Thanox picked up another broken jug and sighed. It appeared that most of the containers had sustained some sort of damage which may not have been surprising, but it was still disappointing. Without a container to store water in, the group would have to travel to the water source every time they wanted a drink. It may not be too much of a problem if it was nearby, but assuming that it was at least an hour walk inland then it would be too long a trip.

There was also the problem of irrigation for the future crops. Having lived in a desert for most of his life, Thanox did not know much about farming, only over hearing a few things during the trip, however even he knew that a stable source of water would be necessary to let the crops thrive. That left them with no choice, they would need some sort of container to store water in, and it didn’t look like they would find one here. Standing up, Thanox made his way back towards the exit. He was a hunter and it was time he put those skills to use. If they couldn’t find a container, they would just have to make one. An animal bladder would work just fine, or they could skin a beast and use it’s hide. It may not hold much, but it would be a start.

As he was walking out he noticed a door slightly ajar, he would have walked by, but he noticed something lying on the floor. Gripping his boomerang in one hand he cautiously made his way to the door and slowly opened it. On the floor was a body, a quick examination told him the man was dead. It made since, the Arrowhead was a large ship and clearly not everyone had been as fortunate as they were. It wouldn’t surprise him to find more bodies on the ship. This man deserved a burial, as did anyone else who died on the ship, however that would have to wait until they could all be sure that they were not going to perish as well. Thanox walked out of the room and scratched a mark into the door with his boomerang, he would return after his hunt to properly bury the crew and passengers.