<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Amadaiya-avatar-picsay.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amadaiya Solaris (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=160364.msg7720468#msg7720468)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Old Salt Tavern in Esum<br/><strong>Players nearby:</strong>Vael, Deshco Corran<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow at the man and his appetite. That could pose problems, since food at sea was limited to what you could carry on board and the fish you could catch in the sea. But nonetheless, she still wanted his talents upon her ship. It seemed as if he didn't quite fit in here. The ones who don't fit in make the best pirates.<br/><br/>She ignored his first comment, she didn't care about his opinion on the food which he downed. Instead, she answered the second, the question. "Many things are upon my mind if that is which you mean. I have a damaged ship with crew slots to be filled and hardly a worthy body in sight. Though if you mean rather that there might be something to do with you which bothers me. Well, the answer to that is yes, no, and maybe." It was a roundabout response, but Captain Soloris was known for giving such at times. A good leader had to have skills with speaking and sparing of tongues as much as swords.<br/><br/>Her next move was thus; she sat down. Without permission and without warning she pulled out the chair across from the man, swept her cape back and sat. She tilted her hat back upon her head ever so slightly, then crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair and looked at the man once more with raised eyebrow. "I have a proposal for you. If you care to hear it, that is." She told him and awaited response.