Rae's built slightly, but flight requires more muscles than one usually thinks of.  Still, lifting barrels isn't exactly her preference.  But, one does what one needs to do aboard a ship. 

She walks over to a barrel and tries to lift it. It's heavy, but she lifts it with ease.  She walks to the gangplank.  "Me names Rae Quetzali.  Can ye point out the quartermaster so I can be takin' the stores to where 'e wishes 'em?"

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"I'm lookin' to sail to yer next port o' call," Rae says.  "Where it goes from there, we'll see.  About how long be the trip?"

Rae smiles.  A week.  She shouldn't miss too many classes if she can find a portal on Krynn.  Maybe she could find out more info on wildspace cultural and political groups.  Or find out where to get a ship or at least a helm...

"That be soundin' like the perfect amount of time," she said.  "What be yer name? and who be our captain?"

"Ahoy, Cap'n" Rae says. "It be me pleasure servin' on yer ship until we reach Krynn. If I may be askin'...are ye an aven? I bet not from this...cosmology I think the orientation papers be calling it...and I wondered if tree be from the same ...place I be from."

The pauses were because Rae was searching for the correct terminology and not because she was admiring the Captain's...plummage.  Probably.

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Rae turns to Sands, "Nay, I never even heard of aarakocra before. But it seems obvious t' me they be similar people with different names.  In the Planes where I be from, there be hawk, ibis, owl an' more aven."  She looks back to the captain.  "Beautiful plumage...."