Asra awoke in the corner with a cough announcing her presence, a chunk of her hair having fallen over face and smothered her when she drew a surprised breath. Had she not made the sound it was more than possible that her form would have been overlooked in the shadows clad as it were in dull grey leathers and cloth, even her motions to sit hunched rather than lay prone had the smoothness and fluidity of someone with a preference to not to being seen. Which possibly explained the vexed look briefly covering the fetchling's face as she stood up, her pale gaze fluttering here and there before settling on the group a few steps away.<br/><br/>"Did I hear something about strange jewels?"<br/><br/>Taking a couple of steps more firmly into the light generated by Jia's sunrod Asra revealed even further how her garb and belongings put her squarely in the pragmatic camp, apart from her long hair being loose nothing on her could be called anything but practical, useful and durable.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled 12+11 for a total of 23 for perception with my trusty sparkling dice before I work out how dicebot works.</div></div>