Opossum Sailor

Danger Level: 11, Typical Environment: Warehouse District

Appearance

The warehouse and docks are alive with sailors and dock workers and various hangers-on milling about, unloading cargo, or maintaining the ships. Unfortunately you cannot travel too far before attracting some attention from at least one lonely sailor. Swagging out of the crowd in hobnailed boots comes an opossum decked out in leather and gold brocade like a sailor of old, a cutlass by her side. She sneers at you from under her tricorn hat, spitting out the stub of a cigar that had been in her muzzle. You would almost swear you can hear the opossum's cunt sizzling as she levels a finger at you. "Surrender to me or you'll dance the hemp jig!" she cackles with a matter-of-fact threat, adjusting her epaulettes before beginning her attack.