(Tag to come)<br/><hr/>Sarah watched the goings on on the deck with a degree of incredulity, mind you she knew exactly enough about sailing not to be a nuisance, and not a knot more... but even the brawler could tell there was a screw loose somewhere, either the prancing fellow or the rest of the crew. But ultimately it wasnt her business how the captain wanted to run his ship, as long as he was willing to either feed her or put her ashore. Her own concerns... namely the fate of her<em>family</em>, was rather more pressing in her mind just then.<br/><br/>So Sarah had only just begun the process of levering herself back to her feet from where she had sprawled herself over the railings, when the ship suddenly rocked. Luckily she still had a hand on the railing which made it easier to keep her balance. As she swayed no more than a little with the moving ship, the wood under her fingers creaking ominously beneath her white-knuckled grip. The cultist had more than her fair share of swimming recently, and was in no hurry to return to the waves.<br/><br/>Straightening out, she cast a level eye about the deck and announced with mock seriousness, "I didn"t do it." Then after a pause added with a more somber tone; "Just in case anyone is inclined to blame the new girl."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2016-11-09 22:19:20, Darkling (uid: 6578) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96845)</div></div>