The waves hit the beach again and she felt pain on her ribs as the saltwater drenched her wounds and she shivers in pain.
She is breathing hard and as she slowly opens her eyes, her hair wet and her fingers are bloodied she noticed that she is still holding on to the plank.
The waves strike the beach again and hit her body as she was brought forward to the sandy area. She musters her strength and slowly get up as she crawls to the dry sand.
On top of her the sun slowly shows its face. She saw someone else in the distance. It is the cartographer.
She looks around her and she spotted a few items that drifted to the shore after the wreck. She walks while holding her stomach and rummage through one of the knapsack she saw.
She smiles a bit as she saw a potion bottle.
She took it and drink it as the color came back to her face. Feeling a little more refreshed she took the knapsack and went to the cartographer and make him drink it.