She smiled softly when the captain mentioned thta she hoped she was good with the blade.  "I'm a bladesinger," she replied, feeling that to say anything more would be boastful.<br/><br/>Serendipity twitched her hip slightly, then reached down to loosen her single edged blade in it's sheath.  "Tell me about this demon," she spoke softly.  "How do I identify it, and what does it take to destroy it?"<br/><br/>She pulled a cloak from her duffel and threw it over her scantily clad form, covering her bladesinger's tattoo.  She checked the line of needles runing down one hem and gave a satisfied nod.  "I'm ready.  When you decide where I'm to be quartered, would you have a crewman take my duffel?