((Rolling untrained, pretty sure it's anything below DC 10<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/215191">Knowledge Geography</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+1</span><span style="font-weight: bold">4</span>))<br/><br/>She looks out to the ships in harbor as they set off, unsure of what to do. She had failed miserably in a first impression, her blasted tendencies to use magic as much as possible. She knows she caught eyes, but you had to win the mind to gain allies, not the genitalia. She nods at Xarces when he mentions being glad to be rid of the place. The dragon-blooded agreed with a half-hearted nod. If she was not disturbed or asked anything, she would retire from her leaning over the side of the ship to the lower bed decks, wanting to be as well rested as she could be if there was a fight.