[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Cevian]

Ah. So this is what the ocean felt like. It was no wonder that people built boats to cross it. Raye had only falling in for a brief moment before someone jumped in to pull her out and she felt like that was enough time to make a judgment on it.


Having been pulled out she laid down on the boat as everyone else rushed about trying to get it to shore. Her clothes were soaking wet but there wasn't much more that she could do but lay there. She didn't know boats. If she wasn't in the way here then that was good.


It didn't take long for the boat to hit shore. With everyone else hopping off it meant that Raye shouldn't just keep laying there. They'd probably think she was dead or something. Rising to her feet she hopped off the life raft onto solid land and then started shaking her body to shake the water off of her clothes. It had some success. She was still rather water logged but she was at least not as soaked. Sadly anyone near her would probably have been hit by the water.


It seemed like the most important thing people were wanting now was fire. Standing there she thought for a few moments, looking at Renata as she said she'd get kindling. ”I'll find some fire.” She said before just walking off into the forest.