<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>Crow's Nest (IT’S MINE!)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>Dalen sighed and tossed her hand aside, he needed no permission.  His short arms reached forth and seized her hips.  With surprising strength he lifted her out of the spool with ease.  Setting her down as a child might gently set aside a favorite rag doll.<br/>"You are the child to be true," Dalen said bemused, "but at least you understand, me thinks."<br/>He turned away from her and seized the ax, with a single hand he lifted the great blade free of the deck, with a squeak as the wood let go.  He rested it over his shoulder and looked at her slightly confused.<br/>"Well, get up!" He said sharply but not aggressively.