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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mark Chance" data-source="post: 2911430" data-attributes="member: 2795">No one takes Frank up on his offer to look around outside the cave for a little while. Carefully, Frank picks his way down the slope to the desert floor. Other than dislodging a few rocks which clatter noisily downward, nothing untoward happens to Frank.On the desert floor, he looks left and right. The undulating ground stretches away to the horizon in both directions. The two opposite cliff faces - the one which holds the cave and the other across from it - run for several hundred yards in both directions, gradually decreasing in height but never quite reaching the desert itself.Looking around, Frank notices another peculiarity. Aside from the strange moon and stars and the undulating ground, the tough desert scrub in both directions grows thickest toward the cliffs, growing thinner the closer one gets to the center of the area between the cliffs. This itself isn't that unusual, of course, since there's likely to be more moisture for plants to survive closer to the rocks, but rather it is the regularity of the fade pattern. It isn't so much that the plants seem cultivated, but still there is an unnaturalness to the growth.Then movement off to Frank's right catches his eye. Cresting the horizon is - no matter how impossible the sight seems - a vessel very much resembling a Renaissance era sailing ship. It is as of yet too distant to make out many details, but one thing Frank knows for sure: There's no sea on which such a vessel can be sailing!<img src="http://www.piratesinfo.com/images/piratesinfo/illustrations/ship/GalliotVessel.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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