<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>Devon, Lourdes, Sarah<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making friends<br/><hr/><br/>Royces expression darkened and her jaw tightened.  Her bright eyes narrowed as she replied.  "There were them that were none too pleased and a few that were overly so.  We came to an...understanding...after one of the crew found me a might more thorn than rose."  There was the hint of pain and menace in her words, washing over memories of the past.  "The gutters of London were me teacher long before the Royal Navy."<br/><br/>She gave a tired sigh.  "This is conversation more appropriate over ale than a ships wheel.  I'd best get myself aloft and get them sails up proper."  She tapped a finger to her forehead and turned towards the deck.<br/><br/>Royce made her way along the ships railing towards where Lourdes and Sarah were standing.