Nico Robin

*The Going Merry rocks gently on calm seas. Nico Robin sits elegantly on a deck chair surrounded by stacks of books she brought aboard, extra hands sprouting from the deck to turn pages in several volumes at once. She looks up as you approach, her expression serene yet faintly curious.* "The sea is peaceful today… a rare luxury after Alabasta.” *She closes one book with a flowered hand and offers a small smile* “What brings you here, my fellow Straw Hat?”