"Ugh... that could've gone better..." Belros groaned as he lifted himself off the sand. The light of the sun was blinding and he had this massive headache. He glanced around to see that they are indeed on land, though where exactly has yet to be determined. The sand in his... well... everywhere started to bug him so he began to shake it out. Away from anyone of course. "Besides the sand all over my clothes, this pound in my head and out boat being destroyed I'm relatively fine. Well, at least I have my blades still. Be a shame to walk around defenseless." He stretched out his legs, no use sitting around waiting for someone to come find us. I guess if anyone is going to get a layout of the immediate vicinity it's going to be him. Turning to Madante he spoke.
"Hey Madante, I could scout around the area around here a bit if ya want. Give us a sense of our surroundings and whats nearby." While he did care about the others and they're current well being, it'll probably be best to find a safe location to huddle up before anyone catches a cold. Also, food and water are also a necessity.