<div class="floatleft">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/011/581/264/medium/foritis-wong-13c.jpg?1530303020)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"> Katarina (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2468105)</span></span>[/font][/size]<hr/><em>Lvl 5 Damphir rogue</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>45/45<br/><strong>AC:</strong>currently 10 (DAMN BEING NAKED)<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+9<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Curva Sacră, Nessa of the Lash, Jassa the Onyx-eyed, Thomas, Doxie<br/><strong>Temporary effects:</strong><br/><hr/>Kat was already moving once she cut the ropes to, red marks still remained on her naked flesh from the ropes that had been wrapped around her body. Blood splattered her feet and legs from where the captain of this ship had landed after being shot down. “You ass wholes going to just stand there or are you going to start firing back!” She grabbed one of the men that had just moments before had her capture, “MOVE IT!” She yelled and pushed him back as the mast began to fall.<br/><br/>Kat rolled back, blade still in hand till she was well out of the way and came to a stop back on her feet. Standing tall she gripped the scabbard in her hand and growled low, “Doxie may be right,” Kat agreed with the woman but Curva was right as well. “Fine but I’ll be damned if I’m fucking a single one of these chicken shits if we live through this.” She huffed and ran up and over the edge of the mast looking about for her gear. This ship was about to be boarded and she was bare ass naked!<br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Where the heck is our gear?