A/N: Sorry for taking so long in getting this up. Been busy typing other stories!
"Land ho!" a sailor up in the little watchtower thingy yelled out. Lark jumped up from sitting against the rail. Peering out at the sea she could just make out a faint sliver of green. The three of them would be the only ones getting off here, the boat had already stopped at several small islands and after the jungle it be going north to a larger town. There was a small village with some people living there.
She walked over to the other side of the boat to where Rosethorn and Crane were arguing fiercely.
She smiled to herself. How they'd manage to survive several months alone together in the jungle was beyond her.
"Your nothing but a old badger!" Rosethorn yelled and pushed angrily past Lark.
Crane rolled his eyes and leaned back on the ship rail then realized Lark was standing there and looked over at her.
"Um, just wanted to say the jungle is in sight," she said softly then turned to follow Rosethorn.
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As they got closer to the land Lark could make out several docks and smaller canoe like boats as well as a few thatch roof buildings. When the boat finally pulled into the harbor several small dark skinned men that looked rather primitive came up and led the people who were getting off here to the buildings. These people included Rosethorn, Crane, and Lark as well as a few others. The dark skinned men led them into one of the buildings that appeared to be a welcome center/restaurant; maybe not so primitive after all. They certainly dressed a bit primitive but although more advanced then Lark had though, not nearly as advanced as Winding Circle and Summersea.
She, Rosethorn, and Crane took a seat at one of the tables in the room/building. A server came up and asked if he could help them. He then gave a list of all the food they served. Most of it sounded very strange and none of them were really very hungry so they told him politely no.
They did go and get a map though and pondered over it for a while until finally finding a place where Rosethorn said she was sure the dreams were coming from. It was pretty near the farther edge of the jungle. There was a tribe of friendly natives living there and Rosethorn and Crane hoped to find stay with them. They decided though to not go all the way there until after Lark had left and instead just "sight-see" all week until Lark had to go back to winding circle.