<div class="floatleft">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Royce-Closeup.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Royce O'Malley<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Esperanza, Main Deck<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1, Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lourdes, Sarah<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making friends<br/><hr/><br/>Royce had been trying to keep an eye on Lourdes, to see what the other woman was doing as she moved about the tall masts but the sun in her eyes was making things difficult.  Sarah had picked a good spot on the railing, well shaded against the bright sun of the day, and Royce walked over to the rail beside her.<br/><br/>"Hi there, what is a girl like you doing on a ship like this?"  Sarah had said in greeting as Royce approached.  The tone was a little surprising at first, given how many of the crew, mostly the men, seemed to enjoy a good growl in their tone and a sneerish curl on the lips.  Royce looked the woman over as she leaned against the rail side her.  Sarah was sitting with her back against the railing in a relaxed manner, distancing herself from the hustle and bustle of the crew around her.  She was well armed, a dagger and sword visible on her hip, and there was also the light scent of a night spent drinking that fought the sea breeze for dominance, but that would hardly stand out with this crew, not after just leaving Port Royal.  Long dark hair spilled over bared shoulders in an attractive cascade.<br/><br/>"A nice girl like me, you mean?" Royce replied with a smile.  "Someone in a pub lured me away from my promising career as a barfly with promises of plunder and adventure.  How about you?"