<div class="floatleft">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/30738236/Arpee/skulls/bust1.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Selachi (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=848369)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>On deck<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, crew<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Feelin' fine<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Selachi currently sat cross legged upon the deck, her avian companion Calypso pecking at some seed that she currently held in an outstretched palm and a group of sticks taken from driftwood in the other as she let the sounds of the waves and of the great deep that surrounded the ship to lap upon her mind and give focus to the magic that nature provided. Though she noticed the new first mate, the eastern swordswoman mention her name she would see what the conversation was about after her duty had been completed and concentrated simply upon the spell that scholars gave the simple name "Read Weather", casting the sticks down and letting the knowing of what they meant enter her mind.