(Just out of curiousity, do you know if anyone else is going to be joining us in working on this RPG?)
It's been almost two days since the fishing boat had left Japan, and though Alana was all about doing things the old fashioned way even she could not understand why these people had not chosen to even attempt to invest in a motorized boat rather than this relatively modern looking sailing ship of theirs...it was taking way longer than it could have to navigate to the far shores of the U.S. and the quarters were rather cramped, she had wound up sleeping on the floor because the men of the crew thought that to be the only place she was worthy of sleeping; as if she were some dog or other animal. She only hoped that something would happen that would somehow get them to respect her more.
But then, around roughly four in the afternoon by her sense of time someone on deck started shouting loudly. "SHIP! I SEE A SHIP UP AHEAD!" Alana grabbed her sword after quickly finishing the vegetables she was cutting; though it was a small crew it had proven a long chore to prepare and cook for everyone onboard and she was glad for the excitement, and the break it gave her.