Reaches the last ship to Neverwinter

After resting for a few hours after a long days travel, Dante begins to clean up the camp site. It was a rather uneventful night, with not even a badger to bother him while he slept in a rather open location. He quickly bathed at a small, near-by waterfall, dressed, then went on his way.

His horse carried him rather fast through the woods, and soon back onto clear fields. Looking to his left, he noticed a team of female adventurers speaking to a drow male... the drow seemed built. More muscular then the rest of his species, and somewhat bigger as well. However, he decided that those women were enough to handle one drow and continued on his way.

After another few hours of galloping, he finally reached a small harbour-side town from which he could ferry across to the Neverwinter city docks. "You did well Falco, I'll make sure you get well taken care of". He took the horse to a rather well kept stable, and paid the stable boy there some extra gold to give the horse a good meal and a trip home.

"LAST SHIP TOWARDS NEVERWINTER!! ALL ABOARD!!"

Dante heard the yell from a mile away. He gave a quick thanks to the stable boy, then bolted towards the docks. He ran, lept and bounded across obstacles with acrobatic prowess as he made his way for the parting ship. He could hear the anchor being pulled, and sails unfurling. Only one chance to make it:

Grabbing on to a nearby hanging sign, he flipped upwards, catching a suspended rope with his tough leather gloves. He quickly slid down the rope, letting go to catch another suspended rope and quickly front-flipped off. With one well-placed kick off a tall wooden post, he sunk his blade deep into the side of the departing ship and climbed upwards.

His gasping tired body hauled itself over the railing of the ship, and plopped on to the deck. "Sorry I'm late", he said, "I guess I was... 'horsing around' too much". He was surprised to see a rather sultry looking female captain looking down at him, with a slight look of surprise in her eyes. She looked to be a half-elf, with long raven-black hair. Dante quickly noticed this, and smiled up at her.

Maybe it was more then luck that he managed to catch the last ship?