<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/SaerraTaer.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Ta'er (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6419082#msg6419082)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Blue Iguana<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Du’an (indirectly).</div><br/>Ta’er moved with the sway of a born sailor, even if he wasn’t. He had only been on the sea for about five years since Du’an had decided to join a ship and he had followed him. He liked the sea, though. It quickly had become home for him. He didn’t like being on shore, now. Solid ground felt odd to him; it didn’t move. The only place that moved exactly how he wanted the world to move would be the crow’s nest, if he was honest with himself. Well, and certain places when he was with certain men that did certain things to him, of course, but the latter he didn’t think about all too often and certainly did not do so right now. Nope. Not even half a thought.<br/><br/>He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts he wasn’t having, but then spotted Du’an. His brother was hitting on a female and he but shot a slight smile at him as he knew better than to interrupt when he was playing. It had taken some time, but Ta’er no longer followed his brother like a puppy nor a shadow. He followed him still, of course, but only in the greater scheme of things. Not every damn second of the day.<br/><br/>Taking a stool, he wondered how long the ship would remain still and grounded. She must be feeling horrible by now, much like him. She was made for the sea and he was hooked to it by now.<br/>He raised a hand for a drink and here and there saw people from The Dirty Secret he shot smiles and nods at before laying down his coins for his drink and taking a large gulp of what was supposed to pass off as beer in these regions.