As the ship docked, the Ljonskar let the breeze carry her mind elsewhere. She loved being on a ship, and one day if fantasy took her might even buy her own to go privateering. The live of a privateer was a good one in her mind. Alcohol, fighting, and fun. She pulls out some money from her pack, unknowingly four times what she owed and absently hands it to the captain before disembarking and heading inland.
She heard something about a tournament going on around here, and while she likely didn’t qualify to enter, watching a good fight was fun in its own way.
(Country entered)
(Topic left, half the time card to 30 minutes)
She heard something about a tournament going on around here, and while she likely didn’t qualify to enter, watching a good fight was fun in its own way.
(Country entered)
(Topic left, half the time card to 30 minutes)