Strife will reach down and begin drawing his dagger slowly as the goblin moves away... not sure if he was just insulted or not... but then think better of it slide it back into his belt, the kobolds eyes fixed on the goblin through his dark goggles, the kobold will continue to follow along behind Feng, ready to find those supplies... and occasionally moving some dirt around to see if there is anything of value hidden under the sane.

Feng, you notice Strife (the kobold) and Lady Susanne appear to have been injured in their fight with the sharks. Also at this point, you've already salvaged anything of use from the ship and taken it to your hut. Most of the supplies and tools would've been lost in the sea when the ship was wrecked.

Strife, Captain Red Skies calls out to you "Simmer down Strife, the last thing we need is to be fighting each other. If we want to see our homes again we have to work together. Mr. Seldor didn't mean anything by it." and she gives you a stern look.

"First, we need to secure shelter and food. Then we can worry about how we're going to get off of this island. If we're all in agreeance, I say we follow Feng and see what supplies he can spare." and she looks to the party, awaiting their answers.

"Agreed, we need to secure supplies 1st." Susanne says.

"I'm up for following Feng if everyone else is." In the meantime, Seldor began to consider that maybe it wasn't the wisest idea for him to openly express his distrust of Goblins directly in front of a Kobold. Real smooth move there, Seldor.

"Yes captain" Strife will reply before giving Seldor a nod. "Let's see where Feng takes us."

Feng will look toward Lady Susanne to address her question. "More of us? Are there more of us?" He asks to himself before responding. "Just us, no one else. As said... all alone... just us... long time." He pauses for a moment then continues. "If ready, we leave."

Once everyone is in agreement, Feng will lead the group off the wreckage and toward his hut. As you all get closer and closer you see the hut is made out of broken planks from the wreckage, mold and mushrooms growing on the sides. A small fire sits outside, still smoking from the previous night, a metal pot rests next to it. Off to the side, closer to the forest line you will see 2 trees with a makeshift hammock tied to it, made from the sail of the wrecked ship you were just on.

(Lol, I was just trying to RP the fact that Strife has been judged and treated like crap for being a small kobold his whole life, so seeing another small creature being judged for being a goblin.. and similar type creature, set Strife off :D As a player I think Seldor is great :D)

You all follow Feng back down the ladder and out the hole in the ship. After trudging through sand dunes and sparse grasses you see a wall of vegetation spread out before you. A small trailhead is just barely visible in the dense jungle. Feng leads you all to it and beckons you with a wave of his hand as he pushes aside a large fern and presses on. A well-worn path leads into the dense jungle. The dark foliage looms over and around you, tight along the trail. As you walk single file, the sounds of the jungle mingle with the crunching of your boots and the clinking of your gear. After roughly 15 minutes of walking, you come to a small clearing. A simple hut is built in the center next to a small stream. In front of the hut, a small but heavy looking cast-iron cook pot hangs from a tripod of lashed together sticks. As you near the hut you notice that parts of it are pieces of the ship. Two large barrels sit outside the hut with bits of sailcloth fanning out over the top of them; rain catchers.

As Feng approached the hut he smiles big, so big that it can almost be seen from behind him. "This home." He says as he runs up to the hut, he drops his club and shield and gives the wall a big hug. "We missed home." He then disappears inside as he looks for supplies. After not finding anything inside he moves back outside and goes through some crates outside, tossing random items aside. He will gather any food he has and pile it outside the hut. "This food I have."

"Oh!" Feng shouts as he disappears behind the hut. He returns shortly later with waterskins. He plops them on the ground and looks at the group. "We have lots. Each one take." He says smiling. He then glances over at the fish he has hanging then back at the group. "Hungry?" He asks curiously.

Feng piles enough foodstuffs in front of his hut to supply each of you with 5 days worth of rations and a waterskin each. 

Strife would take a waterskin and begin chugging it greedily before wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "Thanks friend, and yes... I will take some fish as well!" The kobold would say making his way to the fish and eating it whole, bones and all.

Feng snatches the fish away from Strife and gives off an angry look. "No!" He shouts at Strife before moving over to the fire. He moves some things around and lights the fire, placing the fish over the fire to cook. He sits on the opposite end of the fire and looks over at the group. "How get here?" He asks, his figure slightly obscured by the smoke.

Strife will frown as the fish is taken from his hands before casting control flames and making a black fire shark appear to circle around within the flames, periodically trying to eat the fish wile it is being cooked..

All, I'll let you roleplay and talk with Feng for a bit to see what sort of information you can learn from him.

As the fish finishes Feng pulls it out and hands it to Strife. "Here go. Done now." He says as he rips a small piece for himself. He takes a bite out of his piece and looks back up at Strife, "Where ship?" Feng asks curiously.

"Well our ship is anchored out a ways away from the island... our small boat we used to get to the island was destroyed when the sharks attacked" Strife will say was he quickly tears into the fish. "So are you completley alone on this island? Or are their others living on this island we need to avoid?" Strife will say as bits of fish fall form his mouth.

Feng will pause a moment while in thought. "Is we alone... is we? We no see no one." He mutters to himself before replying. "We alone here. We no leave here. Only go boat and here. We no go into trees." Feng gets up after replying and moves over to Strife. He beings to gently poke his arm and face. "What you? No one here since boat go blub blub."

[OOC: It is safe to assume you can hear him muttering to himself unless I state otherwise.]

Strife cause the flames at the camp fire to double in size and brightness as the black flames leap higher when poked in the face. "Woah woah, hands off buddy" The kobold would say  swatting the goblin away. "I am a kobold.... professional tunnel digger by trade and chief fire marshal about the Misty Matron" Strife would say standing up tall and looking rather proud of himself. "I was chosen for the very important mission because... umm.... well I assume because my digging skills would be needed to dig up lots of pirate treasure!" Strife will say pointing a claw in the air. "That must be it! Yeah.. That makes sense!" Strife would say walking around the camp fire which would now have lowered back down to a normal size and appearance. After a moment the brass scaled kobold would stop. "So.. so you haven't gone exploring and looking for treasure? Well... I think we need to do just that! I am working on getting my own small dragon horde started... See... I have a bag of golden teeth and stuff I took from some pirates we killed earlier.. you wanna see? So what did you do before you took a job on that golden ship over there? Did you see what happened to the captain of that boat? If you could be a dragon what kind of dragon would you be?" Strife would start rattling off questions at a rapidfire pace.

Strife and Feng, great stuff. I'll be on again in the morning to move the story along.