Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140327040436

"Not especially.  They're pretty standard pop-up tents; nothing too tricky." Ciarán didn't even bother to look up at Alex as he answered, he was working as fast as he could to get out of the sunlight as fast as he possibly could.

Silver finished setting up the tent for himself and his leader, and as he was loading the last of his supplies into it, he noticed the sky began to grow extremely dark, and knew the storm wasn't far behind. He went inside and sat on the cot he set up for himself, and opened up a blank book he brought for himself.

Captain's Log: Day 1

''Departed from the boathouse about 1 hour after sunrise. Was forced to stop earlier than initially planned due to impending thunderstorm. Minor fight on deck earlier due to a disagreement over hunting, but the issue quickly resolved itself. Overall, morale is high as we prepare for the next leg of the journey. ''

Silver then reached for the bottle of rum he'd been working on all day, and noticed it was about 3/4 empty, and he only brought 5 bottles.

''I'm also beginning to worry I didn't bring enough rum. This does not bode well.''