Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44388851-20200125030806/@comment-44344165-20200129201746

Lyran sat in the middle of the sail boat watching the storm. Then it began to pour down rain and he sighed knowing it was the end. He reached into his food stores and released all the fish he had caught. Then he picked up a small dog and cradled it. “Good bye old pal.” He put all his flotation stuff around the dog and held it as the ship began to sink.