As the ship began to move into the mysterious land they found themselves in, they began to stare in awe of how this could be in the middle of the ocean and no one know of it or even speak of it. The vast open mountains filled with trees and vegetation were as far as the eye could see. The water carrying their ship seemed to be the most clean and sparkling water that any of them had ever seen, as if it was all filtered before being put into the ocean. The wind was not to heavy or to light, only barely making an impression on the minds of the Heroes, the perfect amount of breeze needed at a comfortable temperature for all. That was not even mentioning the floating mountains they saw hovering above them as their ship continued its slow sail towards an unknown destination. The mountains just floated in midair as if gravity did not apply to them. A person could write a poem about this modern day Garden of Eden. Hidden from the world, never to be known to mortal eyes.<br/><br/>The ship after a few minutes began to enter a larger portion of the river resembling a small lake before entering another river area. As they did the Heroes sixth sense began to alert them to something not being completely right with the world. As if someone or something was watching them. Things within the realm became all quiet, only the water being cut by the ship and the wood creaking within could be heard for miles until a great spine curling sound come from the distance (http://images.wikia.com/elderscrolls/images/e/ea/Npc_dragon_flightroar_01.ogg). Its sound echoing into the vast beyond, bouncing off the mountain sides making the sound even louder and more omniscient. Its power and authority were hard not to give notice to, as if the sound was a warning to the ship to turn back and never return.<br/><br/>The echoes began to fade, and the Heroes noticed a distinct and sudden drop in the overall temperature of the area, where once it was a pleasant perfect temperature that was comfortable for all, suddenly dropped to a distinct and icy cold. The wind itself also seemed to change as well, changing from a pleasant breeze to a steady and firm frost wind. The powerful voice had changed the warm, pleasant, inviting atmosphere into one of<br/>suspicion and mistrust. A fine mist of fog began to move onto the Lake, covering the sparkling water in a cloud of fog. Low clouds began to move in on the green mountains beside them. One of the remaining crew members that had been "convinced" to continue to pilot the ship looked at one of the floating mountains in the distance and noticed something out of a fairytale book.<br/><br/>"<strong>Look!! In-front of us!! on-top of the ruins in the mountain!!</strong>" Yelled the Crewmember at the front of the ship, pointing at what he saw. The crew and the Heroes quickly took note and looked in the same direction of the sailor, seeing exactly what the sailor was seeing, a large and powerful, but thought fiction, a Dragon looking down at their now small feeling ship from its stone perch.<br/><br/>(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/Skyrim-dragon.jpg?t=1330501867)<br/><br/>Once the dragon knew that its intruders knew where he was, he quickly launched himself from his perch, outstretching his wide wings. Catching the encroaching wind he took to the sky and quickly gained speed as the crew of the ship saw that the Dragon was making straight for them. The crew began to panic, not knowing if this was some sort of ancient god or demon they quickly prostrated themselves on the deck of the ship in submission, knowing they could not escape from an attack from the air in a land that they did not know. As they knelt on their hands and knees they muttered various prayers and saying from different religions. Most likely the first time these sailors had ever done so in their lives. The Dragon however did not attack the ship, it did however quickly change its course from an attack line to a simple and wide orbit in a circle around the ship. Like a Hawk looking down on its prey, for minutes it said nothing, merely circling the ship and examining its crew. Several times it got close enough to the ship for the Heroes to look upon the Dragon in detail. The crew not daring to look up from their panicked and catatonic state.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/Viinturuth-1.jpg?t=1330501549)</div><br/>Finally after what seemed like an eternity of waiting and preparing themselves for what seemed to be an inevitable fight to the death with a mystical creature, it finally spoke to all of them. But it did not use language or speech that was vocal. The Dragon's voice seemed to be inside their very minds, talking to them from inside their own heads.<br/><br/>"<strong>Who are you, and why have you come to our domain?</strong>" said the Dragon, its voice full of power and strength. Sending chills of fright through all but the most able of persons.