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In the Middle of...Somewhere

Victor

Victor roughly searches the body of the corpses. He turns and looks at the group. "This person was probably aboard the ship and washed ashore for these...things...to feast upon. The idea of an undead invested island, doesn't make me happy either, but unless you feel like taking a swim, we don't have much of a choice. We need to find shelter and fresh water. That should be our priority." Victor holds his longspear out in front of him, and begins walking inland once more.
 

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Yarra slowly joins the group as the giddiness begins to fade. "Shelter and water," he agrees, as he noisily clears his throat and mouth onto the sand at his feet.
 

Valmun shrugs, and stands, following the group as it heads inland. "I suppose that it's just as well going inland as staying here. After all, if there are more of these impertinent dead wandering about, I'm sure they'll come looking for us. So rejoice, in the sure and certain knowledge that we're screwed no matter which way we go! By the time he's fully on his feet and moving, that little grin is back on his face, as if he's privately amused by all the goings on around him.
 

Bonamius:[sblock]You're unable to determine much beyond the obvious...they were eating a person and they were most likely undead.[/sblock]

The forest that grew out of the light grass at the beach's edge was much more a thick jungle than a forest. The sun was high in the sky, showing that there was still a great deal of daylight left, but peeking into the thick collections of trees and underbrush showed that very little light actually got through the canopy.

Not only that, but there didn't seem to be any clear paths through the trees. The good thing is that there don't seem to be any animals around, which could arguably be a bad thing, also, but getting through the thick trees looks like it will be a feat of its own.

However, there are a few branches that extend outwards away from the thicker collection of trees providing some semblance of cover. Even a few of the trees look to be bent by strong winds in various directions. But it looks like any kind of shelter here will be difficult to find naturally, and moving farther inland through the trees may take a great deal of time.
 

Victor

Victor looks into the jungle, squinting trying to make out any significant details. "The jungle is really thick and there doesn't seem to be much cover. Maybe we should go down the beach and hope to find a town. Cities do seem to frequent bays and such...If not we may be able to find a seaside cave for shelter."
 

Jan looked down the treeline. It provided some needed shade against the burning sun, though the larger ones did not want to go inside it. Hesitantly, he added to the suggestion, "Along treeline? Cooler."
 

Slim looks into the jungle and along the treeline, assessing their options. After hearing Jan's proclaimation, "It would definitely be cool underneath the shade of these trees. I have a fear it might get uncomfortably hot out here the longer we are in the direct sun. Our best bet for shelter is in the jungle, but I have no clue how to get in there or where to go from there. Maybe we should look for civilization."
 

Valmun looks over the situation, and then looks back out at the beach, and the ocean beyond. "I think we'd be well advised to walk along the edge of the jungle, taking advantage of such shelter from the sun as it provides, and look for either a better way in, a source of food and shelter, or a convenient yet unlikely group of friendly natives, just waiting to share their nubile young women and local alcohol products with us."

Having said that, he suits action to words, turning right, and heading off along the edge of the jungle, keeping the beach to his right, the jungle to his left, as he walks, eyes open, that faint grin occasionally ghosting across his face.
 

Heading along the treeline, all there was to see was more of the same. Everytime it looked like there was an open space in the trees it was either just a trick of the light or a tree with a few less branches to provide a small hole into the clutter. There were no other creatures, nor any signs of them beyond a few more pieces of washed up wreckage that didn't get anywhere near the treeline.

A half hour passed. Thankfully, the overhanging trees provided shade at just the right angle so the heat, while there, wasn't overbearing. By now, the treeline had moved a bit more inland and the sea was a bit more distant. But that no longer seemed very important.

For the last few minutes, there had been an odd object jutting out of the treeline in the distance. As you approached, it became more and more obvious that it was not, in fact, just another tree. Now, a good hundred or so feet away, you could see that it was stone. Carved and worked stone. Two pillars jutting out from the ground at odd angles, with other black stones scattered across the ground. There was even a low wall of sorts, though it was not very high at all and could probably be walked over by anyone tall enough.
 

Victor

Victor wiped sweat from his eyes as he tried to make out the strange pillars in the distance. He looked at the others. "Do we approach together or send somebody to scout ahead? I can hide pretty well, but I'm very loud. At least civilization is here, hopefully it is friendly"
 

Into the Woods

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