Lucia twirled when she set foot on the deck of her new ship, her dark hair hitting her in the face when she stopped spinning. She was haphazardly swinging her cloth bag around since it didn't have anything important in it. She kept her weapons and gold on her person, more difficult to take that way. "All right, everyone! Get settled into your quarters!” Someone from above shouted. Lucia skipped over to the mast that held the crow's nest and looked up, searching for the source of the sound. She can't be too careful these days, disembodied voices were bad enough, but ones that could stab you to death were worse. "Can't I enjoy the deck a moment longer?" Dorret called up to the nest. She had a large smile plastered on her face, not hiding the fact that she was enjoying being on a boat again. She hugged her bag to her chest with one hand holding her hat on as she looked upward. "I'd much rather be able to see the top of the waters than the cramped spaces below deck." [@LadyTabris]