<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/64/0c/e2640cf973ac6b6a975a3eef4b02b138.jpg)</div><strong>Meera Shatterstar</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299037.msg14673272#msg14673272)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>35 / 35<strong>Armor Class:</strong>17<strong>Touch Armor Class:</strong>13<strong>Flat Footed Armor Class:</strong>14<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Speed:</strong>30ft<strong>CMD:</strong>20<strong>Saving Throws:</strong>Fort +7; Ref +3; Will +1<br/><strong>Raging:</strong>No<strong>Rage Rounds Left:</strong>11 / 11<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everybooty<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The night had been...interesting. After engaging in a little bit of crew bonding - though she had deliberately avoided Seak; she weren't about to give the bitch the pleasure or the satisfaction after yesterday, not for a while anyway; yes, she was being petty, but the bitch had gotten the First Mate position when she didn't fuckin' deserve it, and she wasn't about to give her two conquests over her in one day - they'd all turned in for the night, leaving the ship in...somebodies...hands. She wasn't too clear on the details, as much grog as she'd pounded, but it seemed to have worked out alright since they hadn't capsized in the night. Though...well, she had the oddest feeling that she'd been watched as she slept, some kind of...presence staring at her from the shadows. She had no idea what it might have been - and that worried her - but she she'd woken up in the morning everything had appeared to be fine, so...had it just been a dream? She hoped so, or else things were possibly going to get a lot more interesting on the ship than she'd bargained for. Oh well. Either it was just a dream, or one of those odd tricks of shadow...or else, she was going to have to hit something else with her axe. No matter!<br/><br/>She came up on deck in the middle of Captain Rovana's explanation - was there no time when the Captain<em>wasn't</em>drinking? - and cast her view out to sea as she took in the information. A rival captain - from how she was speaking, her previous First Mate, perhaps - and a presumably magical artifact that she wanted back? Not a bad pull, for their first adventure, though she couldn't deny that she was itching to go plunder some traderoutes instead. That Noble Bastard needed to learn quickly why you didn't fuck with people who had nothing else to lose. But...no. No, her captain had a course set, she had a mission, and it wasn't Meera's place to question it. She'd signed up with the captain, after all, and she wasn't about to pitch a fit as soon as things didn't go the way that she wanted them to. She just had to keep her head up and eyes forward...and she'd eventually get what she wanted. She squinted out at the rolling seas, the lashing rain doing nothing to hamper her vision; she'd learned early on on the coast to compensate for the lack of visibility in bad weather, and on a ship? That was no different.<br/><br/>She scanned the horizon, watching for anything out of the ordinary just in case - with only four people on board, early warning of a hostile ship could mean the difference between life and death - when she caught a glint of something out in the ocean. She frowned, moving past Seak and Rovana to look over the side, peering through the rain...before her eyes alighted on a small bobbing figure in the waves. Her eyes widened.<strong>"Wom'n o'erboard!"</strong>she shouted, turning her head,<strong>"There's a lass out there! Hard t' Starboard! Bring 'er in close!"</strong>She frowned, bending to scavenge in her pack for her 50ft coil of hemp rope, grabbing a piece of wood leftover from the side-breaking fight the other day. She lashed the rope around the driftwood and secured it with a tight knot, then hefted it, preparing to throw it down to the poor lass left bobbing in the sea as soon as they came close enough. They could decide what t' do with her as soon as she came aboard, but jus' leavin' her there bobbin' away in the ocean? Tha' was just<em>cruel,</em>right?<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>-- Meera Makes a Wis Check to determine Dreamless or No:<br/>Meera Rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130293) [Passed]<br/><br/>-- Meera Makes a Wis Check to determine her reaction to being watched:<br/>Meera Rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=130294) [Failed]<br/><br/>-- Meera does not have Knowledge Local and failed her Profession Sailor check.</div></div>