Night had taken Boralus and Slade found himself standing on her docks, watching as the ship that was to take him to Stormwind once more was readied. He had his bo-staff on his back, a medium sized bag with what he had was slung over his shoulder. The ship was ready, and the Gilneans cold blue eyes were locked on it, he was frozen, flashes of that night the ship went down passing through his mind. The Sailor shook off the notion with a growl. He stepped up the ramp, then onto the ship where he immediately went below deck and grabbed a drink to shoot back to calm his nerves. This done, he made his way above deck once more, nature taking over as those blue eyes scanned the area around him. That cold gaze went to the rigging and ropes first as he walked over to a set, running his hand along the rope. “New.” he muttered, eyes going to the sails then. “Not worn.” he told himself, taking a deep breath.
The ship began to lurch away from the dock and panic grabbed the man again. He grunted and made his way to the railing, looking out over the darkened night. “Nigh’ sailin’, i’s dangerous.” he muttered, but inhaled deeply, unable to fight the smile that found his face at the smell and the feel of the wind on his face again. As the ship danced along the water, the Harvest Witch relaxed, smiling still as he made his way around the ship, looking out here and there, yet still weary of his surroundings. The wind blew his hair back, though it was tied back with several bands going down his long ponytail, his steps confident as he made his way to the front of the vessel, looking to the sky. He was excited now, pacing along the deck, he missed this and it was growing on him quickly once more. Eventually, the ship made it to the harbor of Stormwind and he moved below deck to gather his things. Time on the water these days always made his knee ache, so the staff was scooped up and used as a walking stick as he waited for everyone to leave the ship. Finally, he found himself coming down the ramp, eyes going to Kevin who was waiting, but in that moment all the memories of his time here before flooded him, almost too much to handle. When he finally heard what Kevin was saying, he nodded as they began to walk, eventually splitting off, Slade disappearing into the night of the city.
@bastard-blackstone for mentions!)