<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b3/Alyssa.jpg)</div><strong>Alyssa</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=91076)<br/><hr/>There was nothing for Alyssa to do now but wait.  She was a little impatient, wanting to get going again as soon as possible, but she wasn't going to show it.  Trying to hurry the satyr might backfire.  Instead she found a large stone to sit down on and pulled out the worn dagger she carried with her everywhere.  Pulling out the whit stone, she started to sharpen the degrading blade content at keeping busy rather than watching the two.  As for the sailors, she really didn't care.  They could watch if they wanted.  She was simply their captain, not their master.