Rui tapped his feet as he waited in the cockpit.
"The island has come in view," Captain Crartas as he gestured, before turning around to the crew of sailors behind him. "Alright folks, let's slow down according to protocol,"
Rui ignored the surge in the bustling of the sailors behind him. "Why slow down when the island is that close?"
"It was protocol that came into play after we realized that they cooperate better when we aren't rushing at them at top speed. They're a paranoid bunch," The captain replied.
"They already know we're here," Rui replied.
Half of the coast of Vilun Island was sharp cliffs with dangerous rock formations that protruded from below the surface. The other half was more gentle beaches that the M'etKanun Tribe resided near.
The Martial Union had no intention of infringing on the territory of one of the Martial Tribes of Vilun Island with a cruise ship, thus the only route was to scale up the cliffs that were naturally uninhabited.
