[ericthered]

"And ye slept the entire journey! Tis magic then. Yer jester be quite Ernest. Ye sure he not vexed at ye?"

The man yells something in another language to some of the other men. After some conversation, They let down a boat of sorts and the speaker and two other men start moving towards him. The "oars" and less oars and more giant fan things. Everyone rotates them to be thin when not stroking the direction they need to go.

The boat arrives on the island, and Michael is invited to get in.

OCC: I'm struggling to keep the accent without going full on pirate. That's not the intent, but the words just fit right, on he is on a boat...