<div class="floatleft">(http://i60.tinypic.com/2a6330j.jpg)</div>Astrid (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1125571)<br/>Fetchling Swashbuckler<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Astrid sighed as they kept moving, taking time to check things, and generally being safe. Safe was boring, safe wasn't why she wanted to go into space. She wanted to be running through dangerous stations, bullets whizzing past while she stabbed bad guys. Maybe flying through space, landing on an enemy ship and blowing it up with dynamite or something. Not wandering through ruins and being careful.<br/><br/>Still, she tried to keep watch for traps and other bad things. At least until they came across the next door. Laundry, like anything interesting would be in there. She spun once, lifting up one leg and kicking it square on the knob. That was the best place to kick doors, or that's what her friends always said.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>21 on the Strength check. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4797373/)<br/>-2 on Perception to notice anything. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4797380/)