<div class="floatleft">(http://i1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/Aadreal/E%20characters/Narindi_zps8bf4c54a.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Narindi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Above Deck<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Narindi's influence ensured the weather was fair, the winds strong, clouds holding off their rain for the time being.  Finding a clear bit of deck she sat with a bowl of sea water.  Soaking the bits of dress with Rennet's blood she then rubbed the soiled spot against the wood of the deck in an attempt to clean it.  Her tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth as she worked, intent on keeping the only clothing she had clean.<br/><br/>The rest of the crew waited for dinner, being new she expected to receive one of the last servings.  She was in no hurry, despite the rumbles in her stomach.  All things considered, they were very lucky so a little hunger was nothing to worry over.  Rennet appeared to be on the mend, as much as he could be.  They didn't lose any crew and the dragon, which she still didn't believe was real, didn't seem to follow them.  She was rather disappointed that she didn't get to see the mythical beast, though from the stories those who did see it told made it seem terrifying.