the railing, preparing to go over the edge.