Vinny stares up and down the abandoned stretch of sand that extends as far as he can see in each direction, a solider, dull yellow counter part to the endless sea in which they spent the beast part of today. To the north he can see a portion of land jut out into the ocean, a pattern inverted to the south as the land falls away around a bend.<br/>Finally he turns to the towards the rocky slope up which the troll retreated. The climb takes less than a minute, and the elevation reveals two things. Firstly, their decision to fight the current may have been a pointless effort, as debris from the ship litters the sand sporadically in both directions. All their efforts achieved was breaking into a natural harbour, placing themselves a good 5 minutes walk from any potentially salvageable goods.<br/>The second thing he notices is that the rocky ridge soon falls away, leading to a valley of lush grassland and on the far side a stone hut. He also sees two trolls idle wondering the valley, these specimens do not look at all starved and one of them even spots him, but pays no further attention, not feeling like exerting the effort to cover the 900ft for such a small threat when it is full.