[center][h2][color=f7941d]Royse[/color][/h2][/center]
Royse laid against the ship railings, glancing upon the view of the oceans. Its just another ship's travel for her, [i]just another...[/i] There are some passengers with seasickness, but she'd been travelling a lot back in her younger days as a mercenary. The ship trip is one of the quests she would be taking on. She hoped that it wouldn't be a blunder, not like the last time at Crocus.

Taking a bite from her packet of crackers, she pondered whether she could create arrows that can heal with her magic. [i]Better not take this risk...[/i] Her usage of magic is more inclined towards the more offensive purposes, or to put it bluntly, maiming and killings. Healing is a different art altogether, and she wouldn't want to use something that she doesn't understand well enough.