Early morning sun danced and shimmed on the waves Port D’hiver, casting a golden sheen across the anchorage’s long wooden pier. A steady sea-breeze carried smells of white pine and sea salt that blended with those of smoldering fires and lobster stew. Scores of wooden masts rose through a...
Hey guys, I'm moving here from Facebook because they're on a mission to kill roleplaying pages there. Generally into historical/modern but I'll entertain other ideas. Any RPNation vets care to help me learn the ropes?