It was as she was making her way back up to the deck of the ship that Tyora noticed somone bringing an empty barrel up from below decks.  Actually more than one person from what she was watching.<span style="color: green">“Oh, I hope they are bringing enough things for everyone… I don’t want to rely on regular floatsome.”</span>She muttered before following one of the crew rolling a barrel and made her way to the top deck.<br/><br/>Once she came out into the chaos that was the crew and a few of the passengers.  Immediately she noticed the white haired woman up there speaking with the captain and one of the crew.  They seemed to be talking, and she immediately started to move towards them.  While she was, her eyes roamed around the deck, looking for the dwarf, or any of the others from the expedition she guided and guarded.  Her eyes also were looking for the two ladies she had shared a drink with no more than a few minutes ago.  She had meant that she would go look for them if they didn’t come up to the deck.<br/><br/>Even when she got close to the captain and the white haired woman she kept looking around for a moment and overhearing the priest speaking.  What he said was definitely disconcerting.  She wated and couldn’t help but feel a chill down her spine at his and Daniel’s words.<span style="color: green">“Essentially, not good.  So how long do we have until this girl can’t stay afloat?”</span>Her voice sounded as calm as she, a seasoned hunter and survivor, could when they were about to be lost in an environment she knew nothing about.  Yeah, she was trying to hide her fear, but her face gave it away.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>