<div class="floatleft">(http://i1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/Aadreal/E%20characters/Narindi_zps8bf4c54a.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Narindi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bow of the ship (Upper Deck)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Aramis<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The meaning of his true name being given was lost on Narindi.  Though the names did seem to suit the blue tinged man.  Placing her hand over her heart, she gave a small bow.  "It is a honor and a pleasure, Aramis."<br/><br/>Smiling as she watched the man hurry off to collect his things she once more turned her attention to the songs.  Stretching her neck, she began with a low and guttural sound.  It built slowly, growing louder and then softer as it gradually rose in pitch.  By the time Aramis returned the tide was higher than normal, rolling in from the harbor at an unnatural rate for the sky being so clear.  Satisfied with the progress she changed the tune, gesturing for Aramis to join in, her strange eyes upon him.<br/><br/>Her tone changed abruptly, from deep and rough to something higher as she began singing to the winds.  The sound of breezes causing the sails to snap providing a sharp contrast.  Narindi's body began to sway, voice working through a series of chords as the flute accompanied her.  Her throat began to burn, the strain of pushing herself adding to the ache that seemed almost a part of her.<br/><br/>Before the branding her voice was light and airy, like the sun reflecting on the waves.  Now it was harsh and rough, breaking like the choppy sea before a storm.  The winds were picking up,  causing her hair and dress to whip about wildly.  Between the overly swollen morning tide and the building winds the crew would have little difficulty in getting the ship free of the docks in a hurry.