Shyeal had been reserved most of the trip, a certain dragonkin calling it an honor for a 'fey' to be aboard didn't seem to help her demeanor she was pretty sure she knew what Thava meant, but it didn't make it not offensive. She spent most of her time accumulating extra quivers and some extra rounds for her gun. A little more quiet then her usual self she opted to work with the plans as they were laid out. Chip was the first to see the group, the little squirrel hanging out on a part of the ship no person possibly could. The elf girl sighed, she knew the goblins the other day spelled trouble, word of orcs and even drow? This was crazy, like an old legend coming to pass. Though events of late made her wonder if the star travelers were in a way involved in every one of them now. She would try and find a pistol for Mneta, something at least a little less alien to the girl and would pack quite a punch, figuring anything would beat a lack of range. Beyond that she spent the trip in solidarity.<br/><br/><br/>When the clash of battle came, it seemed to hit the girl with relief. Saying the first word since they boarded, she said to Mneta "I have some magic myself, stay close. I'd prefer not to use it. But it's best with healing." she was no slouch when it came to battle but she never had to deal with such madness before. She took a breath when the dimension doors opened, already feeling the adrenaline shocking through her system, to the elf this was more of a narrowing focus, everything slowing down so she could think. She would ready an arrow and follow after her new friend. Chip hid inside the armor of the elves ranger uniform, the poor squirrel didn't belong on a battlefield afterall, and whilst he could technically fire a pistol, well, there wasn't much expectation of action on his part.