An old ship was creaking in the middle of the ocean. Time and the ocean's salty water had rusted all of it's metallic joints, hinges and door knobs, the wood was starting to rot... breaking because of the size and weight of the ship itself in some parts... There had been rumors about this ship... the currents took it with it, and it navigated like an old, haunted pirate ship. People from the surrounding islands thought it was navigated by demons, and to enhance the story even more, they thought that the reason that anyone that tried to board it didn't come back alive was because these demons were hiding a treasure.
Greim Glowheart had had tons of experiences with strange things that were called supernatural, most of them, as he knew, were just strange rumors that people made up to explain occurrances that they couldn't understand, that were beyond their intelligence. Fortunately, Greim didn't believe in those things and he appeared in the creaking ship in an afternoon, at around four. The sun was still in the sky, and it felt good to have the sunlight shine on his skin.
The ship's name was blurry and deteriorated by time, hence, you couldn't read it anymore. Greim was checking one of the rooms, with his swords in their sheaths at the side of his hip.
Tue Dec 25, 2012 12:40 pm