<blockquote><div><cite>xblurp wrote:</cite>(It's up to you guys.I've already made my opinion known.)<br/><br/>Akamu's boat reached the beach of land, the waves hitting against the beach threatening to drag anything that it touched with it back to the ocean. The sound of the waves hitting the beach was very tranquil and contrasting to what was around it. Wooden barrels, broken guns and swords, destroyed ships and a hundred dead before him. Blood was soaked and absorbed into the sand. Everyone was dead and the battle that had taken place had destroyed many supplies. It was hard to tell however who was on who's side as they all had raggedy clothes resembling close to a mercenary or pirate crew. They could have been fighting each other or perhaps they were attacked, but there were no clues to tell which. </div></blockquote><br/><br/>[[ OOC: I don't care whether we wait or not, though I hope nothing bad happened to Shiro. ]]<br/><br/>Akamu stepped out of the boat and dragged it onto the blood-stained beach, hoping that the tide wouldn't wash it out to sea. His mood seemed to change when he saw the scattered corpses strewn across the shore. The scent of death was intoxicating. He reached back for his hood and draped it over his head, casting his eyes in shadow. Though he was a prince, the clothes he wore made him look more like an assassin. His outfit was an emerald green that shimmered in the moonlight. A vest was worn across his chest, leaving his tanned arms and shoulders were completely exposed to the chilly air as he moved silently across the sand. On his feet were nothing but brown sandals with a metal sole. His pants were loose and ballooned out near the bottom. It was held in place by two vibrant green belts that held a series of pouches with all sorts of goodies.<br/><br/>Akamu's orb floated lazily behind him, whirring and clacking sporadically as it followed its master. Akamu thought it best to leave his other items in the boat while he scouted the area. He didn't want to be weighed down by heavy objects in case he had to flee. He crouched down and looked at the wounds and blood stains more closely, it appeared to be fresh. The sand had covered up most of the tracks so it was hard to tell how quickly it happened, who the enemies were, and if there was even a struggle. For there to be so many casualties he doubted this was some random brawl between two pirate crews fighting over beer or supplies. It was more like a massacre.<br/><br/>He felt uneasy standing around here. If it was recent enough it wouldn't be long before other creatures came to the beach to feast upon the bloody carcasses. He had to find shelter for the night. However, in such a strange land as this he didn't want to risk traversing the foreign soil at night. Akamu backtracked towards his boat, planning to sleep inside it one last time before traversing the land at first light.<br/>"Keep an eye out for me while I sleep." Akamu whispered to his orb as he continued his walk.