Oh, yes - She'd leave the goblin to sleep it off. But he seemed to be having *very* pleasant dreams...Not that she'd expect otherwise, given what she'd just done to him! When Alura emerges from the waters, a soft hiss purrs from her lips - Whatever happened here, she's come too late. The boats are ancient...How old, she can't tell. The crude shelters, too, hint at previous habitation...But where are the mortals?<br/><br/>Surely, whoever was staying here...They didn't leave, did they? Did they die of starvation, or disease...? Alura touches a slim finger to her lips...<br/><br/>"-What happened here?" she muses aloud...Surely she'd have noticed the beginnings of a civilization. Unless it was such a non-event, they didn't last for long. No, there's a mystery here - And Alura intends to figure out what it is!<br/><br/>The gorgeous dryad begins to circle the area, padding between the tent - Her lissome legs eating up the distance. She makes a low, thoughtful sound, her brow furrowing beneath her tiara...Hoping to uncover some details of this (apparent) catastrophe!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>She'll do both, in case she uncovers more that way.<br/><br/><strong>Perception Check:</strong><br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+15:<br/>13,+15<br/>Total:28<br/><br/><strong>Survival Check:</strong><br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+13:<br/>11,+13<br/>Total:24</div></div>