Due to her abilities in magic she might be able to play double huh? Not that she minded the idea of being both healer and maybe holding position as head mage, it just left her feeling a bit strange. It is to be pointed out after all that her magical abilities have baggage. At the current moment she could feel the magic rotating through her veins, keeping her alive. When she had first learned how to do it pain had overwhelmed her, her untrained body burning up from magical usage in such a bizarre way. The magic kept her alive but she was constantly using it every second of her life. The thirst of magic that left a person with is exponentially high.
It made her pretty useless as a mage in most battles. If she cast a large spell all at once in hopes of ending something soon, she`d be as good as a cat in water if she didn`t know how to fight with a knife. Nonetheless Sage nodded to Galen as he addressed her. She`d try her best to be what everyone expected of her. There was no doubt every one of them would have to prove themselves. Being stuck together on the wide open sea will certainly make them have to find some way to get along, lest they kill each other on this voyage.
This was exciting, not to mention the fact that these people were all so unique. They probably had fascinating stories from all walks of life. It was possible some of them could have been upper class and fell through the ranks. Some that were at the bottom and worked their way out, traveling for a better life. Did some of them have families waiting for them, children? There were definitely travelers who had complete lives back home but couldn`t stop their yearning for adventure. It also didn`t go past her that Vaia was an interesting one to choose as the cook, she didn`t seem to really like the position either. Sage selfishly wanted to get to know all of them to find why choices like those are made, what made them different uniquely.
The quartermaster, their conversation back when they allowed her to come on to this ship, she hoped he didn`t forget that they still needed to have a drink. He was possibly one of the more intriguing ones out of the bunch. It wasn`t only for his looks, no, he seemed to be the kind of person most likely to be able to fade into the background, to watch like a cat waiting to pounce. It made her curious about him. They all had their own stories and he certainly had some himself. The scars seeming to cover his body were evidence of that.
The young woman looked out to the small town and then to the sea. A life on water, what would it be like? There was only one way to find out. A playful smile graced her features as she looked back to the rest of her future companions. This was going to be a long journey and she could already tell.