"Nngh..." Darius groaned out before starting to wake up. He could feel a light headache, but beyond that he was fine. He proceeded to get into a kneeling position before looking around. What happened? he thought to himself before the last few memories returned to him. He remembered seeing the ship tear in two and him, alongside everyone else, being flung into the water. Beyond that, it was all a blur until he woke up.
"Well...at least we actually washed up on land instead of sinking to the bottom of the sea..." the shaman muttered to himself. The same could not be said of his belongings, though. All he had left are the clothes on his back, the lone tome he had on his persona and a vulnerary. He chanted a few words to himself before standing up, taking a better look at their surroundings.