<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/Buyo.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Buyo Stonecreek<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Female Hafling Aquakineticist </em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>70/70<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>9<br/><hr/><br/>A grin curls Buyo's lips as she manages to make her way up the side of the ship. Grasping the railing she starts hauling herself up only to shriek as she finds a cannon in her face with a lit match near the wick. Scrambling to the side she turns to the others below. "Not this way! Big damn gun 'bout to fire!" Grasping the railing she shuffles to the side and hauls herself over dropping onto her back on the deck. A small hand presses against her breast over her heart, the thin shift she's clad in struggling to contain the jiggling mounds of her heavy breasts.<br/><br/>Her blue eyes are narrowed in a glare at Rayna as she gasps for breath. "A kraken take you ya damn near gave me a heart attack with that thing!" Staggering to her feet she draws herself up to her full and quite lacking height as she peers around the deck, gaze narrowing on the female tied up to the mast. "What is going on and why do you have someone tied to the mast?"<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong><br/>Buyo sorta does nothing beyond trying to figure out what the hell happened while she was heading towards the boat.<br/>