(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/132/0/8/OC___Faar_by_elfguy.jpg)<br/><br/>Faar sat on the top of the tallest mast. It wasn't her post, or her duty to watch the horizon, it's just something she liked to do. As an adventurer, Faar loved seeing new things, experiencing new places. She was a skilled fighter on the ground, and vanquished many monsters, explored many ruins and dungeons. But when she got the opportunity to embark on a ship, a pirate ship with a large crew, she jumped on the opportunity.<br/><br/>This was her first time on the water, at least in anything bigger than a small barque. She wasn't quite sure what their mission was, or who did what, but she didn't really care. Faar was not one to pay much attention to these things. Instincts served her better.<br/><br/>Hearing the loud shout, she looked down and saw the Orc wanted to meet everyone. She stood up and stretched. Then, she jumped to a rope, agilely grabbing it, then let herself down to floor level. She then casually walked over to the man and leaned on a wall, adjusting her tight leather outfit before crossing her arms, waiting for him to talk.<br/>