The Irishman's head snapped back as he heard the first mate, and with a booming<strong>"Aye"</strong>he was off to his bedding area as fast as he could to grab his axe. The solid wood hsaft felt good in his hands once his large digits closed around it.<strong>"Time to show what me an ma' axe can do."</strong>he said to himself.<br/><br/>Turning back around, a gleeful look shown in the barbarians eye, he had to learn how to fix thing.. to work with his hands to produce something. But what was coming.. it came so much more naturally to him.If he had any God given talent..it was taking things apart piece by piece until they were so much scrap and rubble.With this thought in mind he headed back onto the deck, intent o reducing the other ship to driftwood if he had to.<br/><hr/><br/>At 2011-06-19 19:15:06, isengrad (uid: 10132) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27991) Initiative<br/>