<div class="floatleft">(https://images.8tracks.com/cover/i/012/939/486/8a474a3963453392c378102935294dd2-3394.jpg?rect=0,82,563,563&amp;q=98&amp;fm=jpg&amp;fit=max)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>DASHING MINSTREL | ROEN TUSK</strong></span></span><br/>Half-Elf Gestalt (Rogue | Bard) | Background: Entertainer | Chaotic Good<br/><br/>The young man stirred awake as your blessed energy cascaded into his beautiful spirit and made him sound.  He took a deep breath for air.  Though he was afraid, he took an almost immediate comfort that, at the very least, you were there with him.  He felt that he could do anything as long as you were beside him.  He took your hands in his, cradled them and kissed them.  He began to sob with happiness.<br/><br/>"Blaize!" he said, his voice made coarse by the saltwater, "You live, my sweet rose!  Oh, I was so afraid."<br/><br/>This is what he recounted:<br/><br/>"When we fell into the water, I went face first into the waves, but I think you hit the keel on the way down.  The ship was listing in such a terrifying way.  I swam after you, but the ship sank and pulled us down with it.  I couldn't get around it without leaving you, and... and... well, we were trapped, and that was that.  I managed to find an air pocket inside of the captain's cabin, and found Master Gregor."  Master Gregor was the half-orc strongman.  "Master Gregor helped punch a hole through the hull of the ship so we could escape."<br/><br/>Here, Roen looked down and frowned most deeply.<br/><br/>"He..." Roen was just now realizing something.  "He told me that he didn't know how to swim."