Fireday, Abadius the 6th – Vault Day
Months of travel had passed for the brave colonists aboard the Bellrunner and Mara, just two of the ships that had carried the great expedition across the ocean. Each ship had numbered one hundred colonists and seventeen to twenty crew, packed tight aboard ships destined for an uncertain fate.
After a dozen deaths from scurvy and disease, and eight months floating out on the ocean with nothing but ocean in every direction, finally the sound everyone had been waiting for as the man in the crows nest calls out “Land! Land!”.
The Bellrunner and Mara pulled away from the floatilla of other ships and toward the south, looking for a spot to call home.
It was late into the afternoon by the time they reached the beaches, pulling in to a natural blue bay sheltered by a large island from large waves. The massive bay was surrounded by tall cliffs and lush vegetation.
The air was warm, despite being in the middle of winter it was nearly ninety degrees out. The crew dropped anchor and everyone that was able leaped into the water to swim to land. Kissing the beach and being thankful that they had made it.
Cirdan waited below decks, taking the time to put on his armor and weapons. He knew that they were their most vulnerable upon first arriving. He waited near the hold for thieves. That is when he saw his brother in law, Dillon making his way to the hold.
more to come—-