Jayant was once again aboard the Half Moon. This time, feeling a little more bold, he had opted to climb up to the crow's nest. A fairly simple task for an experienced sailor like himself. The Rhuumali now stood as high as he could go, staring out at the sea that could be seen outside the walled harbor. Though occasionally his gaze turned to the ship below him to watch the samurai and their servants move about the deck as they prepared for the day.
Jayant smiled slightly at feeling back at home, even if it was a foreign home. It was the closest he was going to get for awhile.
