------------- Nate’s Crew – Quartermaster

In Arrallonian sailing parlance, the Quartermaster is the crewman of a sailing vessel whose responsibility it is to oversee the maintenance and condition of the ship, see to repairs of nautical devices and machines, and as needed, support the Captain and Navigator in plotting a course and steering the ship. Docking operations fall to the Quartermaster. And as often as not, the Quartermaster serves as the 1st or 2nd officer amongst the crew. There is nothing that says a Quartermaster must be male, nor even human for that matter. Nor is there anything that says they must be warriors.

Leeshianiera was such a Quartermaster. After many years of carefree frolic in the seas of the Island federation, off the floating town of Corrgis, she had seen her first sailing ship and fell madly in love with the whole idea of ships flying across the waves. In her 120th year, she finally managed to work passage south to Beotharn, to the port city of Kartush, near Stygia. There, she entered an apprenticeship for twenty five years, working in the docks, and applying her special talents as an Accriss elf to underwater work. When she left, she was a fully licensed Guild Shipwright. She shipped out again, and spent the next five years crossing the Atlantean ocean eight times. In those years, she rose in rank in the Shipping Guild, and met a stunning and handsome pair, Lt Nathaniel Scott and his erstwhile, though gloomy, companion, Lorak, an Atlantean. They were Marines for the Sonntaglian Royal Navy, and were part of an action against pirates of the coast of Antequera in which they saved the young Accrissian’s life.

Her last assignment was aboard the SGS Dragon Bay, a FreeRanger ship out of Dracosan which had been making runs from Taipai to Kandevari for several years. On its maiden voyage into the Sea of Mauritius, it encountered sea serpents off of Tyco Reef, broke its back and floundered. Fewer than a dozen survived. They were rescued and dropped off in Mauritius. As with all FreeRanger crews, that meant they were on their own to sign on with another ship. Leeshianiera had never been much of a deck hand, which everybody needed, so it was only through the greatest of luck that she happened upon a story of a young human swashbuckler, supposedly an ex-Marine, who was putting together a crew to sail the Atheaen isles, the Taipai Sea, and the uncharted islands of Atlantea. It wasn’t much of a surprise to her to find that Nathaniel Scott was that swashbuckler. No better way to get in at the ground floor of a new shipping line than to help the founder build it. Problem was the rotten, leaky row boat of a sloop he was calling his ship, the SGS Lady Jezebel.

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