"It's time to get going, guys!" exclaimed JohnWillStab, he was standing at the stone dock of the Ajuan capital city.

Beside him stood a massive wooden ship with great sails and a massive, rusted anchor.

He was holding a sack of all of his belongings, some wine, bread and spare clothes.

"I wish I had a chance to say hi to steve before leaving, but I need to hurry!" John thought looking at the stitched-up part of his coat.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Alex exclaimed rushing over to the dock where JohnWillStab and Arachnophobia waited.

He was carrying a large suitcase he bought ever since the regular gold currency was reintroduced.

"Finally! I don't feel like a complete savage!" he exclaimed with a hint of relief in his voice.

"Not really travelling gear thought, wouldn't a backpack be better?" asked John looking at the black leather suitcase.

"Wait up! I'm coming!" Jordan said running over to them with a sack over his shoulder.

JohnWillStab was now level 22 thanks to the fighting.

Dexterity: 25 + 2(Gloves)

Perception: 22

Stamina: 20 + 4(Boots)

Athletics: 25

Strength: 23 + 1(Gloves)

Weapon skill: 21

Magic: 10

Intelligence: 16

Luck: 15 + 1(Ring)

Charisma: 5 + 17(Tits)

The three boarded the boat, the small wooden vessel was just big enough to fit the two dozen people on board.

Its sails were massive and white in colour.

The ship consisted of the deck and upper-deck where the captain's wheel was.

Two levels, one for passengers as well as one for the crew and for storage.

"Alright, welcome aboard everyone!" exclaimed the captain, a young-looking man in his late twenties or early thirties with long back hair that twirled and coiled like the waves at sea.

"My crew will show you to your rooms!" he exclaimed gesturing towards a muscular looking wolfman carrying large crates under his arms.

"This voyage will take about three days to complete, so I hope you're all going to enjoy your stay!" he exclaimed as he turned to JohnWillStab and his group.

"So, you're the three?" asked the captain placing his hands on his hips, he wore a long red coat and a red captain's hat.

On his feet, he had massive black boots.

"The trio who took down the biggest faction in Ajuan!" exclaimed the captain.

"Hey, hey! Not so loudly!" John pleaded! "We've already got more than enough people after us!" he added.

"Right, sorry about that! But rest assured, with you three onboard plus my crew, I'd wager to say this ship is the safest place in this world!" exclaimed the captain.

"She may not be massive but this ship is sturdier than you'd think!" laughed the captain.

"Well, it's not like we had a large selection of ships to take..." sighed Alex looking at the shabby appearance of both the ship and crew.

"Well, there aren't any cross-continental routs yet..." explained the captain.

"So we're going to be the first!" he added.

A few of the crew members cheered unenthusiastically.

"Wait... you never sailed to another continent yet?!" asked Jordan.

"Correct!" replied the captain.

"How do we know it's safe then?!" Jordan inquired visibly worried.

"Well... " The captain scratched his chin.

"you have to crack a few ships to make an omelette!" laughed the captain with a shrug.

"More like a few dozen!" exclaimed the wolfman, his face contorted into a look of exhausted disappointment.

"Potato tomato..." shrugged the captain dismissively.

"Those sound nothing alike..." sighed the wolfman as he descended down below the deck to bring the supplies for the journey into the storage room.

The captain let out a sigh but smiled nevertheless as he gestured back to the black-furred wolfman with his thumb.

"That's Grim, he's... always like this... well... since the fifth ship sinking." explained the captain.

"Fifth?" asked Jordan.

"We have attempted this journey on multiple occasions before..." began the captain.

"Eleven times!" from below the deck exclaimed the voice of the wolfman called Grim.

Jordan, John and Alex all looked at the captain.

"I really think I got everything figured out this time!" he assured them.

JohnWillStab let out a sigh.

"Well, It's not like we'll find another ship to Arlepia any time soon..." John sighed.

"That's true..." Jordan agreed.

"Exactly! Why don't you go get settled into your rooms and I go do that thing where I spin the wheel and make the ship move!" exclaimed the captain walking up to the wooden steps leading up to the steering wheel.

--

"He... he does know how to steer a ship, right?" asked John looking at his group and the crew, each crew member avoided eye contact.

"Is this seriously the only ship going to Arlerpia!?" demanded the blond human, he had pale skin and wore a leather vest over a brown shirt and dull blue trousers.

"Ah, yes, this is our other guest, mister NoPissBottles!" exclaimed the captain pointing to the human.

"I have to go with these assholes?" asked NoPissBottles looking at John's group.

"Ermm... I mean... yeah." The captain awkwardly replied.

The name NoPissBottles reminded JohnWillStab of someone, though he wasn't sure who.

"NoPissBottles? I think I remember him from somewhere..."

"Hold on, weren't you the one attacking low-level players?" asked John.

"Eh? So what if I was?" he asked walking up to JohnWillStab and drawing his mace.

"I'm just trying to figure out if that was you..." John shrugged.

"I'm not salty or anything... I mean I'm not exactly in a position to give out about this kind of stuff after the continental-takeover thing..." John thought.

"Well, if you want a piece of me I'd be more than willing to give you the shot at revenge or whatever you want!" exclaimed the man reaching for the giant rusted mace on his back.

From his facial expression alone you could tell that he was an aggressive individual, the mace really was an unnecessary addition.

"No, no! Relax! This ship has to make it to Arlepia remember!" John reminded him.

"Pft! Guess you might have more brains than you look..." Scoffed NoPissBottles before descending down the steps to his room.

John looked to his party member who just offered a shrug each.

"He seems like a reoccurring pain on this voyage..." John sighed.

--

The sound of a bell ringing grabbed John's attention.

He spun around and saw the captain yelling out onto the dock.

"Ship to Arlepia, leaving!" he exclaimed to looks of disbelief and ridicule which were shot the captain's way by the people as one final passenger ran through the dock, suitcase in hand.

He wore a white shirt, black trousers and a black ponytail.

"WAIT FOR ME!" he pleaded as JohnWillStab's gaze fixed on the man.

"This isn't like... a bus... you can just, you know, walk here normally, we're not going to escape." the captain yelled out to the man who continued running up to the ship before dropping on the deck.

He was dragged to his room by Grim before the ship set sail.