At the harbour of a certain peaceful bay city, a ship was getting ready to leave the docs. Wares were hauled on board, and passengers entered one by one on a small bridge. Once the clock struck midday, it set sail for its destination; the island of the Wall. It made its journey across calm waters, with the sun high in the sky creating sparkles in the waves in the ships wake. Once the ship arrived at the port, the captain's voice could be heard booming across the deck. "The Ocean Strider has arrived at the set destination! All passengers must exit the ship within one hour as we prepare for the next trip. Have a nice day!" The trail leading up to the Elvira Madigan Inn had been stomped out from the grass, wriggling its way up a slight incline. At the inn, Madigan was scratching away on his papers, ready to welcome the next batch of guests.