Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25344655-20150813040147/@comment-26084195-20150816071718

Edgar is standing at the prow of his vessel, the Blade Eel, breathing in the salty air and feeling the spray on his bushy red beard. "Remind me how much we got today, 1st mate?"

"Two tons of oriental spices Captain."

"Ha ha ha ha! I could hear that over and over again! Alright boys, break out the ale, for tonight we be celebrating!"