Vaynce sat atop the ship's railing, hidden eyes narrowed from beneath his hood. The mysterious man's young, yet hardened and tattooed-face was indistinctive; the slightly pointed ears and slitted pupils would suggest someone from another species, but his teeth were straight and human-like, and his actual face wasn't warped. After a second of staring down into the ocean, he stood, ignoring the large wolf and man behind him. Tensing his legs, the Hunter blasted from the railing, clearing a far distance before he easily dived down into the ocean, much like an eagle. Swiftly, he began swimming towards land.

Jasper watched in awe and a large amount of confusion as one by one the "manly" members of the expedition hurled themselves into the ocean. "These men are more land sick than I thought." Jasper told his cat know pasted out asleep at Jaspers feet.
"For dinner I feel all would benefit from something simple, something easy to digest." Monty meowed under his feet. "No, too much salt, to plain." He stated half to himself half to his cat. Then he spied the gypsy girl talking to the mercenary.
"Was she onboard the whole time? I can't remember seeing her below deck." He whispered conspiring to Monty. He remembered the emperor's opinion on those who wander. "I have a few questions for her." He confided in his cat.

The sellsword simply wandered off elsewhere, causing speculation, yet was shrugged off in the end. Jeina sauntered over to the railing of the ship, her eyes squinting lightly as she watched men go overboard to swim over.

"Hm." She raised a brow in curiosity, and glanced over her shoulder to inspect the other's actions. The young gypsy caught the eyes of the Chef and his cat, causing her to turn her head back and tug on her hood so that the cloth drooped over her forehead. She had remembered how on Corsca knew of her existence. She had wondered why no one else had picked her out from the crowd? Jeina cleared her throat and began walking away from her current position as an attempt to flee.

Ragnar looked back. noticing people were swimming after him. Ragnar walked over to a nice big palm tree and sat under it, his axe lying down on his lap ready for Ragnar to slice whatever he needs into little tiny timbits. what is a timbit anyways? Ragnar watched the people swimming. he yelled

Hurry up ya Lazy Potatos! attempting to motivate them to move faster he yelled SHARK! hoping they would swim like crazy towards the beach. making Ragnars day faster

After half an hour of tugging along the ship finally pulled into the secluded beach. Rangnar was resting in the sand shouting insults at the crew, while the others who had chosen to swim were drying off.

It would take time for the crew to unload the boat and for the captain to give orders so Jasper set about making dinner.

Noticing a tree near the bay burdened with heavy melon sized fruit, Jasper boldly plucked the rich purple fruit. Holding the heavy bulb to Monty's nose he asked, "What do you think sweet enough to eat?" The cat purred his agreement and rubbed against the fruit.

Jasper had been told since childhood never to eat strange things he had found. "Never really learned that lesson" He thought cutting through the thick shell with his cleaver. An almost overpowering sweet smell hit his nose at juices flowing from the cut. Jasper took a bite of the ripened fruits flesh.

"Nope, much to sweet for our master, and not enough resistance for a melon. Though I see a soon favorite among the crew." He reported to his cat. "Don't be discouraged Monty! I never expected the first thing we sunk our teeth into would be the answer to our quest! Now let's get dinner going shall we?" He told the now bored cat as he set about starting a cooking fire.

Lex motioned to Henry to follow him up as he and Umbra started heading topside, his massive Dire wolf would make people nervous as she always did, but that mattered little to him, He and her together...Were the best damn hunters the world over. As they walked together, Lex ran his fingers through her warm and soft fur, "Shes a terrifying beast yes...But you'll find no better a friend here or anywhere." with that they came up from the bowels of the ship and on deck, Umbra sniffed the air as she looked out at the island, Lex started walking to the edge of the boat, "Henry...You can take the boat if you wish...Umbra and I are going to swim I think..."

Henry sighed, yet another man to abandon him? Nodding as to show he understood, Henry left the haul and found a small dinghy. Using both hands strategically, the large man pulled himself down, plopping his boat balanced into the clearer sea water. In the crystalline aquatic biome, Henry watches in awe as unique fish and paxillosida scuttle through as much as he could see. Carefully he rowed his small and unstable craft to shore. Henry had yet to learn how to swim well, his attempts where mainly thrashing in a clear hope manifest destiny of forward. That wasn't his idea of swimming, and so he decided it better to stay in his boat, even as he met shore, he kept dragging until into the foliage. Here he began to unpack. The grasses here where untamed and unbalanced, and he knew now there was no domesticated cattle or herded cash animals around. He was glad, perhaps he wouldn't have to clean up after the animals like he did in his home, save for the giant wolf he had met. Loading a crossbow and hunting musket, as well as preparing nets and snares, Henry prepared to dispatch such across his 'team' of other adventurers.

About time ya slow pokes arrived, another half hour and I would've died of old age! He gotten off of the Palm tree and insulted the nearest person @Cuddle Pot He also noticed that everyone was eating already, and Ragnar was already pretty hungry,

He looked at the person who had a Cat. You. what other food do you have? @Cuddle Pot He told the person. their was no way Ragnar was going to eat fruit without meat. for his entire life he had been eating meat, He ate meat with everything.

Steak, Hamburger, SteakSalad. Fruit with steak. You name it, if it had meat in it he ate it, but their was no way he was going to eat a fruit without a single Morsel of meat

Jasper looked up from the fire pit he was making to see one of the largest man he had ever seen shouting at him. "Friend! A single fruit after such a long trip! After the turbulent seas, you expect I would cheat your valor with such a measly reward!" Jasper told the man clearly aghast at the very thought.

"No, my friend you and none of this fine crew will suffer from such trivial fair. Not while Jasper is your chef!" Shouted the man for all to hear.

"Hungry friend fetch me my cooking pot and you will have a meal!" The chef told Ragnar with a confident smile on his face.

@Cuddle Pot woah woah woah. did he just say, a fruit. and no meat. A FRUIT. WITHOUT MEAT Ragnar nearly cringed at the thought of it. but Ragnar was way too tough to cringe,

With a worried voice Ragnar asked the person Do you have anything besides fruit?, Like meat?.

"bread" Henry replied calmly to the large man, still dishing out the necessitates they would need. He carried a large backpack on him, it stapled to his frame like a chain. His look to the others was that of something with less then joy, no doubt he wasn't looking forward to walking across this new world with these people. Why was ragnar even here? The old coot most likely didn't know how to aim a rifle and we had a hunter as it is. Perhaps they wanted some to be lazy so that everyone could work harder in showing him how it's done. Regardless, Henry knew he was stuck with them, so, tossing a piece of bread in the sand for the savage, he moved out into the depths of the tepid biome. If the real hunters wouldn't work, perhaps the amateur should rise to the occasion.

Once Henry had taken off, Lex and Umbra had gone overboard and started swimming in the cool ocean, The sea soothed the two of them after having been shut in...away from the trees that the two of them called their home. Before long they washed ashore and without saying a single word to anyone else, took off into the trees together like wild beasts drawn by the simple call of natures grasp. They then hunted for hours gathering much fresh game to bring back with them to camp, "Can't be having these nobles starving eh Umbra?" Umbra gave a low growl in response, "I don't like this much either girl...but we got pardoned for poaching for coming..." After a few minutes the two of them burst into camp with fresh game hanging on thread hung to the two of them, at least six rabbits, two large pheasant type birds, and being carried in Umbra's massive maw, an entire boar, "Who's bitching about meat?" Lex of course would simply start laughing as he approached the old man who understood what it was to be a carnivore.

Captian Calder had stayed with the ship until she was docked safely and the men could get started unloading the gear equipment, After that however he had left the ship and began walking down the beach looking over the land they had found in a desperate but feeble attempt to name this new land. He had no desire to have it named after him, what point would there ever be in immortalizing himself? The thought struck him as odd, why would someone be out to be remembered? doesn't a peaceful life with good memories mean something more? The captain shook these thoughts out of his head and walked into the camp full of his specialists, each needed to make this new country work. He simply smiled and leaned against a crate to watch everyone getting along.

@manapool1 As soon as the bread hit the sand it was ruined. their was no way in hell Ragnar would eat the bread or anyone else would. He turned around to face a Milk Drinker Uselessly throwing a piece of bread in the sand and replying "Bread" As if he expected Ragnar to eat it like a Animal.

Another Whippersnapper. Ragnar wanted to Grab the kid and throw him back into His little Preschool and forget about him.

Must. Resist. Urge. To. Kill. Whipper. Snapper Ragnar calmed himself down. Spotting a Big tough Whippersnapper and his little Pet dog. More whippersnappers. At least the person made himself useful and gotten some meat. and didn't bother to cook it.

Ragnar clapped his hands at the first whippersnappers incompetence. Good Job. You wasted a perfectly good piece of bread. He told him passive aggressively, And told the other guy Yes I'm bitching about meat. Very funny he told him.

While the old man rambled and the other man returned, Henry walked on to do the job the were actually sent to do. He needed to map out the area, and with a notepad and charcoal, he would drawl crude pictures, seeing as some in his position would understand the way to write. He thought these two were supposed to be useful, but all they had done was kill a creature sacred to him, and moan about food that he could have gone and gotten himself. As he marked the nearest river, water whole and the best place to set up base, Henry notice he should have been complaining himself. He was not ready to eat a boar, and that bread was probably stolen by an animal by now, so he'd have to test his old skills. Withdrawing a harpoon like spear, the tip curving to an additional crow's beak and it's shaft connected to a rope, he tied it to a tree near the water whole and waited. The spear remained motionless, staying equal to his head, only to suddenly jut from his hands into the water and be withdrawn back. a large, yet flat fish was caught and plopped into a net he held in his other hand. He did this a few more times, catching a catfish, a sort of gar and a snake head. Clubbing them silent with the back of his spear, henry seemed emotionless as he dragged the bloody net back to the shore, tossing it to the old man. "Fish, meat" He smirked with the final words.

Jasper smacked his head as the warrior continued to rant on about his need for flesh. "You ummm... misunderstood my speech there my friend!" Jasper said with a weak smile. "I was saying that I would never under feed my charges, never! You will have something of an animal persuasion, but... I need time to cook said meal."
Jasper then looked about at all the men contributing to there growing bounty of food. Jasper then whispered, to Monty now asleep in the unlit fire pit, "I doubt anyone has the stomach for game just climbing of the boat, but I believe stewed fish and half a sweet melon (the name he had given the strange fruit) should hold nicely."
Turning back to the giant of a man Jasper said. "My friend would you be so kind as to help me gut and clean these kills our companions are amassing? Unless of course the captain requires your skills?"

The captain turned his brow to the woods and gave a long sigh as his crew acted like a bunch of children discovering something new. When Jasper asked if the captain required anything of Ragnar, Calder spoke up, "He wants to gut them fish...After all hes getting old don't want him getting hurt." The captain winked at Ragnar who had been his friend long before they had all been roped into the settling operation.

Lex lay down all the meat and he and Umbra sat next to the fire, it mattered little how others felt about his Dire wolf...She was his friend...His only true friend and he wouldn't have come unless she had been with him. When the captain spoke Lex simply smirked and lay back against Umbra like a giant fluffy pillow.

The captain turned his brow to the woods and gave a long sigh as his crew acted like a bunch of children discovering something new. When Jasper asked if the captain required anything of Ragnar, Calder spoke up, "He wants to gut them fish...After all hes getting old don't want him getting hurt." The captain winked at Ragnar who had been his friend long before they had all been roped into the settling operation.

Lex lay down all the meat and he and Umbra sat next to the fire, it mattered little how others felt about his Dire wolf...She was his friend...His only true friend and he wouldn't have come unless she had been with him. When the captain spoke Lex simply smirked and lay back against Umbra like a giant fluffy pillow.

Henry thumped his feet hard on the sand as he marched to the captain pointing to the forest. "it's safe" He muttered despite having a hard time beginning the sentence. He smiles pointing to the cook with meat. "I helped" He exclaimed in a happy tone before looking around. He needed to keep working....Always working. Even with his breath heavy and frail he moved on, it was his job to work and it was all he knew. Rushing to help unload the boat, Henry felt relieved, this was one of the last time would have to do this. It was a relief to be able to have to actually settle, get a good nights sleep and stay away from barrels. Of course, farm work wasn't much better, but he felt much safer doing so rather than working on a boat or settling land.

The Fish spooked Ragnar, and air-bitch-slapped him, and that was the final tip to a fury of anger, Ragnor almost immediately if on cue slashed the poor fish in two, gutting the poor fish and sending it falling onto some poor guys dinner plate, and with rage Ragnar walked off into the wilderness You know what?, while all of you useless Milk-Drinkers screw around with your "Fruits" and "Bread" I'm off to go hunting some actual real food.

Ragnar walked off to the jungle of the island, hoping to eat something fit for a fighter like him. he was stuck on a boat for days and his first meal was going to be something thats actually eatable