Enjoying some tea in my captains quarters when I hear the call of something interesting coming up on us from the north. Sighing out to myself over another perfectly good tea time wasted over maybe a few more trees. Getting up from my padded chair and grabbing all of my gear before heading out, getting top side and taking a look over what all of the fuss is. Seeing the tower and the clearing and even more fucking trees about, as landing this bird is going to be difficult indeed. Thinking this problem over before coming to the obvious solutions.<br/><br/><strong>"Helmsman, bring us about to 300 yards away from the building! Crew, set anchor to the biggest tree within our landing zone! We shall approach the mysterious building on foot while anyone of us that can fly will do so, giving us any warning of anything that may come out to greet us. Understand!"</strong>