Ange shared a room with a dark-haired, pointy-eared woman whom seems to shares her penchant of little body covering in terms of clothing.  Standing a few inches head taller than the elf her platinum blonde hair was decorated with feathers of various birds on either side; her cheeks and chin dyed with face-paint denoting her as a certified warrior of her home village after undergoing many tests and trials.  Although she has seen Shala in various stages of undress during their trip, Ange is not so brazen.  She almost always keep her large firm breasts covered in dark brown bandeau that crisscrosses down from her shoulder and wraps around her strong back; her hard rock midriff is at all times bare while the telltale signs of a tong, she wore, of the same make as her ‘bra’ was covered by a skirt made from pelts and tribal wraps and held together by an ornate studded belt-like strap that encircled her solid hips.<br/><br/>Being aboard the Asura’s Luck was not the first time Ange experience flying on an airship.  She stowed away on board one of many that happened to have visited their village in times past.  Her curiosity of these flying machines and the cultures they brought with them stem from the tales told to her by her mother regarding her father who happened to be an outsider himself from the so called mainland to the north.  Perhaps in the back of her mind Ange wanted to know the man who sired her, to meet him face to face and to ask questions like why he left mother and her, and to give him a piece of her mind if needed be. Or maybe it is because she has the blood of an outsider that she wanted to know the other side of the coin, that of the world where her father came from.  But right now she is here, on her way toward a destination only she knows of.<br/><br/>Deciding to explore further the Asura’s Luck she jumps off from the top of her bunk, her bandage wrapped feet landing soundly on the floor, it is then that she noticed Shala doing something on her hand that struck Ange as somewhat amazing.   “Nice trick.  How do you do it?” she asked in a low gruff voice.<br/>