<div class="floatleft">(http://i1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/Aadreal/E%20characters/Narindi_zps8bf4c54a.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Narindi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bow of the ship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dalen/Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Narindi was far too shocked by the sudden rage that overtook the child.  No, not a child.  Though she did not understand what he was, except enraged at her.  The slam of the ax into the planking was finally enough to make her move.  Backing up with wide eyed fear until her heel caught on the rope bundle where she'd placed her cloak.  Falling back into it with a flurry of white fabric.<br/><br/>“Please!  I apologize!  I did not know!”  She struggled a bit to free herself but each wiggle only caused her to sink deeper.  Trapping her before this tiny and mad lunatic.  “I've never encountered one of your kind.  From a distance I could not tell you were different, were special.  No insult was intended, now I see you are not a child.”  Irritation joined in with her fearful expression as her knees were almost at her chin and her sinking ceased only because her rear met the planking.<br/><br/>Her gaze was now level with his if not a bit lower.  “Now I see you are a warrior of great might.  Only one who was so could strike so cleanly and carefully even when in a rage.  I ask if not your forgiveness than at least your understanding for my mistake.”  She truly believed her words, having seen far too many sailors with missing toes and fingers because they were not as skilled as they believed.