Thalya Balworth (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=90729)<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/d51733c7-212f-4bfc-ad58-a6d67e51b00c.jpg)</div><br/>Even with the best eyes around there is no way in freezing hell one can discern anything in this pea soup of a weather.  Visibility is very poor and the only way the enemy ship would find them is if they suddenly stumble right before them, and that would disastrous for both ships.<br/><br/>Thalya had received a fresh set of clothes from the one torn during the battle with the fishmen, but as before it brought little in the way of comfort or preserving her modesty from cold pelting rain.  At least her bosoms have been covered with bandages thanks to the ministrations of Alyssa.  Speaking of the female captain she wonders if she was still annoyed by the fiasco she and Al’ Rhayel committed to her earlier.  She left the duty of lookout to the rest of the sailors and headed for the ship’s poop deck where Alyssa was navigating the ship.<br/><br/>“Are you still angry?” Thalya began.  “One again I apologize for anything I said that might have upset you, Alyssa.  But let bygones be bygones, okay?  Anyways, it looks like we lost them, don’t you think?”<br/><br/>But the busty sorceress spoke too soon as the lookout shouted of a ship sighted dead ahead.  “Have they caught up to us?” Thayla wondered as worry came over her, of the prospect of no choice but having to fight their way out.  But after a while it became apparent that ship ahead was not the same ship pursuing them, for it appeared unmoving and its sails tattered.<br/><br/>Thayla pondered if investigating the derelict vessel would be wise at this point in time when the possibility of their pursuers catching up with them still remains.  But Alyssa seemed compliant with the druidess’ suggestion of checking the ship out and the sorceress did not want to second guess flamed-haired girl captain again.  And yes, there is a smell of opportunity here but at the same time a potential risk of danger involved.  What if this were a trap of sorts; what perils await them on this ‘ghost ship’ that just appeared out of nowhere.<br/>