(but whatever i'll take it :) )

"so would anyone like to hear a pirate tail from 2E 200"

(Sorik is the captain, i don't think the captain controls the ship)

(ok then i'll take the driver then :)

(thanks) :)

(having supper be back later k)

"I'm up for a tale, and some mead along with it. Sauriil, up for some?" Sorik grabs out a bottle of mead out of his knapsack and pours some for everyone he then lights a pipe.

'I don't drink. Thank you, though.'

"More for us." Sorik gets comfy and waits for the tale to start.

"long ago back in the 2E, before i was cursed, i used to sail the sea of ghosts...i had my own ship then it was called "The Reaping Ghoul" 

she was a fine ship but one day we got attacked there was lot's of cannon fire and the fog was so thick, we almosted didn't make it out alive but the firing stopped and the attacker's ship was no where to be found but then just as we were trying to get through the fog i saw...i saw it..

the "grim harbor" one of the most deadly pirate ships ever and after that expirience i think i know why there called "grim harbor"."

"Aye, a chilling tale." *takes sip of mead* "Sauriil, you have any tales?"

*pulls out bottle of argonian bloodwine, chugs it down then get's a bottle of black-briar mead, chugs it down, and finally get's a bottle of black-briar reserve* (since i'm undead and in a way immortal i can't get drunk or alchol poisoning lol, i don't drink in real life it's just my character)

"Yes i'm sure the nerevarine and one immortals will have lot's of tales to tell so let us here them" *takes sip of black briar reserve passes a bottle to everyone else*

"Thank you Veyd." He takes his mead and starts to drink it "It's getting late, shall we retire?"

{i guess I'm a different Zork than my main rp.}

I see a strange thing. it seems man-made.

"What is that?"