Alex furrowed his brow at the intention while Falk was flattered. "Ha! Well, I haven't exactly been lucky before with the whole 'death' issue. So I wouldn't bank on it." Falk said humbly. "Actually, one might say you've been the luckiest ass around Falk!" Alex claimed. "Ya. Maybe." Falk gruffly commented. The boat continued to sail, and eventually a large island came into view. "Land ho!" Alex let out as he saw it. Eventually the boat made its way onto the docks of the island... There was a massive stone wall which was in front of the packed docks. There were all sorts of boats. Old ones, new ones, small ones and big ones. The docks were packed with people, most of which were tall and burly in their builds with blond hair as far as the eye could see. They all had massive guns on their backs as well, which seemed odd when they had swords on their hips to add to it. The air smelled of salt and sea and the day was a crisp blue. As the group stepped off their boat they were able to see the wall ahead of them, and past it to the large city that made its way across a large hill. "Ladies and gents..." alex started. "Welcome to the greatest city on the Celtic isles. Ragnarok." "Holy crap..." Falk said under his breath as he took in the sight.

"Huh...they named their greatest city after a period of apocalyptic times in Norse mythology...that's certainly a first, but beautiful nonetheless." [i]Arianna silently stared upon the citizens, their weaponry and their swords, and shuddered a little before looking back at her companions as they made their way to the city.[/i] "So we're off to negotiate with these guys, if I remember correctly...should we go ahead and get moving towards wherever their leaders may be?"