Mysaren sat on her bunk, slouched over slightly in order to fit, watching Ayla closely as she worked. She seemed to be more of the warrior type, but definitely not bad to look at.  "As I said, I'm afraid I'm not too practiced in fighting, but I can handle a sword. I came here more to do some research on the creatures. Not too much is known about them, you know," She says softly, toying with the hem of her shirt. "I'm more of a scholar than anything, I suppose. "

"Clan Woerich, hm? Quite rich in history, if I do say so myself. I come from the deserts in the east. Most of the greatest scholars come from there, you know. I come from the city Zaneimhat, one of the bigger cities near the River. Have you ever been to the deserts, Ayla? They're actually quite beautiful. Not unlike yourself, of course." Mysaren smirked, her eyes bright with amusement.

"Only half kidding, of course. Anyways, it's quite obvious you're a bit of a warrior, but if you don't mind, tell me a bit more, hm? I'm curious to hear about you. You seem like a rather interesting woman."