<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Vanairiel.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Vanairiel Undolithe<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Albatross -> Longboat -> the beach<br/><br/><strong>Attention:</strong>Ragnar, Jerika, OPEN<br/><br/>Vanairiel had climbed aboard the longboat and stared towards the sandy beach from her seated position. Even though she would be glad to feel earth underneath her feet, she was still keenly aware of the dangers ahead. They were going to be the first men and women in a very long time to walk these shores. The first outsiders, anyway. The ruins which were already visible in the distance were proof of a civilization. And where there is a civilization, there are people. Or at the very least, there were at one time or another. She was not naïve enough to believe that they would be getting a very warm welcome.<br/><br/>After the longboat had reached the sand and been dragged onto the beach, she had moved around a bit to stretch her limbs and get used to the feel of the wet sand underneath her boots. She then started to slowly walk up the beach, halting halfway up the slope of the dunes. The people around them were off on their own little private adventures, or so it seemed. A few of them volunteered to scout without any order from their leader. The remainder of their group did fall into place when their captain suggested heading towards the ruins. It was a logical plan, even though she could sense the potential danger. For all they knew, the ruins held more than just old artifacts and spider webs.<br/><br/>She fell in just behind their leader, to the other side of where the Mage was walking. Her stance was relaxed, but she was ready to unsheathe her blade at the first sign of trouble.<br/>