Hasha pulled the hood of her cloak up over her face to ward off the cool sea air, covering her thick black hair.  She stared out at the water lost in thought.  This was the farthest she'd ever travelled on her own, and although her father had given his blessing this time, she noted there seemed to be some doubt in his voice.  Still, she would not have to find much treasure to ensure that he would live out his remaining years in comfort, and she desperately wanted to make up for the grief she'd caused him in the past.  And besides, her mage mentor had told her he'd taught her all the magic he could.<br/><br/>With a sigh, she turned her strikingly pale gray eyes from the water and looked across the deck of the ship, noticing that there were only a few other passengers on board. She nodded to them politely and began to head below to her cabin when her eyes caught those of young fellow traveller.  She smiled, and despite her normal reticence with strangers, she found herself walking over to him and holding out her hand.  "Greetings, I'm Hasha.  And you are?"<br/><br/><br/>OOC: She's talking to Jason...this was a completely random choice...