Masked-Cannibal

Charles never enjoyed boat travel, even the thought of it alone made him wince. He just... didn't like the idea of being stuck in such a small space for such a long stretch of time, or being continuously rocked back and forth by the waves, however he figured there were some things that you had to do if you wanted something in return, even if you didn't enjoy doing them.   Reluctantly, he slithered into the compartment of the ferry that he and his rather large family were due to be staying on during the trip, sighed and set his suitcase down before coiling his exceptionally long tail up and flopping down ontop of it. He closed his eyes in hope