<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dd/SciFiMermaid.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Faya<br/><strong>Pace:</strong>6”<br/><strong>Parry: </strong>6 (Bonus to Parry equal to opponents reach +1, negated if opponent is using fists or armed with a knife.)<br/><strong>Toughness:</strong>5<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>0<br/><strong>Bennies:</strong>3<br/><br/>The nimble Doreen spun out of the way just as Katrina’s blade ran the Red Man through while that damned Kehana ended the remaining brute, freeing up the crew to assess the damage and release the other survivors.  Faya watched the vociferous Veronica release their fellow crew members and order the others about with the hint of a smile on her alien face while she wiped her razor sharp knife free of blood on a broad-bladed leaf she found among the bodies.<br/><br/>Faya had no designs on leadership.  She was a member of the Rebecca’s crew, she had been paid to see their voyage through and it was not yet complete.  If the insatiable medicine woman wished to lead she would follow until her path lead her elsewhere.  Such was her life.  The Captain had needed a guide for the last leg of Rebecca’s journey and there were few better that Faya. She had spent much of her youth in the sea since the Kehana had butchered and eaten her parents alive.  Many of her species eventually chose to settle in Sprith, but it wasn’t the home she remembers as a little girl.  Her home was lost to the rising tide, a dream amid the horrors of “The Long Swim.”  Maybe that was why she wandered the Caribdian Seas and why she joined the crew of any ship that sailed near her former home.  She would never walk its low sandy beaches or climb its tall palmis trees, but she could still swim in its waters as bitter sweet as those moments were.<br/><br/>The lithe Doreen had little idea of how to repair the boat and while she knew the basics of healing Veronica was clearly more adept.  With little to offer other than her body she did just that.  Using her strength to gathering whatever debris Katrina needed from the ruins of the Rebecca and salvaging anything she thought might be of value from the sunken portions of the ship, Faya spent her time doing the grunt work that was needed while the others recovered from the fight.  It was really too bad the Captain had insisted she join him in his cabin.  If the man hadn’t been so intent on mounting his first Doreen, Faya might have spotted whatever the Rebecca had bottomed out on before they hit it.<br/><br/>After the Rebecca had run aground Faya had done her best to save as many of the crew that had gone overboard as possible. To the point where one of the other ladies had to restrain her from continuing her search when she reached the point of exhaustion.  It was the Captain that had suggested Faya go with the scouting party to keep her from returning to her search.  She felt bad for the poor Captain.  In a way he had saved her life but never got the chance to finish hooking his sexy little fish.<br/>