There was really no decision to be made, she was not getting on a boat again if she could help it. Following the directions to the caravan quarter proved easy. She decided to lower the hood of her cloak. She had discovered as she matured that males were always more receptive when dealing with a pretty face. Even though it revealed her as an elf she hoped the reputation of her race as skilled archers or mages would help her land a job.<br/><br/>She approached the first caravan master or mercenary captain she could find. "Greetings sir, I am Vanestria, an independent contractor. I have skills in scouting, archery and dabble in magic as well. Depending on your needs and destination I am sure we can come to a mutual agreement."<br/><br/>Vanestria would repeat the process as needed until she found someone willing to hire her. And headed in the direction she was going as well. It wold be easier to travel with one caravan the whole way, even if they were making several stops and detours than get only halfway there and have to jump on with another company.