<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/97/Fb7e8e46b085aeb893d245ac3ee0151e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=232509.msg11459571#msg11459571)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Hit points:</strong> 33/33 <strong>Hit die:</strong> 5d8 <strong>Initiative:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong> Infected with swamp disease (Rolled a 3)<br/><strong>Abilities:</strong> S1: 1/4  S2: 2/3  S3: 2/2  |  Hero Points: 1  |  Bardic Inspiration 3/4d8<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> Rapier, Diplomat's Pack, Horn, Lute, Leather Armor, Dagger, Favor of an admirer (Crimson necktie), Costume, Belt Pouch, Arcane Focus - Crystal, 5gp, a silver spoon with an M engraved on the handle, a scrap of cloth from an old banner</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Another little piece of Vix's hope and confidence died as it was confirmed that these people didn't have any way out either.  Instead, she looked back to the group.<br/><br/>"So, two options."  She sighed.  "We try to take this place over and have our own powerful mobile ship, or we slink back off to our own little ship and live to fight another day.  If we want the former, we need to decide to do it quickly."