<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b9/58/c9/b958c9a28fa45fad46072235d63ee910.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Curva Sacră (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2464687)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Female Drow Omdura 4/Rogue 1</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>48/48<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+8<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nessa of the Lash, Jassa the Onyx-eyed, Thomas Harper, Katarina, Doxie, Captain Harrow and crew<br/><strong>Temporary effects:</strong>AC at moment 15<br/><hr/><br/>The ropes that entangle her give way.   Sacra now realizes Thomas is near her.  She raises up, reaching out a hand to assist Thomas in getting up.   Her eyes sweep over the ship, and beyond its railings.   The undead are attacking them.  The ship is going to be lost.   They will need to get the lifeboats.   First through, they need to fetch their gear in the captain's quarters.   Whose death is a great irony.   It was his spectacle that had brought upon his death. The distraction that he created and had all eyes focused on it and not beyond.    Little solace is given with such thought.  "Come Thomas, let us join Nessa in reclaiming our gear.  With that she turn and make her way through the chaos of being bombarded to the captain's quarters.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>figure with moment has past with the extreme pitch, with the cannonball going in one side of the captain's quarters and though the other side.<br/>