The small girl known as Sarah looked around quietly. She wasn't certain where she was, or who these people were, but the key information was that she was alive. She appeared, very much so, so be a simple working girl from the fields, but the way she carried herself was more that of a wanderer than a worker; her back was straight and eyes cast upward rather than down, and curiosity overpowered confusion and fear on her face.

After these few precious moments of studying her surroundings, the girl clasped her hands together behind her back and stretched her shoulders.

"Since I'm not dead yet I take it you people are friendly!" She said cheerily. "I admit I wasn't paying much attention till now."