(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Berianna_Brown_Face.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Beriana Brown</span></span><br/><strong>Status:</strong>Lawful Neutral Male Half-Orc Monk<br/><strong>Location:</strong><br/><strong>With:</strong><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">LN Medium half-orc monk<br/><strong>Init</strong> +2; <strong>Senses</strong> darkvision 60 feet, Perception +7<br/><strong>Aura</strong> none<br/><br/>Defense<br/><strong>AC</strong> 15, touch 15, flat-footed 13; (+2 Dex, +0 size)  <br/><strong>hp</strong> 9/9 (1D8+1)<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +3, <strong>Ref</strong> +4, <strong>Will</strong> +5<br/><strong>Defensive Abilities</strong><br/><br/>Offense<br/><strong>Spd</strong> 30 ft<br/><strong>Melee</strong> unarmed strike +4 (1d6+4)<br/><strong>Melee</strong> flurry unarmed strike +3/+3 (1d6+4/1d6+4)<br/><strong>Ranged</strong> shuriken +2 (1d2+4) <br/><strong>Ranged</strong> flurry shuriken +1/+1 (1d2+4/1d2+4)<br/><br/>Statistics<br/><strong>Str</strong> 18 <strong>Dex</strong> 14 <strong>Con</strong> 12 <strong>Int</strong> 12 <strong>Wis</strong> 16 <strong>Cha</strong> 7<br/><strong>Base Atk</strong> +0; <strong>CMB</strong> +4 (+6 grapple); <strong>CMD</strong> 19 (21 grapple)<br/><strong>Feats</strong> Improved Grapple; Intimidating Prowess<br/><strong>Skills</strong> Acrobatics +6, Intimidate +0, Profession (Sailor) +8, Sleight of Hand +7<br/><strong>Languages</strong> Common, Orcish, Giant<br/><strong>SQ</strong> none<br/><strong>Gear</strong> 10 shuriken<br/><br/>Special Abilities<br/>1/day - <em>stunning fist</em><br/>1/day - <em>orc ferocity</em><br/><br/></div></div><hr/>Beriana was a bit disappointed.  After his show, he felt a nice high from the reaction of the crowd, but he didn't get to say much to any of the other crew that were pressganged with him.<br/><br/>At least the half-elf had some words of wisdom for the monk.<br/><br/><strong><em>"It's a bad idea... they're already watching all of the 'volumteers' and a gathering of nearly a dozen new 'crewmen' will get all of us worse than keelhauled... You'll do better to meet one or two at a time and spread out to the rest. If you rush about, your screaming your wanting to mutiny... They've done this before and they know what to look for.  <br/><br/>"It's my own plan to get out of here too, but move slo and you gather what you need the same way... and be careful who you trust; there may be a pidgeon in the nest."</em></strong><br/><br/>The monk narrowed his red eyes contemplatively and nodded in agreement.  Mahle also seemed disinterested in a conversation at the moment, but offered an alternate time and place.<br/><br/><strong><em>"At the rigging, tomorrow.  See you then, Ber."</em></strong><br/><br/>The corners of his lips curled up in a slight smile.  It had been a while since someone called him by that abbreviated version of his name.  He saw her huddle up in a corner near her hammock.  He took the hammock under hers, but he did not disturb her, and he made sure no one else interrupted or bothered her.<br/><br/>Beriana listened to a human male singing a song.  As his eyelids got heavy, the monk thought about something else to juggle... like gnomes.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Edit:  Modified header with spoiler for stats