pathfinderq1
First Post
More quickly than one might expect, J'hanna is standing beside most of the other "passengers". With a clatter of metal, she dumps her helm, shield, and swordbelt onto the deck at her feet as she finishes adjusting the straps of her mail hauberk- there was no time to don full armor, but she wasn't going into a fight (even one aboard ship) wearing only cloth. "Are they raiders? Or what is the word- 'pirates'?" she asks, even as she continues her preparations.
It seems obvious that after all of her sadness and frustration, she would welcome a fight...
It seems obvious that after all of her sadness and frustration, she would welcome a fight...