The dark-skinned woman groaned as the footsteps from further in the ship grew closer, pulling herself into a sitting position and rubbing at her head. She was maybe five and a half-feet tall, and her body seemed to be fairly well-muscled and lean, though she clearly had some impressive curves where it counted. Her long brown hair was wavy and hung down loose around her shoulders, her body clad in simple cloth. The young woman was clearly Vudrani in nationality, judging by the skin tone and features . . . and the quiet stream of curses she was muttering under her breath in Vudrani.<br/><br/>She was clearly confused about the situation they were in, unable to think of exactly why she was apparently on a boat rather than resting in a comfortable inn bed. As new figures appeared she began to try and stand, looking less than pleased with the situation, and sparing a suspicious glance for the other people around her.