<div class="floatright">(http://static.zerochan.net/Fujiwara.no.Sai.full.1613342.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Okibura Ness, Half-Elf Oracle</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 46/46 / <strong>Init</strong> +6<br/><strong>AC</strong> 27 / <strong>Touch</strong> 12 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 26 / <strong>CMD</strong> 17<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +10 / <strong>Ref</strong> +10 / <strong>Will</strong> +10<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +3 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -2<br/><hr/><strong>Spells</strong><br/><strong>1st level:</strong> 8/8<br/><strong>2nd level:</strong> 7/7<br/><strong>3rd level:</strong> 4/4<br/><hr/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/></div></div><hr/>"Very well... Captain," Okibura-san said slowly, a hint of detached disapproval in his voice. On the one hand, there was sense to stopping shore leave while they were still here to ward off trouble. The soldiers aboard would not like it, but they would have followed the directive, and Captain Nautius could have easily sent people for specific tasks. Allowing crew members to come and go from the ship as they pleased was a calculated risk, sacrificing security for the morale of the crew, but this was the Captain's decision to make. The pregnant pause might have indicated how easily officers could fall from grace in the eyes of the Navy, especially if it was found that their decisions caused disorder within the ranks or caused unneeded trouble for the Navy. Still, it might just as easily have been nothing of the sort, simply a manner of the masked man's speech.<br/><br/>It was always hard to tell what Okibura-san was thinking, even more-so due to the stony mask that hid his face, and which is rarely took off except upon the ship proper. You wouldn't imagine that someone could possibly eat or drink while wearing it, but somehow the onmyouji managed to do so with little difficulty. There had even been talk on the ship, and questions asked why the man, who had such an attractive face, hid it from view when off-board the ship. Still, the mysterious half-smile he sometimes wore that gave him an almost condescending air and his words, which while quiet, still held an air of power, had stopped most from asking him directly. Onmyoji tended to have that sort of aura, and Okibura-san was no exception. Some had even whispered that when speaking with him, they tended to turn around to find things out of place from where they had left him, and strange sounds sometimes thudded against the hull, making him an even stranger enigma.<br/><br/>"Well then, Captain," he said after another few moments passed. "There seems little to do here, what with the atmosphere having gone more-than-a-little stale. Perhaps it might be prudent to return to the ship if there are no other pressing matters that need to be dealt with? If you have no more duties for me to attend, I will be happy to be escorted back to the ship," he said, his attitude grating slightly, but few could fault him for his manners.