Lantis threw his whole weight into the pump, growling to himself for a moment.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Strength roll (trying to work the pumps again):  21 (Working diligently)<br/><br/></div></div><br/>Lantis glanced over at her as he forced the lever up and threw his weight into pushi ng it back down again. "Well, that's a little bigger than a little spider then...." he conceeded.<br/><br/>He thought for a moment before answering, "My father was a sailor, not a pirate, but he ended up stuck in the Shackles after his ship was attacked and sank by a raider. He survived only through the fortunes of the seas." He worked the pump again, "This thing must leak like a babe with too much milk..' he muttered to himself.<br/><br/>He looked back at Catherine again, "According to my mother, he saved her from... pillaging... in a bar room brawl and she rewarded him with a romp... he was killed the next day but the deed had been done and she carried me... She was an elf, by the way."<br/><br/>He chuckled then, softly, "I never knew him, of course, but he had some reputation in the region, and I had several uncles who sailed... well, not blood relatives, but nearly as good as." He didn't say that they had been clients of his mother after she had birthed him. "They told me about the seas and the excitement of the fight... I shipped out with the first ship that would have a boy and managed to make my way since then... although getting pressed ganged wasn't my first idea of entertainment, I'm not unaware of how things work."<br/><br/>He grinned at her then, "And you Darling, what got you in our dire straights?"