Quote Originally Posted by Cleric of Hell’s Brigade View Post
Owen pauses and stared, eyes roving over the ancient battleship.

Amazing.

He had obviously never seen one in person, but he’d read enough and spoken to enough older people to listen to stories that had been passed down. Long ago massive ships had sailed the waters of the world, and before him lays one.

He grins and gazes at it with all his senses, Keen Eye and Identify roving over it.

OT: Is there a name Owen can see, Sandy?
Somewhere along the side, Owen catches sight of some barely readable wording. Though most of it was worn away with age....he was able to gathered the following.

"U-S En--prize"