"Sir! Sir!" A young boy with dark blue skin and long pointed ears rushed to the deck of the ship.
"Huh?! What do you want, Eldrae?" Lorenzo picked his ears as he sat on a throne made of ice. Just a few feet away from the bow.
"There's a man adrift not too far from us…. Actually it seems we may come in contact soon." He looked over the bow, pointing to a man slumping over on a wood plank just floating drifting aimlessly.
"Is that right… you know I'm busy basking in this beautiful beam." Lorenzo said as he tried to ignore Eldrae.
However he found it hard to ignore that excitement that spilled out of the young boy as he jumped up and down trying to get a good look at the drifting man.
"Fucking children…" He mumbled as he stood up from his throne and looked over the bow, as he approached the bow.
