You awake to the smell of salt and the soft lapping of waves.
It is a far cry from the last things you remember, the chaos of the ship and the ozone of nearby lightning. A massive storm brewing around your vessel as it careened throught he seas.
The harsh sound of shattering wood beneath had been your last warning before a large shape, almost like a demonic sea-turtle, had arched through the ship to raise its head in a roar from the deck.
Its movement had broken the ship apart in a way disturbingly like a wet dog shaking itself dry.
You remember the cold water and images of destruction visible int he flashes of lightning.
And then there was nothing as the waves rose against you.
Now it is calm, the song of tropical birds in the distance and the bright white sand of the beach are enough with sparkling clear water that extends.
Against the hroizon, there is a small island with three massive spires of stone that look disturbingly like humanoid skulls faceing towards the small island between them.
Deeper inland from the beach lies a dense jungle full of greens and brightly colored flowers.
You see pieces of wreckage strewn across the beach, luckily including your things, as well as others coming to at the same time you are.
The few clouds in the sky are not promising rain, but you wonder just where you are.
It is a far cry from the last things you remember, the chaos of the ship and the ozone of nearby lightning. A massive storm brewing around your vessel as it careened throught he seas.
The harsh sound of shattering wood beneath had been your last warning before a large shape, almost like a demonic sea-turtle, had arched through the ship to raise its head in a roar from the deck.
Its movement had broken the ship apart in a way disturbingly like a wet dog shaking itself dry.
You remember the cold water and images of destruction visible int he flashes of lightning.
And then there was nothing as the waves rose against you.
Now it is calm, the song of tropical birds in the distance and the bright white sand of the beach are enough with sparkling clear water that extends.
Against the hroizon, there is a small island with three massive spires of stone that look disturbingly like humanoid skulls faceing towards the small island between them.
Deeper inland from the beach lies a dense jungle full of greens and brightly colored flowers.
You see pieces of wreckage strewn across the beach, luckily including your things, as well as others coming to at the same time you are.
The few clouds in the sky are not promising rain, but you wonder just where you are.