Asra got to her feet at the sound of approaching footsteps, hanging around behind the rest as the sailors enter. She jumps a bit as the lead man snaps his whip. This is bad. She had gotten herself out of bad situations before, but usually those were ones where she could run, or hide, or escape somewhere. But on a ship, in the middle of the ocean...<br/><br/>She eyed the sailors carefully, trying her best to appear small and inconspicuous at the moment- not too hard, when the only person in the room smaller than you is a Gnome. She'll let them do the talking for now...