<div class="floatleft">(http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/PirateWoman.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Roxelana Sandsmarque (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=847240)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On deck<br/><strong>Tag:</strong><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Taking the Wheel<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Roxelana climbed up from below deck, clasping the last few buttons on her top.  The wind caused her hair to blow wildly about her face like the tendrils of some sea monster.  Brushing an unruly mass over an ear, she took in the situation.<br/><br/>"Ah, a sea such as the bountiful heaving bosom of Besmara." she said with a smile, taking in the less than calm waters that the Gilded Lady found herself in.  Roxelana squinted at the approaching ships.  "Oh my, the locals seem a little agitated.  And we haven't even hit port yet."<br/><br/>Roxelana ran up from the deck to the quarterdeck.  "Perhaps I may be of assistance with getting the Lady into port?"<br/><br/>Profession Sailor Roll: At 2016-09-06 20:23:55, Grizzly (uid: 26427) rolls: 1d20a+9 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=94086)