By afternoon,
While assisting Sherlock in loading the cargo onto the ship, Richard also boarded.
Descending to the deck below, he entered the cabin and surveyed the entire chamber with a glance. Truthfully spoken, the cabin was not very large but was quite dry and lacked much dampness. This was far better than the ships he had taken when he first came to the East Coast, or when he departed from White Stone Tower to Mo'er.
The cabin contained a few pieces of furniture, not many, but all were practical. Tables, chairs, and beds bore traces of the years but shone with a faint luster after being cleaned. These pieces of furniture and some decorations were securely fastened to prevent damage from the swaying at sea.
Richard walked to the small wooden table, sat down, and felt satisfied as he nodded his head.
