<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/Dalen.jpg)</div><strong>Name of PC:</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">DALEN TOESMASHER</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Deck --> Rigging<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open {Narindi}<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>His emerald eyes watched her carefully, considering in an almost hopeless fashion, trying to formulate the correct response.<br/>"Dalen Toesmasher of the Dwiin Sil Brod, Terror of the highlands and warbeast of the sea," Dalen said after a moment's consideration, "The crow's nest is mine home should ya need to find me.  remember this day well though, as I do not allow insult to play unanswered, respect the captain and first mate and don't make me have to come for ya, aye?"<br/>He again hooked his ax on the rigging and climbed hand over hand til he sat on the rope. Looking around he growled throaty and deep.  The guards were only a couple ships away and that could only mean bad news, looking for that haas-filoth without a doubt.  That one was going to be trouble of that he was sure,<br/>"Be careful StrunBriinah, it appears that the enemy comes."<br/>With that he scurried a little further up the rope and poised at a junction, but still relatively close to the beguiling stormsinger.