Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20160306160536/@comment-26863727-20160308040400

The Gondorian you noticed earlier shows up, dragging something through the sand. Or rather, several somethings. As he approaches, you realize that on a piece of wood he's tied some rope from the rigging to, lies several items of interest, mostly weapons, including some Gondorian made items, but mostly it's a collection of various knives, short swords, crossbows, recurve bows, and a small chest that probably contains personal items.. "You'd best thank me, I nearly drowned retrieving these from the wreck." He gestures at a collection of wood and cloth against several large rocks in the water. "She would have killed someone if she'd woken to find herself shipwrecked and without her crap. Don't tell her I called it crap. Unbelievable, isn't it?" Then you notice that the lump under a soaked blanket appears to be steadily breathing.