After her little talk in the dark with Foran, Lilith had retreated to the ship's front. Sitting crouched upon the bowsprit and gazing into the darkness of the caverns. Whatever had happened in the hold, it had left the warped elf in the sort of pensive thought the older members of her race were prone to. Eyes staring straight ahead, covered once more by her blindfold, feline ears pointing backwards and an ancient tune on her lips. She ignored the conversation on the deck while her mind ran circles around itself, trying to locate the thread it left in the maze it had become, but as always, her thoughts fell prey to the mental minotaurus that always left her empty-handed in her search for her own memories. She was trying to recall how long she had been with this group, and where she got the name Lilith from. She remembered vague notions. A village, birds, the taste of blood and flesh, but little else. Even more recent events like the pirate debacle had been reduced to "stuff with pirates?" and "Dawn look REALLY hot, need to make out with that." Lilith Lilith Lilith. The name was starting to lose it's meaning, and she'd likely soon forget it unless she had someone to remember it for her. She'd need to go and see who could carry the memories she couldn't carry herself. If they couldn't, she'd forget herself again, and end up wandering around alone and dazed once more.<br/><br/>A soft trembling of the prow made Lilith lose track of her thoughts and instantly forget about them. Ears perked up as she glanced behind her at the deck, her tail swaying as she spied Verita, Dawn and Foran lowering a rowboat into the dark cavewaters below. Spying the other elf, Tyora, clamber down the rigging to join the three made Lilith decide to crawl over. Moving along the railing she sat on it like a cat, watching the others toil and get into the lifeboat. Lilith showed no inclination to join them, the ashen elf simply tilting her head sideways to look down at them.<i>"This cave holds not the life we seek, but it's to late for my words to take heed."</i>She gracefully pushed herself off the railing, diving into the dark cave water with only a few ripples on the surface to mark her disappearance. Swimming easily through the dark, icy waters Lilith arrived on the shore before the rowing boat didn't, and wandered on ahead. Too eager to get off the boat and explore a new surrounding to care about the worries of the others or her own.<br/><br/>That eagerness faded quickly, along with the warped elf's nonchalance. She had sensed the magic before noticing it's effects, a black shroud that coiled like an invisible mist around the abandoned town. With but a few steps, she had realized sound didn't work as it should here. Fading too quickly. At first it was a mere annoyance, but Lilith relied more than she knew on sound and each noise that was swallowed by the walls around her was one she expected to hear but didn't. The dissonance between the expected from habit and it's absence unnerved Lilith greatly. Always she had been a hunter. Always she had had the advantage. Sight, hearing and smell far beyond any that tried to match her. Yet the magic here messed with her eyes, sound was stolen from her and the sea's salt ruined any attempt to locate by scent. The beast coiled in her mind as uncertainty slowly turned into panick. Everything felt wrong and the magic that was half there half wasn't was giving her a headache.<br/><br/>Breathing quickly, Lilith's gaze spun around searching for whatever threat messed with her fundamental senses so. When the group landed on the shore and walked near, she didn't even recognize them in her frenzied, panicked state, instead darting off into the darkness while knocking over a fence and a few stray barrels, sending it's contents flying while muttering in frustration.<i>"Wrong wrong WRONG!"</i>In her angry panic she knocked over whatever she could find, but the warped audial feedback only ended up upsetting her more. Tantruming like a child, Lilith caused quite the mess in her wake. Showing no sign of calming down while she searched for a way to escape how wrong her surroundings felt to her with the silence superimposed upon it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>