Aria had been on deck, staring of into the surrounding sky when she heard the captain shout. Pushing off the railing, she stretched her arms above her head. It had been a rather uneventful trip for her after they took off, the occasional high flying bird making the mistake of smashing into the ship being the only surprise. 

She padded down the stairs, entering her quarters. Quietly, she grabbed her bag and sword before turning back around and quickly jumping up the stairs two at a time. She grinned, sling her leather bag over her shoulder. Looking around, Aria noticed someone she hadn't seen on board before. He was an old looking man, who appeared to be speaking to no one in particular, but she could hear his words. Stepping over to him, she grinned.

"'Ello. I a'ven't met you yet, either that or I have terrible memory. My name's Aria, and I believe we're in Braelv. 'M afraid you missed the first part of the adventure, as we had a nasty run in with couple of bandits." 

She stuck her hand out for him to shake, eyes twinkling. She hadn't spoken much with the other crew mass after they left port, and she was extremely glad to have company. Being alone never had felt very good, even when you're a thief. The man seemed like a fairly easy person to speak with, unlike some of her crew mates. Namely ones who found interest in attempting to break her foot via stepping on it.