After two hours you reach a rocky shore. Pulling the boat up as the sun rises you realize that you are on the south end of the island. In the distance you see the city still ablaze.
Someone pick a letter and roll a d6. (Im out with the kids at an amusement maze center while mom finishes sewing bridesmaid dresses for her sister)
(OOC - What next? Well...how about some kind of description? I think all we know right now is that there's a 'shore' that we're on. That doesn't give us a lot to work with. )
The island terrain is gently rolling hills covered in shrubs. It is currently a patchwork of scorched earth, craters of varying size, and random bits of untouched greenery.