<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Harlo Glazer (Swashbuckler 1)</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:      11/11      AC:   17<br/>TAB:      +5      AC(Touch:   13<br/>Range:      +4      AC (flatfoot):   14<br/>Panache:   4/4      Fort: +1<br/>Init:       +5      Reflex: +5<br/>Charmed Life:   0/0      Will: +1<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spell Like Abilities(1x day)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Create Water, Mend, Purify Food and Drink, Longstrider<br/></div></div>Effects: Tied up.<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Harlo snorted at the oddly rambling comment from the woman, no pirate captain ever "retired" short of a watery death. It just didn't happen in a world of cut-throat power struggles and constant conflict. If what her story was true beyond that or not, at least she had a grasp on the situation, if not the options available to any of them. There was a third option, but he would keep his advice to himself until he had some idea of who he might trust... if any of them... to advance his situation.<br/><br/>Oh, he would take whoever he allied with along with him, but as the woman was surely aware, loyalty on a pirate ship went only as far as intimidation and respect for the more powerful allowed... there was little difference at this stage between a slave and what they were... No loot meant no share and no share meant no coin for what would amount to slave labor... The lowest men always got the lowest jobs.<br/><br/>He was about to try his bonds again when he heard the sounds of boots and settled back to see the show. There was always a show and someone to put the new fish into their places. the key was to show enough backbone to begin the process, but not so much as to get yourself singled out... so he relaxed and waited to see what would happen.<br/><br/>In spite of himself, Harlo had to bite his tongue to stop himself from smarting off before his hands and feet were loose, but he at least knew who the captain was and probably the captain's chief enforcer was. If they weren't careful, the ladies... hell, the men for that matter, might find themselves pulling duty in the barrel in a few days.<br/><br/>"Would be happy to friend, but as you might see, I'm a little tied up at the moment. My compliments to the Captian on his fine accomidations... I was about to say that I hadn't even seen any rats, but got interrupted.