Bubbles rose from the murky blue depths of the ocean as a reptilian tile whipped across the water momentarily, and then flashed out of sight. From amongst the barrier reefs and the island cliffs, shadows darted swiftly here and there, with faintly glowing serpentine orbs flashing as the figures moved about in the turbulent waters. Several of these shadowy figures circled the ship's half-submerged hull, their scaled bodies glistening as light was reflected off them; an unspoken message was passed amongst the creatures, one of whom broke away from the group and dived even deeper into the depths, towards a vast twinkling city in the distance - presumably to inform his superiors that an unknown entity had come, seeking berth upon the surface-island.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, back upon the small island itself, there was a great hustle and bustle as the large ship approached. While any other port would've been alarmed by the appearance of a possible pirate vessel, these honest folk did not seem to mind, or even be afraid of the incoming ship. It was common knowledge amongst those who traversed the Eleryn that should they dare to touch land marked by the Serpent God himself, a terrible wrath would be brought upon them that no sailor would dare risk - pirate or no. Hence it was with great confidence and a lazy calm that the sailors prepared for the ship's docking into the harbour and started calling out orders to one another. A distant lighthouse built out of a ruined tower started flashing the common ship signals to indicate it was safe to dock; faint voices in the distance, unmistakably human, called out, "Oyez! Oyez! Ship doc-kiiing!"<br/><br/>There wasn't a single one of the famed water-dwelling reptilian folk in sight.<br/><br/>