Day Two
As the denizens of the boat awoke from their slumber, a bright and sunny day greeted them. But as the morning wore on, it became clear that their nightmare was not over.
Clearly in a very poor mood, the
Royal Guard, Bratmon now sported several bandages and a limp, although how he gained these was a mystery. Hushed rumors of a failed attack spread throughout the boat as the crew prepared to get to work. Calling everyone together, the Navigator began a headcount to see if any others had gone missing.
After double-checking, a frown spread across his face. "Where is the
Mercenary, KingMorgan?" One room-check later revealed the results - a struggle had ensued here, with puddles of dried blood everywhere and a trail leading to the edge of the boat, where her body had presumably been disposed of. Left behind in her room was a
Greatsword and a set of
Studded Leather Armor, which she had apparently not been wearing in her sleep. They would be voted on, it was decided.
A frightened and frustrated boat full of people realized now that this was no vendetta against the captain - no, a murderer was on board, and if the rumors about the Royal Guard were to be believed, two.
Eager as ever to continue the trip, the First Mate announced that progress would be made today.
It is now MORNING TWO
Those of you with morning actions, send me them!
Votes for the Greatsword will be in RED
Votes for the Studded Leather Armor will be in BLUE
23.5 Hours left until Mid-Day