<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/war%20weary/war_weary___j___3_by_mjranum_stock-d5amf8h.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ngidi Ashia</span></strong></span><br/>Character Sheet Here (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=953886)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Role:</strong> Deckhand</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong> Exiting the ship</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ramza, Kivana, Roderick</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Content:</strong> (A general idea of what can be found in your post)</span><br/><hr/><br/>Ashia listened to the captain's orders, stone-faced, save for the red patch on her left cheek and neck where one of the flaming stones had struck her, leaving a healing welt. when dismissed, she pressed the knuckles of her fists together and dipped her head to Thrane, a movement that seems as if it were simple instinct from her.<br/><br/>It took the woman a bit of time to kit out - she strode down the ramp not far after Ramza, weighted by a light sack and her weapons of course, but mostly by the thick armor she more, each sewn steel plate lacquered in green and painted with the looping text of her homeland's tongue. Jostling at her hip opposite from her ancestor's long blade was a spiralling horn, fitted with brass. She paused at the foot of the ramp, eyes scouring the 'jungle' before her, then to her companions and the crew.<br/><br/>"I have no idea where an elemental might be found; air or otherwise. Though; we are in their home, are we not? Perhaps they will see us as intruders and come to deal with us." she steps around Ramza then, leaving a curious smoke-and-honey scent in her wake. "There is not much to jungles; Except that when a large cat comes to take you, it is harder to swing your sword at it." she flashed a smile over her shoulder at the strange stone-masked man,  before walking to join the logging crew.<br/><br/>"We worry first about protecting our fellows; Even if we lack an elemental today, perhaps one tomorrow. But there are other things, and we are too few already to risk striking too far afield from the rest, hmm?"