<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/472018719456100362/545318329728893048/ae65ccc835e994bbb2e2b97efd5564c0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lourdes Joie<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Deck<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Royce O'Malley, Sarah Jackson<br/><strong>Content:</strong>More yappin<br/><hr/>"Oh, is england an Ireland? I assume you all came from the same place." Lourdes said with a shrug, acting like it didn't bother her so much that she knew so little about the world outside of her home and her little ship. "I come from Haiti." She wasn't sure if the girl had ever heard of it, "French colony, but no more. We fought off the bastards and it's our island now." She said proudly.<br/><br/>Lourdes scoffed a little at Sarah and laughed, "Oh don't you' worry, I know just what to do with their kind." She gave a smile that could cut sail cloth as she rocked back and forth on her heels. Lourdes seemed fine with lollygagging on the deck. Ship seemed to be sailing just fine without her. "Killed my fair share of Europeans. More, even."<br/><br/>"I'm here because I know these islands. Cap'n hired me as a striker. I'm a good shot and a better sneak." She said. "What good are the two of you, I wonder?" She asked curiously glancing between Royce and Sarah.  "Surely ya don't just tie knots all day."