<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Gori.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Gori<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dry Land<br/><br/><strong>Attention:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Gori eyed the even smaller boat but knew it was his only real option of getting off the big one. He didn't like it one bit. Looking up, however, brought his gaze to the foreign land. It certainly looked welcoming to him, in his eyes, and he was eager to see the ruin on the outcropping. He was interested in examining its craftmanship - hopefully for signs that perhaps there were other Dwarves in this land too! Climbing down into the Longboat was the only thing standing in his way. Cursing under his breath, he climbed over the railing and down into the wobbling boat. His face noticeable paled at the rocking motion as the others climbed in.<br/><br/>Once the boat got moving, however, he felt his stomach return to its normal state. Once the longboat beached, Gori nearly jumped out to get his feet on solid ground once more. He stumbled a few feet forward and sank to his knees, hands grasping clumps of sand. "Praise to the Gods, I shall never set foot on a boat again!" He murmurs, staring up at the blue sky overhead. He shortly regains his feet and grabs his pack of gear, watching the more lithe humans take off towards the trail that led up to the ruins.<br/><br/>While they stopped to debate who would scout ahead, Gori's sturdy legs swiftly took him past them as he started up the incline. "Talk about paranoid..." He mutters under his breath, more then eager to get to their encampment so he could start exploring the ruins.