"The law is on our side, as they struck unprovoked, thus depriving us of our resources. I will go ensure they make proper restitution, as convincingly as I am able. If there is trouble... Huan will let you know if I need back-up."
[size=85]Bereleyn enacts Blade of the Holy Flame, not because she's expecting a fight but because it looks impressive: Blue flames ripple up the blade of her already deadly poleaxe. She's terrible with tact and diplomacy, so she's going for straight up intimidation... so just in case it does come down to a fight, she activates her belt, granting Doublet of Impenetrable Silk and Gift of Bear's Fortitude.[/size]
The warrior taps the heels of her boots together, and vanishes where she stands. She reappears instantly upon the stern of the Fuar Iarann, and addresses the man with the largest hat she sees. "You!" she shouts (presumably at Captain Tavis), seemingly in his native tongue. "I am Bereleyn of Mercere, a maga of the Order of Hermes. I have with me a Flambeau-- you've no doubt heard of their martial prowess, and this one is among the best. Thanks to your bungling, we need a new ship, and you seem to have a working one. I'm prepared to negotiate--" she hefts her axe and gives a grim smile-- "Or to resort to violence if you're daft enough to refuse."
[size=85]Die 9 + 1 Presence + 2 Leadership + 3 Aura of Divine Presence = 15. To clarify, she's not trying to intimidate the captain with her words; she's basically trying to radiate "I'm big, I'm bad, and I'm in charge" with her posture, stance, and carriage. She's hoping to deter the pirates from attacking her by making sure they know they'll die in the attempt.
Just in case you want an Awareness check for whether or not she can actually pick out the biggest hat on deck: Die 4 -1 Per + 4 Awareness = 7. Any pirate captain worth his salt should wear a big enough hat that anyone should be able to pick him out of the crowd without needing to try too hard [/size]