Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140224235619

Silver saw how about half of them just passed out then and there, and exhaled a sigh of relief. ''Well, that makes my life easier. Though, I don't see how anyone besides Meatshield is so tired. It's only 3 in the afternoon.''

"Ah, yes Liadan, there is a library here.  Upstairs and first door on your left.  Though fair warning, it's not exactly the most diverse collection you'll ever see.  Most of the books are on various maritime subjects or ancient treasures and myths."

Heading back downstairs, Silver walked with his uncle back into the house's bar, and poured the two of them glasses of a vintage rum, and the two started talking for the first time in over a year.

"So tell me old man, how's retirement treatin' ye?"

"Bah, you know that if I hadn't lost me leg I'd still be out there.  Still, I have to admit, your father did pick out a nice place to maroon me."

"Heh.  Looks like dear old dad took the sea away from both of us."

"Silver.  I've known ye since ye weren't tall enough to see out the porthole.  And through those years, I've seen grow into a great sailor.  But here's the hard truth: Billy was right.  You were out of control the last few years.  Really, the Hell were you thinking crashing a Schnee company freighter into the Vale docks?!"

"Hey come on, don't you lay into me about that-"

"THE POINT IS, you needed time away to get your head outta yer arse.  And be honest: Can you tell me that nothing at all good happened to you at Beacon?"

"Well... There may have been one or two things that weren't horrible..."