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Post by Xennavor on Sept 5, 2007 17:26:23 GMT 9.5
Pierce watched as the all sailors ran about aimlessly, seeming to execute some sort of important task having to do with nearing the island. The island appeared somewhat larger than he had thought. It was vast and as it creeped out of the mist surrounding it, it's unexplored and unventured terrain became visible and Pierce grew more eager than he'd ever been.
Not been able to wait any longer he walked along next to the railing, being shoved around trying to reach the entrance to the lower decks. Just as he reached it a bunch of sailors rushed out, almost knocking Pierce off his feet. He quickly rushed inside and navigated himself to his room. After a little while he finally found his room and slipped inside, rushing about, collecting bottles and cartography, cramming whatever other equipment he could into his bag. Pierce stopped for a moment and wondered where Alden had got to. Thinking he went to get ready himself, Pierce finished packing his bag and stayed in his room as it was too busy up on deck.
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Post by Treijim on Sept 8, 2007 20:26:46 GMT 9.5
After a few minutes, the busyness upstairs seemed to settle and Alden was soon in his doorway, accompanied by two armed sailors.
"Come on, Pierce!" Alden said heartily. "We need to get aboard a boat and reach the shore so we can find a place to camp before the sun disappears."
And he led them all back up and they clambered down into a little boat. It bobbed this way and that as they rowed it across the sea towards a crisp beach. Alden suddenly seemed like a different man. He wore the smile of a cheerful and prosperous man, and seemed to enjoy the sand, sun, and sea. He made very little eye contact with the others and spent most of his time admiring the island before them, where tall grey cliffs towered upwards with thick foliage at their bases. The wind was cool and gentle. It was perfect weather.
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Post by Xennavor on Sept 15, 2007 10:05:25 GMT 9.5
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