Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
((Pirate raids?, hired jobs?, goofing off? thats all i got on the matter lol also i know a good thread ending post when i see it soooo time to ruin it!))
Ivil had already climbed down from the crow's nest entering the storage to begin writing down their supplies and and estimation on how much they would have left before the next port though it was somewhat tricky just bringing it down to two people but if he had to guess there was enough to last several trips before restocking; but that would change if more crew joined, also the threat of attack was ever present but Ivil was assured he could rely on...wait, what was the Capt's name again? come to think of it he was never informed of the captain's name; quickly exiting onto the deck he located the captain and called out "Oi! Capt! the hell is ye' name!?" though there was some anger behind his voice he was also grinning.
Rez had been looking out at te sea, wondering what was beyond each of this waves. Hard times? Good times? The only certain thing woul be times. He chuckled at the thought.
The captain turned around as Ivil called to him, "Aye?!" he nodded, how could he have forgotten to give his name?! "Rez." he shared simply. He smiled. "Do we have enough? You like like an eater, maybe even more so a drinker." he laughed.