Groaning and sitting up with a 'crick-crack' from her back, Peregrine rubbed her eyes and blinked several times at the room she found herself in.<br/><br/>"Oh ye gods...  did I get rolled<strong>again</strong>?!"<br/><br/>She looked down at her naked self and sighed.  Grimacing as she stretched and examined the soreness of her left arm, she winced and looked at the others in the circle.<br/><br/>"None of this looks familiar...  who are you?  Are we slaves or captives here?"<br/><br/>She sighed and sat cross-legged on the cold floor, making faces as she started to arch her arms over her head, stretching and then bending at the waist and hips to either side, working out the kinks from waking up sore.  Her stomach gurgled loudly and her fair complexion flushed pink.<br/><br/>"Anything to eat around here?  For that matter, are we trapped and is there a place for morning toilette?"