<div class="floatleft">(https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/530bb19ae4b0f46761869858/1612110115174-GV8QNZ2OBFCLR1WWL8C2/ke17ZwdGBToddI8pDm48kHB00BEkyRRGLt1RtQ7mpNsUqsxRUqqbr1mOJYKfIPR7LoDQ9mXPOjoJoqy81S2I8PaoYXhp6HxIwZIk7-Mi3Tsic-L2IOPH3Dwrhl-Ne3Z2OOsNqtIpJt34lX9D_gnHcBUjXvwolrSIHY2FWcE2ob4xb27qhdBlCJwccbVYQTp-/Cartographer+Kyla+Morgan.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Rayna (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2459501)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lv Gunslinger 3/alchemist 1</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51<br/><strong>AC:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+8<hr/>Rayna was well prepared for the big boom that was coming, so she plugged her ears. But she forgot to give a heads up, which she would no doubt pay for later. But she took her shot anyway. Though before she could see if it hit or not a mysterious fog cloud took over the area between the ships. “<strong>Damn it!”</strong>Rayna cursed as she wanted to see her aim prove true. Sadly that was not to be the case, “<strong>I suppose that is up to the prize...or the captain.”</strong>Rayna laughed as Buyo moved to let the captive free. “<strong>Luck got nothing to do with it! I got skills!”</strong>She laughed and moved from the cannon and raced over to the wagon that was now on the deck and worked quickly to try and secure it well enough to keep it from rolling around the deck of the ship.<br/><hr/><strong>GM Notes</strong>:<br/>[/quote]