Miki peeked from her tent at the sound of the ship approaching. Chewing a piece of grass she stood in plain view below, hands on hips and staring straight up at the passerby. Around her were many large skulls, enormous in size, a few scattered home debris like pots, pans, a clothesline. Her tent was tall and circular, shaped similarly to a circus tent but a shorter steeple while the walls and roof were made of pale leather and hide. There was a black flag at the top, triangle shaped, with a pair of red outlined squares with a small red circle in the center, between them was an infinity symbol. There would appear to be a crude area for horses or other beasts to be tied up, she couldn't tell from her vantage point if it would be a large enough area for the ship to land.
'Sure would be nice to get a visitor...'
She thought while chewing her grass, spitting it out as the ship drew nearer. Her face gave away nothing as she waited to see what would happen next. Miki was wearing a white tank top and brown leather shorts, no shoes, she was caught completely off guard by the ship. Although she hadn't been there for long it would seem the land was barren as could be, other than those who came and went either as travelers or merchants. Those people she would peddle important wares to like nails, hammers, fix broken wheels, things like that.
She had amassed over the last few months enough to have a crude forge set up out in the open hidden between a giant bone and her tent, no current protection from thieves or harsh nature other than its obscuring from view. It wasn't enough to fashion anything worthy like swords or armor, but small things like nails and repairs she was more than able to do. A quick glance towards her smithy she realised whoever that was above would be able to see her shop quite easily. She would have to be ready for anything, she decided.
'Sure would be nice to get a visitor...'
She thought while chewing her grass, spitting it out as the ship drew nearer. Her face gave away nothing as she waited to see what would happen next. Miki was wearing a white tank top and brown leather shorts, no shoes, she was caught completely off guard by the ship. Although she hadn't been there for long it would seem the land was barren as could be, other than those who came and went either as travelers or merchants. Those people she would peddle important wares to like nails, hammers, fix broken wheels, things like that.
She had amassed over the last few months enough to have a crude forge set up out in the open hidden between a giant bone and her tent, no current protection from thieves or harsh nature other than its obscuring from view. It wasn't enough to fashion anything worthy like swords or armor, but small things like nails and repairs she was more than able to do. A quick glance towards her smithy she realised whoever that was above would be able to see her shop quite easily. She would have to be ready for anything, she decided.
