↳⚓ ❂ Dock

Baekho had given up on actually trying to manoeuvre the ship. It was way too much for him to handle on his own. He could manage to avoid simple dangers, but as for getting it on any specific course... He was lost. The past few hours had passed with him standing there, leaning over the railing by the wheel and peering out into the distance, watching as small islands floated by.

He wondered how he was supposed to make it. How did one manage to survive in a world so similar, yet so vastly different from one's own?

A sudden gust of wind pulled the ship of its current course, slowly steering it towards a nearby port. A long wooden dock was swiftly approaching, and in a small fit of panic Baekho leapt off the railing and flailed for a rope, his free hand reaching for his sword to cut down the main sails. They hit the deck hard and the ship slid slower through the water. Baekho's momentum didn't slow down though, launching him almost of the deck as he landed back on his feet rather ungracefully.