Hold On And Hope

The ride was really rough, but their weight is what kept the raft one side up. The waves weren't terrible, so they weren't facing anything that would crash over them and wash them overboard. But the raft was still aggressively rocky, and their only chance to not roll off was to hold on to the center of the raft and each other.

When the raft hit land, it was easy to feel the difference. Balthier too held his eyes shut most of the way. Mostly because of the blinding wind and rain but he couldn't deny how scary the experience was. The shift from the floating raft was night and day as the rain and wind almost settled, or felt like it. It was still storming pretty bad, but now that they weren't on the moving ocean, everything felt a lot simpler.

He nuzzled Shae lightly, "Are you alright?" he asked quietly, rising carefully to make sure she was okay to stand before heading out onto the beaches of the island. They needed to find shelter, maybe for the night. But the worst part was over. At least it felt that way. He felt like he and Shae had just been in nearly fatal danger, and maybe he felt a little at fault for that. The autumn brought many storms, but he and Shae were eager to go out on the raft. And if they didn't go now, they would have probably had to wait until summer next year. He felt like he could have made a better call. Even if they were both safe for now.

The air felt a little colder here than it did in Abaven, he didn't feel like they ventured that far but he wasn't certain. He squinted up at the mountains of the island, turning the Shae close to her so she could hear him alright, "We can probably find a cave up on the mountains, we should try to find a trail to travel up." He went back to the raft quickly, grabbing the sack that had some supplies that was wrapped around the pole in the center and then went to move forward inland of the island.

"Balthier"