<div class="floatright">(http://i38.tinypic.com/2dhfzwx.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_u">Deirdre Marie VaDoma</span></span></span><br/><sub>Swashbuckler lv 5   HP 47  Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51233.msg2393989#msg2393989)</sub><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">As Dee crested the ridge sitting atop her carriage she pushes her hand to her forehead to block out the glare of the sun as she searches the horizon for the riverboat and the other traders that should be there about. The water way was vacant as was the space around it and it seemed that everything familiar that should have been around wasn't An uneasy grimace over took her face.<br/><br/>There were others traveling nearby too, traders whom she'd seen in this area before most of which she'd never taken the liberty to talk to. But on this day she had to wonder if any of them had a clue to the whereabouts of the boat and for that matter the people. <br/><br/>As the horses lugged the carriage along she glanced to her side and moved her hand down from over her face. The gaudy beads and bracelets she wore jangled as she slowed the vehicle and horses and called out to another of the travelers, <strong>"Hey!"</strong> she waved her arm above her head just calling out to whom ever would be first to answer, <strong>"Any idea what's going on here?"</strong> she asked.</span><br/><br/><br/>