Everything was chaos on the pirate ship, and getting worse by the second.  She was ready for the two remaining pirates when suddenly the Ramen decided to crash the party by taking them both out. Tyora just rolled her eyes a bit at the lame ass attempt at banter.  But at least she could actually notch the arrow she had been holding and readied it as it was supposed to be used.  Asking if she was a healer, Tyora shook her head.<span style="color: green">“Only to myself.  Can’t channel the magic to someone else in that way.”</span>She answered coldly as the chaos continued.<br/><br/>And she made a comment again in reply.  After he had dealt with the third pirate.  The way he said to make the shorts count made his words sound to her like an insult to her skill.  She glared back.<span style="color: green">“I don’t miss what I am aiming at Ramen.  I can take care of myself, you worry about you ‘Ramen’.”</span>She replied back, though the emphasis she made on his race was filled with insult.  She obviously didn’t like Ramen.  But after that she couldn’t pay him much attention as another group of pirates stated to approach.<br/><br/>The disgusting one especially had her attention as she watched them all move towards her with threats in their eyes.  The disgusting one with all that chest hair… just looking at him made the elf grimace in complete and utter disgust.  He she would be sure to kill first if she could at all.  The third actually didn’t look half bad if it wasn’t for the missing teeth, and the very vulgar gestures he was making towards her chest, which her rags of a shirt were hanging from.  But seeing it all, she was ready for when they attacked, so she was expecting it when it came.<br/><br/>She had been such an easy catch, being on the border of unconscious and completely disoriented when they had attacked.  They were not prepared for when she Pulled her bow back quickly and then released the arrow, but not into one of them.  No, instead she released it into the deck just in front of the bald one’s foot, her target.  As soon as she released the arrow she moved forward with her bow.  Dodging the second pirates grabs to the side, she spun her bow like a staff to crash it into the side of his head.  She continued her spin to more toward the disgusting one, ducking under his swing before springing up fast with all her strength.  She brought her knee up to crash hit into his chin, as hard as she could.  Immediately after she leaped backwards out of there reach.<br/><br/>That was just in time to feel the wash of magical power that even she couldn’t be numb to.  She groan lightly in pain, and grimaced upon feeling it flow out from the human girl surrounded by pirates.  In reaction to it, every one of the elf’s tattoos began to glow and burn.  It was too much magic and every one of her tattoos reacted to the magic with Tyora’s own magic stored within them, not even close to the amount that the girl was releasing to frighten the pirates… that was her goal right?  If anyone looked her way they would see the almost tigerstripe like tattoos on her body glowing in a flowing almost rainbow like pattern.  Glowing the color of each gemstone that made up the tattoos.  Bright Red, lush forest green, a deep yellow, an icy blue, a dark watery azure.  All representing different elements and their different forms she used.<br/><br/>When she came back to her senses, and quieted down the magic roiling though her tattoos with help of her partner, who was quivering in fear hidden in her hair.  She watched as a vast majority of the pirates ran off, even abandoning ship.  She knew why, she was tempted to join them, though she got a feeling she was not a target of this girl.  That said girl and the pirate captain.  Standing up slowly, The elf drew another arrow, setting it in her bow, ready again as she heard the anger from the captain and his few remaining, calling for the warlock.<br/><br/>It may have surprised the captain, but not Tyora when the dark woman barely appeared, setting the treasure chest down before disappearing again to abandon the man.  Forcing her own magic, avoiding using the stored power in her tattoos, she started to focus some power into her bow, and her arrow.<span style="color: green">“Dear captain, some of us don’t need get closer.”</span>She pulled back the bowstring the arrow and bow started to glow with some crackling static like lightning dancing over it’s length.<br/><br/>Dropping the aim of her bow down, She let loose the crackling arrow towards the deck near the captain.  As soon as it would hit, the lightning would be released to hit those closest.  Her aim was to get the captain to at least save the ashen, and warped elf.  Even if she got hit by the stunning lightning in the process.  The young girl may be focusing an intense magical power, but she could not move fast enough to save the elf.  Her arrows could.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>