<strong>1st day of June, 241th year of 4th age. (241e4) // Morning Light // Shore south of Rashaan settlement</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Valdar suffered 5 HP worth of damage in the fight, a strike got through </div></div><br/>Valdar was the only one actually injured in the middle of the fight, though even that was not by any means a life-threatening injury. The few ragged survivors risen from the tents looked shaken up, gazing at the beach and the dead sea-demons, the shark-like men laying dead on the ground but seeming to still be a cause of fear for the sailors standing about. Half a dozen survivors, including the ship's first mate stood there, watching quietly.<br/><br/>The young woman that had ran around the tents shouting for everyone to wake up was standing there now, a somewhat petite, short haired woman with black lcoks framing a cute face, brown eyes moving amidst the people that had survived a fight against those beasts. The townsfolk of the Rashaan Settlement had fled the shore in a hurry, but she had stayed to wake folks up. The simple peasant outfit she wore included a skirt and a shirt, simple hat on her head giving her some shade from the sunlight. Grey clothes but a rosy smile, and a look of relief on her face.<br/><br/>"Thank you, strangers. Those things attack in small numbers but they can tear apart people with their jaws with such strength its frightening to watch and in the water they have little to fear. I hope you wont think of us people of Rashaan badly for it, we're all just used to fleeing the moment they do attack. Less lives are lost that way."