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[Color=darkturquoise]Race: [/color]Changeling
[Color=green]Class:[/color] Part-Time Fighter
[Color=cornflowerblue]Location:[/color] Top Deck, Airship to Khorvaire
[b][color=white]Interactions:[/color][/b] Menzai [@samreaper], Phia [@princess], Envoys  [b][color=white]Mentions:[/color][/b] Captain Cindralis, Bastion [@Oso], Arya/Ayra [@Potter]

[Color=tan]Equipment:[/color]
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[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Lots of Clothes
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Arming sword
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Battle-axe
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Mace
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Daggers
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Bow & Arrows
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Shortsword
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Leather Armor
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Half-plate Armor
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Hide Armor
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Toolkit
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Camping Equipment
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Locked chest filled with old trinkets that ARE NOT FOR SALE
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Magnifying glass
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Diary
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Sketchbook
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Pencils
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Dried and Cured Meats
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Nuts
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Second Locked Chest with self-care products
[Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Bag of holding[/hider]
[Color=lightblue]Attire:[/color] beige trousers, brown tunic, and worn brown boots
[color=Peru]Gold Balance:[/color] 3 (on hand)
[Color=silver]Injuries:[/color] None
[Color=white]Current Persona:[/color] [b][color=peru]Minerva[/color][/b]
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[color=30A4D9]“If she goes… I go.”[/color] The large warforged piping up was unexpected, and therefore, he somewhat pulled Minerva out of character for a brief moment. [color=peru][i]Why is he so big?[/i][/color] She looked up at him with wide eyes as if he were a hundred feet tall. Sure, she had seen him previously, but he just looked so much taller when he spoke up like that. Raising an eyebrow, she attempted to assess his motives before being unable to note his size again. [color=peru][i]Bringing him will be good, and I think Wendel mentioned being kind to him or something. What he should have written down is that this guy is a siege weapon with legs. I’ll be sure to add that… When I get to it.[/i][/color] 

[color=F97FCA]"I am going to ask that you do not hurt our captain again. "[/color] Phia had said with the edge, she knew the potential psychopath had. It would take some time for Minerva to get over that first impression. Still, the shifter found herself more than satisfied with her “ask.”

[color=peru][i]Ah, Sweet Phia of the Uncanny Double-Wave, I knew you could show ‘em![/i][/color] Minerva’s eyes had lit up the moment Phia tailored her question into a request. The feline shifter was proud— very proud, in fact, but she was also concerned at what a request like that might be answered with. She couldn’t quite read the envoys all that well, since they were adamant on keeping up that flair of theirs, but Phia’s words would either be met with understanding or defiance like all requests in the history of… the history of… the history of all time! That’s how requests to stop usually went. The person either accepted or persisted, and looking at the trio with all the power in their hands right now, they could either settle on what they had garnered or double down on it to show that they were, in fact, still in power. 

[color=peru]“That was a good one, Phia. You’re better on your toes than most elves, I reckon.”[/color] Minerva said softly, about a few octaves above a whisper. She wasn’t sure if that statement was true, but she declined to think on it since it felt right in the moment. She glanced at Captain Cindralis, hoping the envoys might listen, and then thought about what she could say to push the pirates toward her preferred outcome. Unfortunately, another spoke up ahead of her. 

[color=ee82ed]“May I interject? Forgive the interruptions.”[/color]

[color=peru]“Menzai.”[/color] She said faintly as she looked in his direction, eyeing his face like the beast resting on the tiefling girl’s shoulder. [color=peru][i]Damn his stoic face![/i][/color] 

[color=ee82ed]“As time seems to be of most importance due to this ship’s rather fragile state. Can you feel the rumblings?”[/color]

[color=peru]“Menzai…”[/color] She was glaring at him now. It wasn’t what he was saying, but how he hadn’t truly emoted and expressed a feeling she could properly read. However, she followed his gaze, watching as he looked toward the things that mattered to him. The captain, the engines, and of course, herself, as she failed to think he was looking at Phia.

[color=ee82ed]“With that said, searching the ship even with your crew may prove too ineffectual. And here you hold the captain, the very man who knows all its secrets.”[/color] He looked at the captain and… [color=peru][i]Bazinga! Yeah, I saw those puppy dog eyes! I saw ‘em![/i][/color] An excitable energy shot up in Minerva, causing her to simper briefly in Menzai’s direction. She was not surprised that another shifter found themselves enamored with Captain Cindralis. In fact, Minerva would consider it a great sin to deny such objective feelings. To hide them, in an effort to protect the captain and keep the envoys from knowing what truly mattered to him was… It was beautiful! [color=ee82ed]“Perhaps a suggestion? An offer to ensure those on this ship go unharmed, then what treasures are held on this great vehicle, the captain may be more willing to part with.”[/color] Minerva listened as Menzai went on, satisfied with her assessment of him and his romantic interest, but slightly dissatisfied with how he was going about it with his fancy way of speaking. These were pirates! [color=ee82ed]“With such a visible crash, chances other such sharks caught whiff of blood in the water. Such as your crew has, further adding to the need for haste. That is, if you wish to contend with rival crews and our resistance if further harm befalls the innocents?”[/color]

[color=peru]“Woooh! Menzai! Good speech! Good speech! I will make sure not to skimp out on the wet food today!”[/color] Minerva clapped for him like a parent who was just excited to see her child participate… even if she thought he had done miserably. With a clearing of her throat, she faced the pirate envoys. She had to talk fast. [color=peru]“Captain Beckett! Nix whatever unreasonable things the dog-man was saying. I speak now, not as a pirate, but as the dog’s handler.”[/color] She took a moment to wave a fist at Menzai as a threat that he would be beaten thoroughly when she got her hands on him. [color=peru]“What both he and Sweet Phia were trying to explain is that the ship is very flimsy after the crash, and that the crippled Captain of the ship there, needs to not be further crippled so he can address any issues the ship will likely have…”[/color] She shrugged. [color=peru]“I don’t really care too much if this thing goes kaboom while meeting with the pirate prince, but I’d rather speak his highness while he’s not upset that he lost all of his [i]booty[/i] in an explosion… and sharks, I guess, from what my dog sniffed out.”[/color] Minerva nodded her head as if she was mentally forcing the pirates to agree with her thinking. She just hoped she saved Captain Cindralis, so she and Menzai wouldn’t lose someone they shared shallow, but strong feelings for.





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