Everything here is threatening.

[The silence is the most eerie. Save for the rain, there is no sound at all, and she is right to be cautious.

And she was right about the rain as well. There was something almost sinister about it, and it certainly weighed him down more than a downfall should.

And he was developing a beastly thirst as well, one that wouldn't long be sustained by the water they'd brought with them.]

What sort of magical origin would make entire crews disappear and leave their wrecks behind? A beast of some kind?