The ominous wall of dark clouds and rain continued to push its way toward the small island dock. It was obvious to anyone that it wasn’t something you would want to get caught in. Especially when the cockpit was open to the environment. The wind picked up slightly and the waves slowly became more violent as they crashed against the rocks.<br/><br/>Abraham smiled wide and enthusiastically waved back at Lucienne. Then he hoisted a sack with “U.S. Mail” on the side, and carried a small crate under one arm. He walked down the dock and towards a small building that could have been a store front. The majority of the building was stone, but the roof was wooden. From the docks that was about as much as anyone could tell about it.<br/><br/>While the other passengers stepped outside of the plane, Tina was still unsure. She wasn’t feeling well, and thought she might lose what little was in her stomach if she did. She nodded to Celeste appreciating her words.<br/><br/>Paddy rushed out of the same storefront Abraham was heading for, nearly running into the massive man. He jogged over to a large warehouse Yelling the same thing until he reached the door. “Buddy! Where are you?” He jerked the warehouse door open and entered. His yells still audible until the door shut behind him.<br/><br/>The warehouse dominated the eastern section of the docks. It had a stone foundation, but the top half of the building was made from the same gray wood as the docks. It looked about as well kept as the docks too. To punctuate any concern anyone might have, the docks directly in front of the building had been partially reclaimed by the water.<br/><br/>Something that most might notice, was that the docks were devoid of any boats. No fishing boats, sail boats, or even a dingy was present.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Skill Checks</div><div class="spoiler_body">None needed</div></div>