<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Zepha d'Lyrandar</strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=661972)</span><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/101/r169_457x256_17535_Pirate_Female_3d_fantasy_girl_woman_pirate_parrot_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)</div>The ship's captain, if not leader, came down the steps from her seat at the helm.  With the course set in a holding pattern, she was able to step away for the meeting.  She was dressed in tough, practical clothes at the moment, suitable for withstanding the whipping wind and occasional squalls of mist passing through clouds or storms.  As she stepped out of the bright top decks, she doffed her hat to adjust an eyepatch to the other side, using the eye adjusted to the dimmer light.  It also revealed her hair was dyed a brighter aqua blue before replacing the feathered hat.<br/><br/>Coming to a seat at the table, she sunk deep into a chair, grateful to be off her feet a moment, before sitting up straight and properly again.