[@DocRock] [@Pyromaniacwolf] [hr][h3]Chapter I[/h3]"Transmuting thirst to hunger with a thought, you realize that with your parchment quenched for the time being that food was truly a great concern. While you had not been looking for sources before, surely there would be some things to devour on this island, all while internalizing the hopes of potential rescue. Deserted as it seemed to be, food might be far more scarce than imagined, even assuming the sea's bounty was reliable at all; which in these estranged waters could very well prove challenging. Dispelling this notion, you pack up your equipment and saddle it upon the sweat tinged clothes you wear across your back."

"Venturing down, you pay keen mind to the various provisions made available by this thicker part of the island, hopeful that some of it might translate to physical arms. Stones had not been in short supply and it was not impossible to wager volcanic glass might be somewhere here, so blunt or bladed points were not impossible, neither were those purely made of wood from the palms or thick, tubular plants that might well be bamboo or a relative."