Critical Role (Web Series)
hell hath no fury like a sea leviathan scorned
by sockablock
And now, in the dusk-filled silence of his room, Sabian falls asleep. The swaying of the seas, so familiar, so soft, rocks his cot like a shallow snore. A gentle breeze trips past the porthole hung ajar by his feet. He sighs. All is peaceful. All is calm. And then, he opens his eyes.