Re: BOLL
The wounded Captain looks at the Dwarf, his chest his heaving in pain, and perhaps fear, with a touch of frustration and anger.
Ivy Jogs the last few yards to the Men who are cranking the wheel on this side, what is the fare, to cross by your ferry...
then men are grunting,, one says through gritted teeth...,,kids an' small animals? a cooper yeach, Horses 5 coopers, adults of any kind 5 coopers, wagons an' carts 1 or two silvers, depending on the load
Ivy stand and watches the barege, as he sees the child and his dog in fronts with two other adults.