<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c4/a2/eb/c4a2eb3622a5fd5f4149b8e094a22fa3.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Danae Vine-Lott (https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/13428552/mqOlTT)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Charlotte, down to the lifeboats<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>White cotton jodhpurs (unbuttoned), loose grey muslin riding shirt with collar open and sleeves rolled up, barefoot<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Descent into the Abyss<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Margaret, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was only one way out of the dying wreck of the Charlotte, and that was down.  She clambered down the rungs of the shattered balustrade, lower into the roiling abyss of broken wood, floating detritus, and foaming sea.  If the wind picked up, she did not know whether she could hold on.  The wood was rendered slippery by the sea-spray, and the magnificent wreck of the Charlotte groaned and jolted, rising and falling like a harpooned whale.  Finally perched above the tender boat, she called out Margaret, "Good shot, Lady Hotspur!" She had a great admiration for a woman who knew how to wield a gun well, "I do not think I could have done better myself."<br/><br/>With that, she dropped into the crowded huddle of wet and fearful bodies into the tender boat, and reached out overboard, trailing her arm in the water in case Yvonne had managed to find purchase on some jetsam or flotsam to keep her above-water.  "We should not tarry much longer," Danae said with grim resignation, "if any have seen the woman who fell overboard we should extend an oar for her. Otherwise, I fear we must leave. If any part of the ship capsizes, it may take us with it."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception Check to identify any signs of life in the water</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-08-08 19:24:43, MdG (uid: 41210) rolls: 1d20m3 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138492)</div></div>