[Mordred's stuck waiting for the moment when his assignment with his inmate begins, so he's taken it upon himself to explore the ship a little further.
He starts with the deck, and is startled to see the miles upon endless miles of water stretching out from every side of the hull. He's heard about things like this in the vague story-tale sketchings of people passing through Camelot, but he's never actually seen anything like it.
A ship heading nowhere. It's quite disorienting. The salty air smells good though, at least, and he closes his eyes for a moment as it brushes past his cheeks.]
(action - on deck)
He starts with the deck, and is startled to see the miles upon endless miles of water stretching out from every side of the hull. He's heard about things like this in the vague story-tale sketchings of people passing through Camelot, but he's never actually seen anything like it.
A ship heading nowhere. It's quite disorienting. The salty air smells good though, at least, and he closes his eyes for a moment as it brushes past his cheeks.]