[img]https://i.imgur.com/q9Hq2SQ.png[/img] [color=gray] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/mApeJL0.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/rUzyFdp.png[/img] [color=ee82ed]Race:[/color] Silver-Wolf Shifter [color=ee82ed]Class:[/color] Arcane Mystic [color=ee82ed]Location:[/color] Bar [color=ee82ed]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Phia [@potter] Arya [@Funnyguy] Minerva Mentions: [@oso] Bastion [color=ee82ed]Equipment:[/color] [hider=Equipment List] 🐾 Special Magic Item: A magically enchanted Haori garb of snow🐾white fabric made of a mix of various creature materials and what few rare magic crystals scrounged. It enables the haori’s internal temperature to be adjusted to keep the user at the optimal temperature within feasible degree and minor elemental resistance of the basic 4 elements imbued. 🐾Oruna tribal moon bracelet: a charm bracelet made in pairs, sharing a deep bond. Those of the tribe share them with a close friend, cherished family member, or lifemate who holds a fanged tooth, one for each of those most trusted and loved. 🐾Small pouch holding emergency dried meat and any fresh fruit picked 🐾Small pouch of freshwater 🐾Sewing kit 🐾Small tool kit 🐾Small gold pouch 🐾A partially started personal journal 🐾A personal dear drawing hidden on his person 🐾Dark Crystal Shard-left Eye[/hider] [color=ee82ed]Attire:[/color] [color=ee82ed]Gold Balance:[/color] 22 [color=ee82ed]Injuries:[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/q9Hq2SQ.png[/img][/center] [color=#f97fca]“The sky decided our fates still await us.”[/color] The half-elf’s familiar voice stirred Menzai awake, his vision blurry from sleep and various countless sounds slightly muffled, though they were unmistakably the sounds of survivors. Waking to hear their cries and the faint crackling of distant flames, while the sound of crashing waves had caught his attention the most. Turning his head while blinking the sleep from his eyes, he received a burning dose of sunlight and a sore stiffness and minor aches brought upon by the fresh bruises incurred during the crash.”[color=ee82ed] Hngh…were that the ship had decided more gently. I am relieved to see you well and unhurt.[/color]” His voice out a bit strained as his head turned, taking in Phia’s form, where he inspected for any injuries, but save for bruises and scratches appeared fine and better well-off than he currently was. Relieved to see her well and already moving about, the wolf foolishly thought to attempt the same, pushing himself up into a seated position and immediately regretted doing so as a strong wave of soreness and nausea struck. Forced to do little else than sit there and wait for it to pass, taking slow, deep, measured inhales in doing so, had picked up a rather calming and surprising scent of sea salt. The ocean. How it crashed and roared, almost deafening amidst the wrecked ship, and for a moment lost himself to the soothing spray, having him feel like he was back atop the mast where they all flew freely and happily. A fleeting moment that crashed like a tidal bringing with it the reminders of the woeful devastation now wailing in the air. A metallic glint caught his closed eyes, the jarring flash causing a slight wince as he worked to test and shift his body before opening his eyes until he recalled the shard embedded in his eye, prompting him to hastily shut the left eye, feeling it too risky with his current state. With the recent crash, excusing it for an injury was simple enough. Dismissing the questions regarding it for the time being, for he knew it would become his focus when there were far too many things to worry about. Instead, he turned his attention to the glint while rubbing at his head to see Bastion sitting nearby, looming over them, and yet he felt no hint of danger.*[b][color=ee82ed] Had he been watching over us?[/color][/b]* The wolf pondered and sought to inquire and thank the warforged, yet as he did so, Bastion shifted, brushing some of Phia’s hair from her face, then stamped his way off. Menzai attempted to get up and give chase to offer his gratitude, only to be met with another bout of aches that screamed at him to take things slow. Healed as he was, the injuries had been severe, mainly in the shoulders, and he was left to postpone the talk. Frustrating as it was then, there was the necromancer whom he owed an appreciation as well, and made a note to seek the elderly gentleman later. Unpleasant as their magical scent was, the man had saved him and, most importantly, healed Phia. Shaking his head with a disappointed sigh, catching sight of her stepping about the deck.”[color=ee82ed] Be careful, sweet Phia. Until we can better assess the ar-[/color]” [color=peru]“MENZAI!”[/color] The wolf spoke up as he pushed and strained his way up to his feet, struggling somewhat with his arms still feeling sluggish and partially numb. A sudden shouting of his name blasted while doing so, having him stumble against the railings on shaky legs and a slight pained grunt, getting a glimpse of the sandy beach where survivors have gathered, aided by those capable of doing so. A part of him felt guilty for his inability to help them, but knew his body was in no state to be of much use. Not that he doubted Phia would want him leaving her side, his injured form having worried her plenty enough, and with too many unknowns in their situation that made sticking together. Turning his attention towards the familiar voice to see the unfamiliar face of the person who had sat back to back with him. And no Wendel still in sight; peculiar how she had appeared where he seemingly vanished.” [color=ee82ed]Minerva? What need do you have of-[/color]” [color=peru]“Where is the women’s restroom?”[/color] Not the kind of question the wolf expected to be asked; one that left Menzai staring blankly at the feline shifter's wide, grinning face, unsure if she was serious or not. Then his nose picked up the heavy scent of peaches emanating off the woman, further adding to his nonplussed confusion. *[b][color=ee82ed] Ugh, it's almost sickeningly sweet. Did she bathe in a tub of peaches?[/color][/b]* He thought queerly of the shifter and hoped this fruit diving wasn’t a habit of theirs, his nose wrinkling at the overwhelming fruity aroma while the thought of bathroom rankled him with Phia’s last trip going so wrong. [color=#f97fca]“You cannot go in there. A girl died inside. There’s blood… everywhere.”[/color] Her response to Minerva’s greeting revealed some harrowing possibilities with this mention of blood, recalling the painful sensation felt at the back of his head during the conflict. He intended to glean what happened in that bathroom, but now wasn’t the time to press her and risk unnecessary stress. With that stated, he hoped this bathroom business was behind them for now, as a meeting was called shortly after by the captain. Already settled within close proximity, allowing their group to remain where they were. [b][color=#2f8c99]"I wish I were standing before you with better news. We’ve suffered loss today. Many good people...crew, civilians, and comrades...gave their lives in the battle above as well as the descent. I’ve walked the halls of this ship, and I’ve seen the cost. But I have also seen the reason we’re all still here."[/color][/b] The captain’s speech was hard to hear. Truth and pain were in those words, but still carried an inspiring fire that gave reason to hold their heads up and seeing it perk Phia up helped ease his bitterness at not being able to do more to prevent precious lives being lost. [color=#f97fca]“We’re in the Lizard Principalities now. I expect we’ll see scaled ones here, like the black-haired woman who went to the bathroom. Cold. Selfish.”[/color] Menzai partially turned towards her, still leaning against the railings, brows furrowing contemplatively.”[color=ee82ed] The lizard principalities…the scalies domain.[/color]” His body took on a slight alertness; a hint of concern in his stern expression at the thought of being in a territory of cold-blooded snake assassins. She paused, eyes scanning the unfamiliar coast ahead with sharp focus, [color=#f97fca]“But don’t be afraid, Menzai.”[/color] Her grip on her staff tightened with resolve. , [color=#f97fca]“We are stronger than lizards.”[/color] The mention of fear snapped him from his contemplation to see her gazing back with a resolute hold of her staff.”[color=ee82ed] Scared? Of lizards?[/color]” A low, cool growl with a raising of his right hand with a flexing of sharp claws.”[color=ee82ed] Dear sweet Phia, lizards are naught but hunted snacklings for us; if any deems to trifle or hinder us, shall feel my fangs.[/color]” Said with his own determined resolve, showing he hadn’t lost any of his sharpness. Though as the captain carried on and would tell of more possible dangers in these waters, such as pirates, which did little to give comfort to the idea of the assistant reaching them. Seeing the captain so determined despite these facts and intent on having the ship flying proved a hopeful sign in these dark times. [color=#f97fca]““He is wise."[/color] Phia informed Menzai. [color=#f97fca]““Prey will die."[/color] “ [color=ee82ed]This captain seems a reliable one as well as he is wise.[/color]” Menzai added with a nod.”[color=ee82ed] And it seems we have landed straight into their hunting nest. We best remain in the shadows till its time to hunt.[/color]” With that said, he turned his attention to scanning the surrounding, where he spotted the dragonborn hunched over…his breath caught in his throat upon laying eyes on the lifeless young girl clutched to the broken father’s chest. He gulped feeling a gutwrenching weight tighten in his chest; a bitter sadness laced his tongue.* [b][color=ee82ed]This…the man deserved a lesson taught…but..but…it shouldn’t be like this. Not..not at the expense of that sweet little girl.[/color][/b]* Menzai leaned against the railing with a slow heavy inhale but found it difficult at first, the sorrowful sight almost too much to bear. Taking a moment longer to recollect himself with an understanding sigh as thoughts of his sister squeezed at his heart. Were that he could offer some consoling words but there were no words to heal such a broken heart as a parent’s, certainly not from a stranger. Seeing nothing he could do and not wishing to dwell on his own unpleasant memories but to give his condolences and a silent howl in the memory of the poor child and those lost this day. A somber shake of the head before moving on with scanning the area, this time taking notice of Arya. And appeared in a distraught state, this crash seemed to have overwhelmed the tiefling. If the fact she had been fleeing and with little breaks from the hunger then it was no wonder. As he pushed off the railing and got a testing step in when sounds of clapping reached his ears; first from a distant then close by, the sound making him jump in alert as he turned to see Phia had joined in and clapped along. [color=#f97fca]““The envoys are here." [/color] Her words should have comforted him but a simple observatory look at the strangers told him of anything but safe.”[color=ee82ed] Hm, I do not think this group is a friendly envoy.[/color]” Pausing to think then gently brushed his hand against hers.” [color=ee82ed]This may require stealth mode, sweet Phia. Stay close with Minerva. I will be back shortly.[/color]” He whispered softly giving her hand an assuring squeeze. He gave Minerva a quick thankful glance, brows knitted with worry then quietly made his way to stand besides Arya, where he could hear snippets of her eagle companion trying soothe the tiefling struggling with a nervous breakdown. Menzai could see the fear in her trembling body and upon drawing close could see talon marks along her arms amongst other bruises and minor scratches. The wolf moved to one knee but made no intent to move closer or reach out, due to sensing Stella’s harsh glare studying him closely. As such, he lightly bowed his head to the eagle.”[color=ee82ed] I intend no harm, Miss Stella. I merely wish to offer Lady Arya assistance, if not that then company as it is dangerous to be alone considering our latest…guests.[/color]” Shiifting to peek the pirates fromt he corner of his right eye dreading what they intended to do and refused to leave her alone long with them around. [/color]