<div class="floatleft">(http://www.whenthesungrowscold.com/Gallery/_data/i/upload/2016/10/28/20161028091148-1ad6fede-me.jpg)</div>Modesty was not Ci'ona's thing, indeed, her people inhabited the deep forests, and her dark skin and dark hair was the result of thousands of years of living in such places, making her kind blend in perfectly in the thick, dark forests. Unlike the city and mountain dwelling Eladrin who were fair skinned and light haired, the wood fey were the opposite. When Ci'ona had arrived at the gangplank, she had little with her, and wore little as well. Lithe and agile, she wore a simple cloth skirt, and a lot of tattoos, all nature oriented, some devotions to her goddess, others simple elemental runes. A silver anklet was around one bare ankle, and both feet were bare, the dirt of her travels clearly on her feet. There was dirt under her fingernails as well, and she had a pair of simple leather bracers on her wrist embossed with the images of bears. She wore no shirt, yet her long, unkempt black hair fell across her chest and back enough to cloak her bare chest, although that did not stop folks from gawking at her, which she ignored. She otherwise carried a wooden staff, and a satchel. Any man that thought to paw at her suddenly faced a diminutive elven woman with a bear's fangs and claws, her totem animal and her primary aspect when she took beast form. That generally dissuaded any further attempts to get grabby with her. Several of the women on board who had fussed at their husbands for ogling her ended up laughing when that happened, confident that the under dressed elf was not interested in their husbands, or sons.<br/><br/>'Ci'ona' she said when it was time to record her name in the ledger. She had an accent, common was not her first tongue, but she prided herself on learning it.<br/><br/>After that, the feral eladrin spent the time on board the ship in various activities. It was obvious that she was good at teaching, and she spent many afternoons and evenings facilitating discussions and lectures on what one could expect to encounter in the wild, and what plants, roots and herbs would be good for eating, as well as the finer points of which ones were good for healing with those that were accompanying them. She felt it was good to get that out of the way, and to prepare them. She didn't want to see anyone try to eat or work with something poisonous. That was usually followed up with demonstrations on how to treat and bandage wounds. A much needed skill. She would entertain questions from any who asked, and was polite and genuinely interested in meeting and commiserating with her shipmates.<br/><br/>She would rise at dawn and find a place to commune with the natural world, and during rain and storms, would stand out in it, enjoying the feel of the elements on her skin. She could stare out at the open sea for hours, meditating.<br/><br/>She was destined to start up a circle of her own. She was not sure why she was granted this auspicious honor, but would do her best to honor Melora's faith her.<br/><br/>When land was finally sighted, she breathed a sigh of relief. She enjoyed the sea, but longed to put her feet on solid ground again.