Jennifer
*In the deepest waters of a grim, murky sea lies the wreckage of the Nyaden, a ship who, based on what we know today, was once the prized possession of an up-and-coming trader of the Silvainian Empire. She's in a roughened condition for sure; shattered windows, cracked planks, pieces of mast can be seen across the sandy floor. She's no longer home to a crew, but a wide range of aquatic animals big and small keep her company and use her as a welcome shelter. They often change positions as they change their minds on which spot is best. The new inhabitants seem content enough to guard this abandoned vessel as a group like a family of sorts, however unwilling to share their homes against new arrivals.*

*The Nyaden makes for quite the dramatic sight from afar, with a show of defiance against the chaotic nature of life until the moment time and tide destroys her further. She's hangs heavily on one side and the absence of a crew leaves a deafening silence. Not much remained of the little details that once made her stand out aside from a whole bunch of opened crates and the flag that proudly overlooked the nest, now drenched in salty waters. There are a few bones scattered around the ship, they likely belong to the crew, but its impossible to tell without investigating.*
Raymond
*Her fingers carefully traced over the open page, a smile coming across the Silnari's face. 'This is it'. Carefully the book was returned to its' satchel, the Silanri's fingers pulling the thin interwoven pieces of leather through the hole connected to the cover of it. The bag itself was a sweet gift from her father, giving her proclivity to traveling.*

*She placed her feet carefully among the rocks, making a careful and steady decline to the coast. Every now and then pausing to gaze down at what she had left (not much, although for someone as weak as her, it was more of a journey). Eventually though, she made it. Taking yet another moment to take in the sheer scale of the ship, The Silnari felt a pang of pride. She found this all through the books collected, though some begrudging help from those choice locals of the area.*

*"Well.. Where do we begin?"* *She laughed to herself (both at the task ahead of her and at talking to herself) before pulling out the bag yet again, preparing for a swim.*
Jennifer
*Rhannado, along with any leftover debris from the prior storm which had taken place hours ago, would commence to wash ashore, carried by the small waves which continued to sway at his body everso slightly. He laid on the damp ground as birds began to surround his being, circling him with vulturous intent. There was a loss of color in his face. It was as if his heart had suddenly stopped beating and all the blood had run down into his boots. He slowly became aware of himself. There was a slight pulse in his neck that he sensed. His eyelids opened the smallest amount revealing flashes of light and a small figure in the distance as his eyes moved, but it was still hard to tell with all the creatures blocking his line of sight. Nausea swarmed his senses in clots, inhabiting his existence into his remaining source of energy, with a heavy presence compressed over his ribs, narrowing his already skeletal breath. Yet the thought of freedom stretched easily to his thoughts, the freedom that accompanies the living, yet not so lustfully.*
Raymond
*The woman's hands were deeply submerged in her bag, attention only to be shifted as a bird flew over and past her head, toward a circle.*

 "Hey-! What's.." *Her voice trailed off as she realized the obvious; They were dead. Such things were always an ill-sight, despite her contemporary Silnari whom had survived purely on hunting and the establishment of murder and the such.* 

*"May peace take your soul.. I may spread you beneath a tree, for that's all I can do for you."* *The figure continued to get closer and closer, soon enough she was a stones-throw away.* "Scat! Get away from them you heathens!" *She waved her arms at the birds, ushing them away best she could.* "Can't let a person rest in peace.." *She huffed, then nealt next to the man.* 

*It took.. A moment, for her to realize he was alive. After she let her hand fall down to his chest certainly she would notice the clammy body of the man was warm- Heart beating.* "Wh-What?" *The silnari took his face into her hands, examining it.* "Can you understand me?"