<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<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Sleeves of Many Garments, set to something 'officer-y'.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>I screwed up the format, this is a failure. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90530)</div></div><br/>His offer of help still lingering in the air, having not yet been confirmed or denied, Angelo moved back to his place at the starboard railing. He was quite happy to be going after a ship from the land of tyrants. His mother always spoke about the empire in a voice usually reserved for those you wanted to set on fire. He'd figure out what to do when they got there, though.