Allison was poking around on the ship when she saw a few men rush out towards her-- all of the experienced slavers. The red haired mage simply blinked and then leaped backwards, putting some distance between them before immediately summoning her Nerve Needles, tossing three at each of the enemies. A couple of the needles missed, but enough hit that all three of the girl's opponents crashed down onto the deck of the ship, and Allison was able to slink back into the shadows before they could either call for assistance, or regain enough composure to attack her properly. Tilting her head slowly to the right, the redhead wondered idly where she should attempt to go next. After all, it was probably a good idea to free the slaves first... but where were they? In the bottom of the boat? Allison had never been on a ship before, and therefore she didn't have the slightest idea of where anything was located.
Well, the mage had heard that the important people had their own cabins. But, she didn't see any of those log structures around here... oh dear, the girl was lost again. Allison looked around at her surroundings, shrugging before skipping onwards and ignoring the fact that she had absolutely no clue where exactly this passageway headed. After a few more minutes, Allison passed a door that was just slightly ajar, and the girl opened it to find-- nothing. Blinking at the sight, Allison repeated the action again, and again, and--! The latest room contained a spindly young man who was sitting on his bed, a pair of cutlasses crusted with dark brown-red set down on the floor nearby. Upon Allison's entry, the two simply stared at each other for a moment, and then the man charged towards Allison, snatching up the weapons on the way.
HP: 90%
MP: 84%
Cooldowns:
Nerve Needles: 1 post
Well, the mage had heard that the important people had their own cabins. But, she didn't see any of those log structures around here... oh dear, the girl was lost again. Allison looked around at her surroundings, shrugging before skipping onwards and ignoring the fact that she had absolutely no clue where exactly this passageway headed. After a few more minutes, Allison passed a door that was just slightly ajar, and the girl opened it to find-- nothing. Blinking at the sight, Allison repeated the action again, and again, and--! The latest room contained a spindly young man who was sitting on his bed, a pair of cutlasses crusted with dark brown-red set down on the floor nearby. Upon Allison's entry, the two simply stared at each other for a moment, and then the man charged towards Allison, snatching up the weapons on the way.
HP: 90%
MP: 84%
Cooldowns:
Nerve Needles: 1 post