Death: The Eternal Curse, shall be set upon you, you the man of destiny
*An explosion*
*Then a sudden blackout*
*On an unknown coastline within a mysterious island*
*The Command Ship along with some ships rests at the sands*
*With everyone in them unconcious*
*Baron wakes up*
Baron: Uh..., what a bad dream..., and... a...hard landing? what the?, where the hell?...
*The others then wakes up*
Baron: urg..., everyone, wake up, on your feet
Khadgar: Where are we?
Danath: Glad we made it,
*Baron looks outside*
Baron: Looks like some other ships went lucky as well
*Baron looks the coastline, and beyond greatly covered by a dense mist*
Baron: ...
Turalyon: What is this place,
Baron: We better regroup, everyone, set up camp here, the others, get to the other ships that are here, everyone who is still alive, get them. We do not know what lies in this place, better be ready,
*3 hours later*
*The surviving Egilians rests*
*The scout team arrives*
Alleria: Commander, we found the other ships, seems they went adrift here as well
Baron: Any more?
Alleria: Not much commander, mist is covering everything, not even our eyes can see much,
Baron: This is no ordinary mist, no matter, good job, get some rest
Alleria: Thank you commander,
*Turalyon enters*
Turalyon: Commander, there are currently 4 ships that remains here,
Baron: Blast..., most of our ships are lost, out of 20..., only 4, plus 3, less than half
Turalyon: They might be still out there,
Baron: Aye, we'll be moving by dawn, make sure you all have your rest