"Well, they sure won't be expecting us to do anything that stupid...." grumbled the bosun, but when he turned and sarted yelling at the crew to get the sails back up and turn the ship, nobody disagreed. Instead, a feeling of optimism and invincibility seemed to pervade the crew, and the boat sprinted across the ebon sea. Kersinta and her companion stood by the mast, seeming to want to be as far from the water as humanly possible.<br/><br/>The island drew near. It didn't look like a normal island, so much as a rocky hilltop that had been abandoned by the land around it. The structure on it might have once been a palace, temple or Manse--or a prison or garrison, so badly damaged was it by the march of time and the slow corrosion of the sea and wind. Stone pillars jutted out of the water, the skeletal remains of some other structure, and they made a natural quay for ships to anchor. Two could be seen--a larger ship that looked empty, and a smaller boat tucked into its shadow. The latter was inhabited, Kisara catching sight of a figure ducking out of view as they drew closer.<br/><br/><em>"It's too quiet...."</em>muttered Balam.<br/><br/><em>"You know there ain't no such thing out here. You temptin's fate or something?"</em>demanded another sailor.<br/><br/><br/><em>OOC: Charisma check passed, with a bonus from a relevant Fact. Wisdom check passed, to notice the boat.</em><br/><br/><br/>