The Sea-Strider? Aye, I know 'er.
Stow yer blade around 'er, lad. That woman's th' foinest sellsword in all o' Sinkaplenty.
Fairfact, Oi once heard she lopped a bobbin's rope t' drop anchor on a leviathan's head!
Seen 'er foight a gaggle o' goons with naught but 'er cutlass - no leathers protectin' 'er.
Feel bad fer the only lad in the bunch what nicked 'er; she made sure 'e bled the longest.
An' a nimble lit'l cuss, she is. Bet'cha now, thirty gilly if ye can outpace 'er.
Damn foine lass, that one. Crafty as sin, too. Knows how t' make coin, Oi tell ya.
An' those feloine folk hardly tarry near th' sea, y'know. They stay in their lit'l jungle.
So, Oi wagers me coinpurse that there's a heart full t' burst with wanderlust and adventure.
An' a gullet like an eel! Harharhar! Laddie, she'll drink ye under th' table if ya let 'er.
A lady after me own heart, fairfact - when she ain't after me grog or me coin, aharhar... !
Ahh, but Oi'd call her if Oi needed to make sure a job goes right.
The boxsmugglin', swashbucklin' tabaxi:

Kani'daro Swiftcloud!

... Eh?
Ye'd loike t' see 'er what?
Moind yer tongue, lad!

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Done by  Magaru109 ~! Original to be linked if posted.
Don't know how much art I'll get of her, but this lovely lady's a character from my D&D campaign~!