Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25344655-20150908031022/@comment-26005135-20150917055926

Eureka Enderborn wrote:

"Sir, get on the log, quickly!" One of your guards said. You get on the log, followed by many more of your soldiers. But as the next one is climbing down, he is yanked back up by unseen hands. The screams of those unfortunate enough to not make it to the log in time begin screaming in pain, being slain by an enemy that, alas, they cannot see. When your log has gotten a reasonable distance away, the boat raises its sails and pushes off, back the way it came. "Mysterious..."

I cannot make head nor tail of those people, but I am certain that I will not board their boat unless it is morning!