OoC: well you did say anyone, so I guess I qualify, My character is Osbeorn

BiC: Osbeorn walked slowly up the street of the little village. The tiny houses and little people made him feel abnormally huge, though by many people's standards he was. He walked up the street, his huge ax resting on his shoulder. He was looking for the ship he was told could get him back to the wild, on anywhere other then this little town. He saw the ship, it's crew busily moving crates and barrels around, preparing for their journey. Osbeorn walked up to the man whom he assumed was captain of the ship, "Am I correct in that you still need crewmen?" he asked in an indifferent tone. The captain turned and looked up with great shock, "We're... uh...full.." he said hesitantly,
Osbeorn grunted with annoyance,"Then you'd better make room little man, I'm not in the mood to go looking for another vessel."

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