<strong>Location:</strong>Middle of Marukan[/b]<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any/all<br/><br/>Florivet lets loose with a gutsy "HO!" and draws the wheel hard starboard, drawing the ship the circle back to the clearing.  The sails go floof! with a wind that wasn't there just moments before, and the Foremost Gale begins parting the sea of grass to their destination.<br/><br/>The ride is short, and the greenery all around is a welcome change from the raw desolation of the Endless Desert.  There is evidence of settlements within a few miles' reach-- Samaro spotting a herd, cattle and horses, passing some distance on the way here, but nothing emerges to obstruct the path.  Before long, the group finds themselves in the midst of a small forest; the sailing is briefly rougher as small trees bow to the passage of their boat, but the clearing is found before too long.<br/><br/>Florivet calls the ship to a halt with another gutsy HO! and kicks the gangplank over the side.  "We've not much time before twilight passes," he announces.  "If you've an appreciation for solid earth, now would be the time to get your feet on it again!"