(uh...merida you realize there are only like two rooms on the ship, the sleeping one everyone shares and the engine room?)<br/><br/>Thea made her way to the ramp as the ship began to descend to the ground. Her little nap had rejuvenated her enough that she would be able to at least keep up a shield. She could hear the sound of the engine grinding down as the slowed and turned, finally bumping against the ground as the ship made a shuddering groan of protest. She hit the winch that released the rickety wooden ramp and it dropped to the dusty ground with a soft thud. As she slowly descended the ramp she used her magic to form a shield about a cm out from her own skin in case of a surprise attack from anything that wanted to scavenge their pathetic little vessel.