<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/39ec8807784b61f5bbdf599bdd2c5c5f/tumblr_n8j89iKuCY1r9tnh2o1_250.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Iksenitrix</span></strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=950409)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Role:</strong> Assistant Quarter-Master</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong> Quarter Deck (Topiary) near the stern-rail.</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alluan, Ferren, Rainna, and Tsume</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Content:</strong> Icky preps her belay-rope, inquires about additional incentive for making a phase spider friendly and insinuates things to some of the crew.</span><br/><br/><hr/>Iksenitrix tugs an unused belaying pin nearly the size of her arm from one of the rails and begins to dig into the tangle of line brought down on the quarter-deck when the Sasskiana was in danger of burning. The little kobold works and untangles the line with nimble clawed fingers and the pin's rounded point, then sorts and studies each length of rope for burn marks until she has about forty feet or so of thumb-thick line drawn out at which point she simply claws it off.<br/><br/>There are two crewmen standing nearby, but she doesn't ask them for help in the matter. It's not just the mutiny. She wants to trust this line, and damned if she'll take something with a spark in it.<br/><br/>"Well, y'Ladyship, I dun' mind avoidin' a fight with yer thingummy, but strikes me 'tis best t'be able t'offer some'n yer dealin' with a bit more t'candy things than simply '...an' we won't kill ye.'" Her glance slides over to the two sailors. "There's better ways t'motivate than t'punish."<br/><br/>The kobold runs her hands along the line carefully, not twisting but flexing, inspecting it once more for any sign at all of scorch that might weaken the tar-stained hemp.<br/><br/>"So b'sides callin' its name an' tellin' it ye want't alive, what c'n we offer it, mm? A rug fer its cage? Vacation in th'Kullaroo?"<br/><br/>She hums to herself as she works, breaking into a single verse under her breath, ably sung despite it not being meant to carry more than a few meters:<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Can't wait in the morning for the day to end<br/>When you're working on a slaver;<br/>And the touch of the whip is your only friend<br/>When you're working on a slaver.<br/>They'll work you hard and they'll work you fast<br/>And, when you get enough courage to talk at last,<br/>Then they'll wrap your entrails around the main mast<br/>When you're working on a slaver.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The belaying pin is shoved down into one of the aft pinrails and the kobold deftly backsplices the end of the rope which she severed so it won't fray. The doubly-confirmed rope is wound and coiled, save for a length which she belays to the available pin with a solid hitch.<br/><br/>The kobold hops up to the pinrail. "S'room enough on th' gryphon-pad for us t'all go down aside, but th'doors might well be closed. I'll swing first, but we'll prep three lines. Nails, Ferren, yer next." She glances back towards where Alluan hesitated and didn't ascend to the quarter-deck. "Then any'n else as decides t'lend a hand."<br/><br/>Iksenitrix walks along the rail to where it meets the stair down to the maindeck. "Officer of th'watch, half th'glass from now," she barks sharply. "'Ave some'n send th'elevator down t'th mid-deck."<br/><br/>"Anythin' else ye can figure ter offer it ter sweeten th'deal, Lady? An' I tell ye now, tis ill luck t'speak foulness of th'dead, whatever course they steered."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Icky isn't exactly being condescending to the noblewoman, but at the same time she's not just 'oh yeah sure we'll do that.' She's also (obviously) gone somewhat pirate-mode song-wise...and what mutineer doesn't like to compare his treatment to that of a slave? By her approved background, due to her own history she's been a bit easy on other members of the crew who were paroled criminals, so she's sort of making a social opportunity for anyone mutinous to chat her up by not reflexively kowtowing to the Lady, talking about persuasion rather than use of threats to get obedience, and by singing about tyranny and slavery to the crew.<br/><br/>At the same time, however, she's remonstrating about speaking ill of the dead captain, just to cover her tail.<br/><br/>In case you'd like a diplomacy roll on that, it's here and it's a 17. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63227)<br/><br/>(Also a ship's timekeeping hourglass is usually half an hour, so half a glass = 15 minutes. Trix wants enough time to sort out this conversation (and perhaps any short commentary after), check and belay two more lines. Foolish to have people go down one at a time on a single rope into a possible ambush!)</div></div>