<div class="floatleft">(http://www.asiafinest.com/chinese/gif/jetli.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alumaya Élathrasur<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aboard, below decks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amara Smite<br/><hr/><br/><br/>He nodded, chuckling at her selection of comments, one concerning the fact that men hadn't left food for her, and had ended up ruing it, and the fact that he might have poisoned the meat. He tilted his head, taking these comments for how they meant them, not for how he might be understood to take them.<br/><br/>"Well, I assume yes, Amara, men around here hold you in no low regard, None of them, since you are the surgeon of ship as well as a hardy fighter of your own merit. However," He said, standing and making for the stairway up to the top deck," The want of food, and the fact that some of them are still recovering from their last night of fun on land might end up with some of them forgetting their fear, until it might be too late."<br/><br/>"As for me poisoning the food..." He shook his head as they scaled teh ladder up to the top deck," I was the first to eat, before leaving it out for the rest of the crew, so if it is poisoned, you will be the first I will tell when it starts taking effect," He grinned and pulled himself up into the top deck, breathing the fresh air heartily," You are the surgeon, after all."<br/><br/>Then his eyes flickered over to something on the side of the ship, and as Amara came up behind him, he tugged at her sleeve and indicated the hook to be seen on the side of the ship, and the subtle black bump looking like a hood coming up the side," What an odd barnacle ot be found on the side of the ship, wouldn't you say, friend of mine?" He asked with a chuckle.