"W-what...?" As she shook off the distortions of the teleport, Charlotte gazed in awe at the beauty of the floating nexus of islands about her, hovering suspended in the sky- She wondered whether the chain was to *hold* this island down, to prevent it from floating off...Or to link them together, in a suspended web...<br/><br/>Around her, fruit trees. A campfire- And a skeleton.<br/><br/>Warily, Charlotte approached, suddenly uneasy- Realizing that the bountiful orchard could hide *anything*. Carefully, she eased the book from the skeleton's hands, her weapon at the ready, in case it suddenly animated- She'd find out what he'd given his life to protect, *then* go through his knapsack- With all proper respect, that is...