After being accepted into the crew, Vaeri spent the last couple of days in Knife's Edge drinking with her muscular friends, most of them were happy for her and wished her luck on her adventure, often saying something about their life as a sailor before having settled down here. She would muse that they were still young and fit for sailing, but would respond with 'If I had a crew..' Vaeri didn't quite understand what they meant by that since there were enough lads here to make one, but when she boarded the SeaReaver she realised there was more to a crew than just sailors. Quartermasters, Shipwrights, Lookouts, Captains. All roles that made a proper crew. Perhaps the men back at the Knife's Edge didn't fancy themselves as any of these roles.
When some of the roles were being announced, she couldn't help but try to imagine Vaia as a cook. The woman had spilled gore all over the table at the 'interview' of sorts. She wondered what such a killer could cook.. Perhaps a killer dish? She chuckled to herself, enjoying her own witticism. As the Quartermaster spoke, she began making an ordered list of people she should get to know, but ultimately had trouble figuring out the priorities without making someone else seem less significant than another. So closest person would be first.
She walked up to Sage and pat her on the shoulder, probably a little more roughly than she intended.
"A Healer? That's quite impressive! Most I hear of use 'arcane'.. or something. I would love to know how your magic works." She said jovially, giving the much shorter woman a warm grin. Vaeri had always been interested in magic, even if she didn't actually learn it herself. While she understood her own magic, she didn't know much about the magicks that humans commanded, perhaps they were similar?
"But before that, I would like to get to know you first. I am Vaeri Ernala, a Great Clan Elf from the North. It is nice to meet you." The tall elf held out her hand in greeting, her warm smile unwavering. Meeting new people was something Vaeri really enjoyed, purely because they always have their own stories to tell. One story is always different from another, and there is never two that are the same. Unless they're inseparable twins. She often took interest in people's perspective on the same topic. Most of the time it was similar if they were of the same community, but her travels had told her that people from different places always had something else to say about it.
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