<strong>Name:</strong>Dala Jurin<br/><br/>Wounds: 0/12 - Strain: 0/13 - Soak: 2<br/><br/>Location: Cargo Bay of the Fate's Fortune<br/>Content: Still stuck in a slaver ship, but better than before!<br/>Time: Unknown<br/>Tag: Open<br/>Destiny: 3 Dark 4 Light<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Dala blinked.  The people around her all seemed relatively calm.  She took a deep breath in and let it out, trying to focus on her center.  Unfortunately, it just seemed to stoke the embers of anger boiling under her surface.  A small part of her raged that she wouldn't be able to introduce the slavers to a revenge their survivors would not forget.<br/><br/>"I'm Dala.  Woozy.  Dry mouth.  Achy.  I must have been out for a while." She stretches again.  "I don't know what the plan is or what exactly is going on, but if you are all against the slavers, I'm willing to follow along.  I can carry supplies or sneak around to try to gather information, if need be."<br/><br/>Without any weapons or tools, those are probably the bravest things she can do.