Raven plants her arm firmly on Stulgar's shoulder. "Nice job tracking." she says, very impressed. She then stands still, watching. Is there any sign of life? Sign of struggle? Does there appear to be any path to the ship on solid ground?
"Perhaps we should circle the ship before approaching." Raven suggests. "It would be nice not to get sunk in quicksand. And if someone left the ship after it wrecked, we might find a trail."