Recent content by Arden Smollet

A white-sailed cog had arrived in port a few hours ago. It's crew of ragged old sailors was captained by a one-eyed forty-something man they called "Mister Smollet". Not Captain, mind you, just mister. The harbormaster's manifest showed they were visiting Alleria to trade cloth and hemp, yet...

Just as Mister Smollet caught the captain's flask and brought it to his lips, bloody Bill spotted sail and ruined the boatswain's mood. To his own regret he could only afford barely a mouthful of the rum before he begrudgingly tossed it back to the lass and took to the starboard railing to help...

Mister Smollet was nodding his head at the harbormaster and pointed at the bowline, "That one!" Few seconds later and the forty-something sailor proved he was still quick as a mouse as he pulled the heavy line back onboard one hand after the other, before depositing it neatly in the boatswain's...

As Josiah Fawcett sang his shanty and most of everyone joined in with him, a half blind forty-something hurried through the doors holding a handkerchief and an empty flask. His one good eye looked at the scene and judged it to be nothing unusual for Cerak At'Thul. "Just follow the shanties, they...