<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/eb/49/a1/eb49a1c2130ab69826f2baba518264d4.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angelo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=251193.msg12416930#msg12416930)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>On Deck<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, crew<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Sleeves of Many Garments, set to something 'officer-y'.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A ship from Cheliax? An offer of alliance between them and the lizardmen? He could understand why the council didn't want such a ship to reach the lizardmen-and Angelo agreed. "That ship dies. I would be happy to watch it burn on the night's horizon." He had...issues, with Cheliax. Despite the fact that they were all devil worshippers, a thing his family was obviously against, he hated Cheliax for its love of tyranny.<br/><br/>In fact, his mood had soured in quite a short time. When the word "Cheliax" was even mentioned, a frown had formed on his face. "Niccolo, I'll assist in ensuring the deck is stable. Some extra support beams in the right spot will keep the deck from buckling under the weight."