"I just watched a crazy naked guy eat a rat, so no... I am not OK. I am, however, physically unharmed."
Pushing Thalios forward from behind with the haft of her spear, Sath makes her way out of the cell. Wracking her brain, Sath tries to think of any creature capable of taking the form of a ship this size...
Nature roll to see if Sath can think of any creature this might be that they're facing.
Knowledge(Nature): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17