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UNDEAD ISHIROU

Ishirou thrust his katana forward low at Reijo.
Katana thrust: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 for a possible 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 damage.
Claw 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15 for a possible 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 damage.

Ishirou muttered under his breath as he frequently consulted his map under the flame of his torch.
"Yes, from here we follow the east coast, here, south along the shore..." He said, then strode forth briskly, a fey gleam in his eyes.

Jolted by Arys' slap, you could see Ishirou debate with himself internally before he slapped his sword back fully into its scabbard.
"Fine. Take a look, for all the good it will do you." He gritted out as he took a folded sheet of old salt stained parchment and threw it down at your feet.
"Know ye aught of Captain Quellig?" He asked aloud.

"Hey. Manscape," he remarks after walking up behind the map-stashing man with a neatly trimmed goatee. "Mind sharin' what ye's got there? A map?"

Ishirou whirled around to face Reijo, his eyes blazing. His thumb barely moved as it clicked gently off its scabbard restriction stop.

Ishirou shrugged apologetically and followed along after Aerys loyally.

Ishirou shrugged and started packing to go with her.

'Thanks for the rescue. What's a 'Yokel'?'

Ishirou flickered a smile and said; "It means, something like 'strange ghost' or 'fantastic monster'.

Ishirou dropped Thurden where he was as his knees wobbled and let him down.
"Yo-Kai" He intoned as he pointed out to sea and shook his head.

Seeing a number of sea-scorpions creeping towards you, he urges you back to the fort.

Navigator Ulamon

"Good day, sir. What can you tell us about the raiders' ship? Maybe the direction from which it came at the Throaty Mermaid, for instance?"

Ulamon frowned.

"Hey-YA there!"

The ship's Navigator, a Bonuwat shaman from Sargava by the name of Ulamon, nodded back at Sunny with a friendly smile.

A rugged Tian man of impressive physique and middling years came in, his greying hair arranged in a pigtail and a perpetually scuffy beard.
His clothing and armor are well kept and clean, but obviously of low quality. Only his sword, a beautiful katana is of any obvious value.
Coming to the table, he gives a respectful bow to the Captain.
"Ishirou." He said briefly, then sat. "Bodyguard." He said, almost as an afterthought.
He waived off the offer of rum.