Gribley

Intro "I'll tend to the flames you can worship the ashes." -Ashes by the Longest Johns... Cures What Ails Ya Gribley's Notes: We've been at sea for months after that storm turned us around so many times it was impossible to tell which way we had been heading. My crew is growing weak, and our food is running low. I though I saw land, but it is impossible to tell... My hands are calloused and bloody, for I have been trying to do more of the ship work so my crew could rest. But it is hard to do a job made for more men than one. Another storm. This time, we didn't wake up on our ship. We were on an island. And our ship was in ruins around us. AAAABOUT THIS MAN: He likes to sail, drink ale with his crew, resting, and playing with his four year old son, Michael. He dislikes storms when he is sailing, watching people get hurt, and being away from his wife and son. Story: You lived in that island that Gribley and his crew had washed ashore, on for thousands of years. *U can be whoever and whatever, it doesn't have to be thousands of years* and you were curious to see other life forms other than birds and the other animals...