[@Remuri] [@spiral origin][@A5G]

Ezekiel helped the other male survivor with organizing what would be used for the fire, now the real question was what they would use to light the flame. Being a necromancer he didn’t know a lot of other schools of magic, he felt quite useless in helping them survive. But there were his cooking and sowing skills so that he could be helpful to the group in that sense. The necromancer watched as more people washed up on shore Most of them were thankfully alive, but some unfortunately did not make it. Ignoring the woman and moving towards the bodies that were being washed up. Most of them were obviously dead, he could tell from the dark aura around their bodies. But he tried his best to resuscitate the ones that did not have the maddening aura. His luck trying to revive them depend on how long they lived after the wreck. But he was also taking a mental count of how many dead bodies there were on shore, the dead would make for good servants to help with his search. 

Tending to an old man that was breathing softly, “[color=662d91][i]We are glad you return to the land of the living.[/i][/color]” Ezekiel helps the man slowly walk towards the group, “Thank you, young man, does anyone know what happened to the captain and crew? if they are still alive even?” He took a moment to cough some salt water along with some flem. While the old man was speaking to the group, the necromancer turned toward the snake woman. "[color=662d91][i]The woman is obviously manic after such a traumatic event, but we are not affected by such things.[/i][/color]" Which were true thanks to the many horrible things he has seen in his short life. "[color=662d91][i]But I am going to search for some materials to make fire, would you like to join me?[/i][/color]" Of course, he was just making an excuse so he could find the book.