What a horrible day that was.. surely they'd be rescued in a few days? Atleast Lenore was able to secure most of her things from the ship before it went down and made it on a lifeboat before that too sank by the time it made it to the shallows. Only thing she forgot in her haste were her boots.. but so far there was atleast only soft warm sand under her feet.

Finding a spot on the beach she unloaded all her stuff, sighing as she drew a hand across her moist brow before eyeing the debris filled coastline. Perhaps something could still be salvaged? There were dead bodies around but.. she imagined those didn't have anything helpful on them.. not to mention rifling through such would leave a bad taste in her mouth.


Lenore is studying the water and debris for anything interesting

The monk and cleric noticed the ships hull lying on the beach but the rest of the ship is either in pieces or lost within the sea. And the ranger spots three people, not moving covered in seaweed. One of them lost their arm, another lost their leg. Its horrible. Seveal barrels float in the sea about sixty or so feet away. Some others float, not moving. And some lay upon parts of the ship. Whatever hit the ship several times was even bigger then it! Its lucky anyone survived. Everyone else is soaked, barely making it to the shore. About 80 or so feet away is a lot of woodlands. In the sky several birds fly about watching. Waiting. But they don't look like normal birds. Just different, hard to tell.

Atleast there seemed to be a few survivors on the beach that she noticed, so that was good news. Hopefully there were plenty more elsewhere. "..The water looks calm enough.." Lenore began to herself. "Those barrels out there could still have some supplies." She had some basic familiarity with swimming, and knew how to float and keep her head above water, but had few opportunities to really practice a proper form.. nonetheless she ensured all her gear and supplies remained on the pile she dumped earlier to make her weigh as little as possible and paddles out from the beach to see how far she could get to the barrels, as long as the water remained calm with no treacherous currents.

14:06, Today: Lenore rolled 14 using 1d20+2.  Athletics (swimming).
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To her surprise, what appeared to be a mystical being that looked part water elemental joined her. Never in a million years would she have foreseen something that convenient happening in the moment. She looked taken aback by the incident, trying to maintain her a somewhat forced look of composure as she treaded water and pointed to the distant barrels. "Umm.. those. Them barrels are just.. bobbing out there.." She said tepidly.
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The two of them swim out easily enough and Lenore grabs at one of the barrels but when she does, she turns and it has a hand attached to it with a lot of blood and gore. As the two people paddle, it definatly becomes clear-the water is caked in places with blood. Bodies lie upon the surface. Some have massive chunks taken out of them. Others have smaller areas removed probably from whatever else lies within the sea. What looks like a odd crab sits on the back of a unfortunate soul. Beneath the waves something stirs. It knocks against the feet of the genasi not enough to harm him. Again it hits the feet of the elf. Back and forth. Then silence.

Upon the shore, what looks like a small floating box about the size of a foot both ways and about 4" high. Seems solid and made of a odd wood.
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"Urgh.." Lenore brushes the severed hand off the barrel, takes a hold of the wooden frame and calmly whip-kicks her legs out to gradually swish back to shore. She thinned her eyes at the bodies floating all around, surprised that so many had washed close to the island.
She startled feeling something feel at her foot! "!.." It could have been anything. A fish, or something that could prevent them from making it back. Only one way to know for sure.

"Hhhh..!" She heaved, taking a deep breath, puffing her cheeks and swung her arms and head down underwater, feet kicking at the surface to gain some depth as she did an underwater flip to get a look to try get a glimpse at what just touched her. The saltwater stung her eyes, brown tresses of hair swirling about her vision.. hopefully the sun shining through the surface let her see something.
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As the ranger dives down, he sees a reptilian creature! It looks like some sort of fish but definatly longer. It lets out a electrical blast hitting Lenore hard before swimming off!

A bit more wreckage comes from the water with bodies dangling here and there. Feet. Arms. Even a few heads roam the water and the beach. There seems to be no sign of anyone else besides the ranger and the monk. Yet. The sun beats down.

PM

Lenore widened her eyes slightly seeing a langly fish-like creature. Before she could deduce whether it was hostile or not she found herself waving her arms and legs frantically to try swim away from a glowing ball of energy before getting zapped. "Gmmbllaarrg!" She wailed out underwater in a cascade of bubbles as she lost control of herself completely for a few seconds. A black tunnel formed around her vision and a numbness enveloped her body, but just as it started it was quickly replaced by a surge of adrenaline with her senses kick-starting back up again, forcing her to claw back to the surface in a coughing sputtering fit amid heaves for breath as she grabbed the barrel and kicked like her life depended on it till the barrel hit sandy shore. From there she lay almost face first onto the beach, heaving, clearly needing time to recover.
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The waves batter against the ground tossing the ranger further up the beach. A few barrels are tossed up there as well, probably three of them and a few other objects. It batters against the hull of the ship further up the beach but the hull remains where it is-broken and battered. The odd birds above circle the area and a few dive down to the beach and began going after the fresh meat.

Something happens.

The ground begins to thud. And thud.

And even more thudding.

Hearing the ground shake startled Lenore into staggering back to her feet. To her it sounded like a giant creature was approaching. "Aurgh.." Without any time to waste to even rub the layer of wet sand clinging to her skin and clothes she began to run the opposite direction of the thudding while sparing a glance behind her to see what that was.

Slowly the thudding stops. When Lenore looks back, everything seems to be normal. No beast. Nothing at all. Not a single living soul. Maybe she's the last survivor, hard to tell. Three barrels are pushed up to the shore. A few bodies are scattered around. After a quick scan there's about six bodies, three are crew members and the others are people hitching a ride to help out. In the distance is the hull of the ship seen beforehand. A few odd bird like creatures have taken off. Its a pretty eery sight. Death has come but not for the elf.

Not yet, not yet.

Blood cakes the waterways as far as the eye can see. Lenore seems to be alone.

"Huh.. what.." Looking around she felt clearly confused. Maybe it was just an earthquake? Regardless, as she stood there just barely able to keep her footing without swaying weakly, a sense of calm seemed to descend on the scene as she heard nothing more than waves upon coast. The carnage everywhere was ghastly but she couldn't move far for the time being.

Seeking the closest palm tree, Lemore decided to slump down to rest against it in the shade and try take a rest. Her body was too jolted to strain it further and hopefully the burning electrified pain would start to fade. If it did not.. she would have to try something else.