[center][h2][color=cyan][b]Kadroo Long-Lake[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
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[color=cyan][b]The Noreaster | Cargo Bay[/b][/color]

Kadroo technically was not a stowaway... technically. He'd just happened to wander onto the ship. Though, it wasn't as if Kadroo really had a concept of what a "stowaway" was, his species hadn't even invented specialized labor yet. So it was that Kadroo wandered onto the deck of the Noreaster, his little spear held tightly in his hands as he waddled down the corridor. He curiously examined the vessel of the spirits, occassionally stopping in the hallway to poke or prod at something or another, usually the panels on the wall that held brightly colored, sometimes flashing, little buttons and lights. Occasionally, he'd mutter something to himself in ewokese, but all in all, it was a pretty uneventful exploration, until he reached the elevator that was.

Kadroo approached the elevator and looked at the panel that held two buttons, one for up and another for down, and then looked up to see the seven lights atop the doorway. The door itself, was made of the same hard stone material that the others were so fond of. Kadroo wondered momentarily why it was the spirits had not brought them the hard stone, but then he remembered he, unliked his kinsmen, had ascended to the realm of the spirits. What would make sense to him as a mortal may not hold up in the realm of the spirits. He picked up the butt end of his spear and poked at the panel with the two buttons, and poked one with the end of it. To his surprise, the button lit up, and Kadroo jumped back, muttering a few curses that the elder ewoks might not have heard before.

Not soon after, the doors opened, considerably less surprising since it was sort of slow, and Kadroo was allowed to board the elevator. Since he was unfamiliar with the concept of the elevator, he went ahead and mashed the buttons on the panel of the interior, delighted with his new ability to poke things that would light up. He squeaked in surprise and mutterred a few more ewokese curses when the metal doors closed and he was brought down in the elevator. When the doors opened again Kadroo scuttled out, muttering to himself in his native language about his luck that the spirits had released him from the hardstone beast inside their ship. He wondered how they had tamed such a thing. Then he toddled off down the deck of the ship to explore some more. 

It was several minutes into this journey on a new deck of the Spirit's vessel that Kadroo realized he was hungry. His stomach gurgled for food, and Kadroo reached to the side of his belt where his food bag would have typically been. It was empty though, one of the few things the spirits had taken from his person. So now he'd have to seek out the spirits and offer up some sort of sacrifice for food he figured, perhaps there were some onboard the Spirit's vessel? Kadroo went down the hallway he was in, poking at the panels that seemed to open the hard metal rectangles and looking into the room for spirits, then moving on if he didn't find one. He did this, finding a few empty rooms, until he reached what everyone else knew as the cargo bay. He entered into it and followed the sound of the gibberish that the spirits spoke down a few short alleys of crates, until he was approaching the small group. Politely, Kadroo halted and planted his spear with a small thud, waiting for the spirits to take notice of him. If he was lucky they would, and if he wasn't? Well, he'd have to find a new place to get food he supposed.