The day wears on...
No luck in determining if the land you are on is a peninsula, or an island... from the treetops, the land only rises to staggering mountains about half a mile inland...
The cove chosen for shelter fades into rock wall not scalable, so there is no telling what is around the other side of it...
The broken wood and planks have been gathered, but are only piled for windbreaks at this time... some of the cloths found are acting as overhead cover... the piles allow for individuals to have a bit of shelter and privacy at the edge of the foilage... Strands of rope were used to tie the cloths overhead... Some rope is left over for miscellaneous use...
the meal is still being prepared as the chef and cook dispute cooking time, and skill...
Not much else of use has washed ashore... to the luck of the group, EricBess does find an actual fishing pole, 3/4 of it still intact... This will aid the groups attempts to catch food...
The sun has passed overhead, and prepares to drop below the treetops... casting many shadows aorund the cove...
You all have until the dusk to determine who the wolf is, kill them, and begin your rest through the night...
The following votes have been cast or are not in yet...
Limited - turgy22
Oversoul - Limited
Mooseman - Turgy22
Turgy22 - Ransac
Ransac - Melkor
Melkor - Ransac
Darthferret - not in yet
EricBess - not in yet
Spiderman - not in yet