Ship Wrecked
The night crept up on the boat as the choppy seas rocked it. Rain had began to pelt on the wooden deck. Commands were shouted back and forth and the deck hands did their work to secure the rigging. Below decks the people huddled together while other crew men secured the cargo. The shifting waves made it all but impossible for the passengers to maintain a steady footing. Lia brushed back her blond hair as she glanced around at the miserable human women and children. The elf may have been smaller than them by height and build, but her hard heart made her feel sturdier than the whimpering people. She stopped breathing for a moment, taking in the sounds of outside the protective hull. Scrapping sounds whispered under the crashing waves and shouting men. Taking one more look at the humans Lia grabbed onto the hilt of her sword and made her way up to the deck. Chaos greeted her as she eyed first the scrambli...