<div class="floatright">(http://perampaion.webs.com/laomythweavers.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lao Dar<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Harbour, Blessed Trident<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lao wastes little time, saying: "<em>Thank you, priestess,</em>" and promptly ascends the gangplank and onto the<em>Blessed Trident</em>. He glances at the cabin boy, who looks like one who has found himself in a particularly frightening situation without due time to prepare, but his attention is primarily concerned with the ship's crew.<br/><br/>The men and women of the ship have paused in their work and now stare at the half-ogre with looks ranging from bemusement to outrage. A resigned mutter escapes Lao's throat, but he straightens his back and motions for the cabin boy to show him below. Following the boy, Lao realises quickly that the ship was built with humans in mind and no one else: He has too stoop down to fit under the ceiling, leading to a few snickers behind his back which he tries to pretend he can't hear, and his enormous bow requires a great deal of manouvering to get about down in the cramped spaces of the ship.