It is days yet aboard the ship Elizabeth, so named for an historically beautiful Kajira. I find the name aptly given, as the ship herself is one of the more magnificent vessels to sail across the oft and unforgiving Thassa.
I do not make so good a sailing companion however, for the rising breakers and the tempest's tossings rip from me every last vestige of my resolve until I am either forced to my knees or doubled over the starboard side of the ship in heaving illness. Of all the times we have sailed, I have yet to grow stalwart and immune to the ship's constant rocking.
At present we are heading once more for the Island of Cos, where I and my Master live. It is for a month we shall rest and stay, until we set sail again for the mainland. The first stop, Port Kar.
I do not make so good a sailing companion however, for the rising breakers and the tempest's tossings rip from me every last vestige of my resolve until I am either forced to my knees or doubled over the starboard side of the ship in heaving illness. Of all the times we have sailed, I have yet to grow stalwart and immune to the ship's constant rocking.
At present we are heading once more for the Island of Cos, where I and my Master live. It is for a month we shall rest and stay, until we set sail again for the mainland. The first stop, Port Kar.
