Making Our Mark

Sailing The Sea For All To See
The ocean stretched on for miles, the salty breeze could be tasted on the tongues and detected by every mouth and nose aboard the ship. And a ship was a loose term for what exactly what was drifting on the waters in this area. If anything it was more reminiscent of a Minesweeper. A small ship that handled its job rather well, and at the moment it served it's job of getting it's cargo to the island of Foodvalten.

"Envy, how are we to handle the takeover?" Spoke the young yet eager Kelby. He saluted towards the man he spoke to, showing him nothing short of the honor he showed his captain. "I don't believe Cap'n Red Feather would let us live it down if we failed to capture this territory."