The Dusk Strider was sailing at a slow, cozy speed thanks to the gentle winds in its sails. At this rate it would take quite a while to reach its destination. At one point during he journey, the current lookout yells for the captain, unsure by what he spotted.<br/>"It looks like some kind of...structure afloat the sea?"<br/>Handing over the looking glass, he shrugged when asked about it and at careful inspection, indeed it seemed like something was floating atop the ocean... looked like a series of structures, wooden perhaps, as well as a few tents. There were tiny dots moving about between them, so whatever the structure was, it seemed inhabited.<br/>"Should we check it out capt'n?  Or do you want to stay on course? We hav' like eight more days until arrival, so 'tis not a significant detour. I wonder if dey are pirates or friendly folk? Your call capt'n." The first mate asked Evelynn, the half elven man speaking in a very rough common. Normally he would use elven to address her, but he was told before to use common in front of the others, as it would be impolite not to, and could suggest secrecy and deceit towards those not speaking the language.