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"You have talent, good sir."
Lupus said as he had moved closer to watch. He patted the red haired man on the shoulder.
"I have den few who could do successfully perform such a task in circumstances like this."

Nakusha's eyes shot open and she held back a scream as someone messed with her leg, but she soon relaxed when she realized he was helping. She sighed a little as she closed her eyes again when he was done. She didn't feel so good, and hoped someone would carry her a while so she could rest.

Joel chuckled quietly. "Huh. Gross. But interesting." He sniffled, then frowned, and wiped away the blood that had been leaking from his nose - he looked surprised. "Huh," he said again, then wiped it on his pant leg.
He cast a wary glance back at the water, then surveyed the others. "Let's, uh, move inland, shall we? ... To get this lovely lady to shade, of course. That's... that's good for sick people, right?" It wasn't too sunny out, but, you know.

Gabe winched when Lemeg cut his palm, he watched his blood drip out and he shivered at the thought of all the dark spells people can do with blood like this but he refused to think about it any further. When Lemeg was finished he watched him work on the girl and was amazed but stayed quite. He noticed Joel wiping blood from his nose and walked over to him to check on him. He looked at him and didnt know which eye to look in and then he softly said. "um...are you uh okay? i saw you wipe some blood from your nose..."

Anton's gaze shifted down to the girl who had just slipped back into unconsciousness, or so he thought. He glanced at the other members of the group. The two brown skinned men were preoccupied talking, although he agreed with the strange eyed one's suggestion. The man with the tail was talking to the healer, and the Sereg had traversed into the thicket already. Seeing as everyone else was currently occupied, he knelt down once more and took the girl in his arms and seamlessly carried her over towards the path the tailed man had found. He turned to see the others still talking, and decided to simply go into the thicket on his own. "The girl could use a place to rest" he thought to himself as he pushed back several branches after signalling to the rest of the group to follow.

Sniffing at the air once more, the tension in the air persisted before he pushed on, moving away the shrubbery and stepping inside of the vegetation. Trees surrounded him, the dirt softer and more solid underneath his feet in comparison to the slippery rocks and the seemingly formless sand. It felt strange all around him, like some sort of presence weighing him down. It felt as if his scales were standing on edge, his eyes darting about as he scanned the area around him. Cutting away at the brush that tickled at his face, his claws slashed away the long blades of grass and plants around him as he huffed, still feeling suspicious about it all.
Rishin hoped that there would be some sort of clearing somewhere within the swaths of trees and bushes so they could set up camp. What kind of animals were here? Hopefully those that could serve as food, more or less. Were the waters really just as dangerous as they said it would be? He found it hard to believe. But if it had been the waters that threw them off of that ship in the first place, then perhaps it could be so.

"Oh, yeah." Joel touched his face again. "Fell on my face back there. Pssh. Don't worry about me." His eyes flickered to where Anton signalled them to advance, and his shoulders hiked a bit. "Sure. Let's waltz right into the thick underbrush. I'm sure there's nothing in there that could grab us. Or otherwise pose any danger." For someone so unconcerned about his bloody nose, he really didn't like that forest.

Though Rishin hadn't noticed anything odd about the water, there was certainly something odd about the clearing he'd find. Firstly, among the short trees and tall grass, the grassy clearing marked the very center of the island, like the eye of a hurricane. It allowed grey sunlight to filter through, but all that grew there was rather unhealthy-looking grass. And right in the center of the clearing was a circle of stones, large enough for an average-sized human to stand in, arranged almost as if they were placed.
Some might also notice the distinct absence of any kind of land animal. Or, none that could be seen or heard at the moment, anyway.

He pushed deeper and deeper into the flora, pushing the grass away from his face and avoiding the trees before he certainly did stumble upon a clearing where the grass seemed to grow shorter and the trees seemed to make way for some other life force or obstacle. What made him even more curious was the arrangement of stones. What was this place? he wondered to himself, eyes narrowing as he scanned the area before him. This couldn't have been natural, of course not. There was some other sentient entity here, or perhaps some sort of magic at work. Whatever it was, it kept Rishin on guard, if he wasn't already doing so.

Hesitantly, he walked closer to it, examining it warily. He would have been stupid to step right into the center without knowing what this formation was or its purpose. Just being around it made him feel uneasy, the Sereg curling his claws into his palms, hands balled up in fists with the tension that wafted about him. There were no birds in sight, no other small land creatures- nothing. The only thing he could hear was the soft crashing of the waves at the shore some distance away from him.

Anton stopped and pondered for a moment. Perhaps the brown skinned man was right. Who knows what's lurking in the thicket? Besides, he'd rather not take his chances on his own, he was always much more of a team player.

"Alright, what should our first priority be then?" He asked while scanning the coastline

Nakusha stirred, slowly waking up in the arms of the man who was carrying her. She gasped when she felt the pain that was still present with her leg, but soon calmed down as she looked up into the face of the man who held her.