<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> Somewhere in the jungle.</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nigdi Ashia, Ramza/nell, Illoryn, and Ferren</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Content:</strong> Hooray, the cavalry have arrived. Also, kobolds are adorable.</span><br/><br/><hr/>Having grown used to colder climes, Iksenitrix takes shameless advantage of Ferren's shoulder for much of the trip, though she at least manages her part in passage by hacking at or knocking aside eye-level vines for her companion. She pats his shoulder and hops down once the sound of familiar voices drifts through the dense foliage, bellowing all out of proportion to her size.<br/><br/>"AHOY, TH'SHORE PARTY! Thrane sent us 'long t'be sure y'lot din't steal half th'jungle an' run off with't." She grins fangily, clearly not at all serious, and tosses Illoryn something that's just close enough to a salute to be recognizable as such...Hardly unexpected given Illoryn's own propensity for being less than serious about ship's discipline.<br/><br/>"What've y'lot done with these wagons? I'd swear they'ad wheels on'm when we gie'm ter ye." She shakes her head in mock sorrow, but does pitch in to assist with repairs. While she's no trained carpenter, a quartermaster undoubtedly picks up a thing or two about jury-rigging and making-do...It goes with the territory.<br/><br/>The kobold does look a bit worn around the edges, but spends the afternoon and early evening assisting with the wagon-fixing and moving about the camp, getting a bit of a feel for where the heads of the crew are at with occasional anecdotes and jests. She does point out to Illoryn that an air elemental will laugh at her gas and poison...And a fire elemental won't be impressed by her bombs at all. "'Arf my tricks won't work on th'one, an' ter other 'arf won't work on ter other. I'd sooner've been restorin' order in ter hold, but needs must, aye?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Survival roll: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63615) (15+ to gain a +2 bonus on all Fortitude saves against severe<br/>weather while moving up to half your overland speed. I am assuming that the heat counts as 'severe weather' and since Iks is being a lazy lizard and letting Ferren carry her she counts as moving less than 'half her overland speed')<br/><br/>Fortitude roll: 12 (10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63614) + 2 from Survival roll).<br/><br/>And, in case it applies to splinting wagon-spokes (I assume quartermaster 'includes' sailor, and any sailor knows a bit of woodworking repair and a whole lot of knot-work) and/or crew-sounding-out:<br/>Quartermaster roll: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63616).<br/></div></div>