<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/62/BlackbirdFemale.jpg)</div>Blackbird (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254604.msg12583584#msg12583584)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Hit points:</strong> 75/75 <strong>Hit die:</strong> 7/7d12 <strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Abilities:</strong> Rage 4/4<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> Longbow +1</div></div><br/><hr/>Blackbird looked over the preparations the rest of the crew had made, and smiled in approval. She walked over to Ratwarden and looked him up and down, then removed a string of black feathers from her torso and draped it over his neck. "There you go," she said, and clasped his shoulders reassuringly. "You're closer to the animal world than any of us, after all, so you should really have some more fetishes and bits on you."<br/><br/>She leaned over the railing and watched the village slowly grow larger in her vision. "Oh. Goblins," she said flatly once she was able to resolve them. Her tribe was fairly egalitarian when it came to race relations - they would trade with anyone in the good times, and raid anyone in the lean times - but it had to be said that their interactions with goblins were rarely positive. "Well, hopefully they won't feel like starting any trouble. I mean, they have their village, and we can sail away anytime we want, so what would they have to gain?"<br/><br/>Blackbird clearly admired the scarves with which Rini had adorned herself. "You look great too," she assured her. "I love what you're doing with all those colours. Maybe later I can help you with some kohl and paint." She tilted her head to one side. "What do you mean, 'fit for the fun parts of a ball that come after'?" She blinked slowly, and looked down at her torso. "Oh. Right. I don't get why you Street Dwellers make such a big deal out of breasts. I want people to see my muscles, more than anything else, and fertility is a status symbol too. Besides, I'm not the one who's going to be sweating when we get into this... hot place with all the trees."<br/><br/>She watched the landscape below them with fascination as they descended. The trees were even more marvellous from up close, and they awoke something that had been long dormant in her heart and in the stories of her people. As the sounds of the jungle cut through the wind, she closed her eyes and almost seemed to melt against the railing. "It's like I'm coming home to a place I've never been before," she murmured.<br/><br/>As they came close to landing, she looked over the goblins and their thralls. "I don't like the look of what they're doing with those people," she muttered. "Looks an awful lot like slavery. I'd be very interested to know the full story there."<br/><br/>She descended to the ground after Vyx, walking proudly just behind her and to one side, very much like a bodyguard. Her weapons rested on her back and hip, and she kept her hands clasped in front of her, doing her best to look steadfast and vigilant, but not aggressive or threatening.