As you all arrive, the annoyingly happy driver of the bus leads you to a small boat at the shore of a seemingly endless fresh water lake. it is late, the fog is dense, the moon is up and you set out to the water with people you've never met before. after about twenty minutes of the mans whistling of a tuneless song you all suddenly feel a wall of warmth. looking around you see the fog seems to just stop behind you and it is a cloudless moonlit night. the moon and stars shining bright and you see it. A large Island, huge really. mountains rise in the distance and large fires burn lighting up the cabins and buildings. you see a few people dancing around the fires and the two massive statues guarding the entrance to the port. one figure stands out to you all as you get closer. A silhouette standing still against the large hearth. As you get to the docks Your guide helps you all out and says " Come on now! this way to meet Miss Rose! " the five of you begin walking towards that still un-moving silhouette.

((I'd be interested in this. ))