Aira was lying on her back, sleeping. As relaxed as one could be while lying on stone anyway. The blonde woman was dressed in what appeared to be essentially nothing. When she had gone to bed she had been wearing armor over this "outfit", but the armor appeared to be nowhere to be found, nor was the sword and shield she brought with her. Instead it had been replaced with the items on the ground, and the calm forest she fell asleep in had been replaced with... this. Rolling onto her back, a soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked up to the roof.<em>I don't recall my bedding being inside of a cave... Nor being this uncomfortable...</em>She thought to herself, her eyes slowly looking around. She had never been underground before, and she had to admit it freaked her out a bit to be unable to see the sky. It gave her a sort of ominous, achy feeling in her stomach, forcing her to roll over to her side to confirm at least that there was ground beneath her. Good, so that was a start.<br/><br/>Slowly forcing herself up to her feet, she looked around at the various items on the ground laid in front of her. It appeared as if they were intended for use to fight, but they weren't exactly very well in shape... They looked extremely primitive in fact. She sighed. First things first. Using the strips of cloth she crafted herself a basic skirt, tying it around her waist on the side, the skirt at its full length going down to a bit below her knees but only on the one side as her rip was slightly off-center. Ripping off a long strip of the fabric, she tied it around her clay jug and then tied the other end around the staff on the ground before picking it up into her arms. She wasn't that good with a staff, but better than she was with one just club. She couldn't shake the habit of pretending she had a shield when using a one-handed weapon, so staff it was. She considered for a moment to tie up her breasts, but what did it matter, they were rather small anyway.<br/><br/>Stepping out from behind the rocks, she took in a deep breath, only to feel a lot less rejuvenated than usual. She sighed. So she truly was underground. She felt a bit sick again at the thought of all the rocks above her, but she removed it from her heart as best as she could, instead looking around quickly before deciding to walk in front of her rocks and sit down, giving the room a better look. Specifically she was trying to find anything weird about the slab of rock in the center of the room, to try to identify its purpose. She saw a man at the edge of the room by some water, but the stone concerned her more. She had heard huge stones in the middle of rooms tended to be bad news, so she wanted to make sure.