Heading south, Vall calmly made her way down the beach, admiring the blueness of the water, the salty scent in the air, the interesting mix of trees novel to her for they were not the same as the ones of her homeland...<br/><br/>Oh yes, Vall was already loving this decision. Picking the crystal eye out of the top of her cleavage, she tapped it, frowned, moved it around a bit, then tapped it again in another spot, which is when it began to float alongside her. It wasn't the artifacts she was used to, but it was close enough she could work with it basically. Vall let it float alongside her, allowing it to track the view and her from a few steps behind her. She wasn't really heading anywhere right now, just, you know, enjoying the sights. She figured she'd wait for a full-night's rest on land before making a serious attempt at exploration, but it was nice to stretch one's length after a long series of trips by sea.<br/><br/>Later she might try and find herself a bedfellow to 'entertain' her for the evening; she had 'behaved' herself during the last legs of the journey to the island because of her adviser's continuous attention. Besides, it would make for a good show that way, and her people would surely love to see their 'Whore-Queen' living up to the name! That brought a chuckle from her as she gave a hop and a playful twirl upon the heel of her boot, before hopping back into a steady pace down the beach, idly keeping an eye out for anything interesting as she went...