<div class="floatright">(http://res.cloudinary.com/djhppeuv1/image/upload/w_700/viewing-thebloodyshamrocks-profile-profiles-v2-gaia-online.jpg)</div>| (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191851)Uncomfortable at the prospect of so much water, the half-elf who introduces himself as Saren seems to shift between green and grey for most of the trip and can keep little but hard biscuits and water down. In his heavy plate armor, he would be hard-pressed to fight the currents should he go into the water with the ship but fortunately they reach the island without mishap. "Thank the gods," he mutters to himself as he reaches the dock and is back on dry land--or at least, a pier leading to land.<br/><br/>At the man's words he nods, and introduces himself to him. "Only one question--when do we leave?" he asks, impatience tinging his voice. Between being sick and feeling nauseous, he had felt pent up on the small ship, and had oftimes paced the deck to the bemused expression of the sailors, going through forms with his curved sword. His boredom and ill feeling had left him with a sort of nervous energy that he needed to release. He was ready to leave, to get some of that energy out, and he hoped his companions would be up to whatever task was required of them.