[IC]Clockwork Voyage

Moroz Drakon


Lia looked at the mechanical guy and pondered about it ("It is odd to see such a free living robot or android, I wonder what is his purpose") she thought as her left eye made a quick inspection of his body ("Not too light, but neither too strong, looks like he can move easily and is quite talkative, that is something needed in long journeys from time to time")

"Let´s say we can help each other, I have a ship, but need companions that have skills, you need a ship to be out of here, but what can you do? I need useful people" she sent the deal to the mechanical guy

Moroz Drakon

Mard seemed to grow interested in Lia's response. She does have an airship, something that can be helpful to him, but at the same time she needs something out of him.

"So a business proposition of sorts? Sounds fair, but that depends on what you need. For if you should know I can do lots of things! Do you need a musician? I know how to play a rather good fiddle! I also know a few magic tricks for entertainment purposes, but nothing to fancy." Mard replied as he looked happy, but within a split second that happy look became a more serious one. "People also say I'm a pretty good fighter in hand to hand combat. I don't know if its true or not, but I'm sure that isn't what you want now correct?"

Moroz Drakon


"Well, it is good to have something to lighten the mood around while traveling and I will judge if those combat skills are enough to save your metallic behind, but you my mechanical friend will learn new skills, from cooking to navigating, I don´t want lazy people on my ship" she said with a small smile, but her right eye showed a glint of seriousness

"So what do you say? are you up for the challenge?"

Moroz Drakon

Mard thought for a moment about her proposition, and after thinking for a quick moment he gave Lia a smile. "Sure thing. A good challenge now and then gives a new meaning to live like now tomorrow! Also metallic? Mechanical? Oh you flatter me! I'm not made out of metal silly human girl! I'm made of stone. Either way I accepted your proposition!" He said as he began to make his way up to her airship, and right up to Lia. He then outstretched his right hand for a handshake. His right hand compared to the rest of his body seemed to lack any paint, or any paint that was on his hand had faded away. In fact the paint over his left eye seemed to be missing, and there seemed to be 3 claw marks over said eye.

Moroz Drakon

Thomas noticed that Lia was talking to someone outside the ship. He walked out to see a moving, talking statue. "HOLY CRAP!" yelled Thomas, "IT'S A TALKING STATUE!" Out of all the things that Thomas knew, magic was never one of them, as he never believed in forces of thaumaturge. "Crap, you scared me there," exclaimed Thomas, "Does magic even exist!?"

Jefferson Docks, Skylands Republic

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It had been a hassle just to get to the Republic from Namishima. Safety, regulations, routine security checks and more were just a few of the issues that had plagued Troy Suchong's travels. Namishima was not as developed as other countries and did not have superior ports for travelers, so switching from a humble shack with a hot-air balloon service to a fully-fledged port with airships galore had thrown the monk for a loop. His nationality had attracted the wrong attention and stalled his travels, but after convincing the customs officers and other personnel that he was just a simple traveler and meant no trouble, his path was once again open to him.

By the next morning Troy had reached the city of Jefferson in the Skylands Republic. The trip weighed heavily on his mind and body, but not his spirit. He was overjoyed that he was able to reach the scattered sky islands to the east and appreciated that the officers and workers were very careful with who or what came across the 'border'. The sky was clear, the water below was engulfing, and the air was pleasant to his senses. Even the breeze was comforting, as were the people who shuffled about in the streets. It was a very welcoming city for someone like Troy.

The Galest monk stood outside of a coffeehouse and looked out towards the north where the dock district was. In Troy's hands was a cheap cup of green tea, something that was trivial to someone like a barista or tourist but to Troy it was a taste of home. It was different how the tea was brewed with steam machinery and churned out so quickly. Back in Namishima tea took much longer to prepare, but therein laid the novelty of it all. One could sit back and relax with a cup of tea that took much care and effort to brew. Here, however, the tea lacked that personal touch that made it memorable.

But Troy wasn't here to sample tea and contemplate on whether or not the barista was a perfectionist. He sipped the hot liquid and tipped his rice hat back to look up into the sky. An airship was coming into the docks, and where there were airships to be found, there were bound to be pilots willing to humor a monk suffering from wanderlust.

"If there's anyone who knows even a sliver of information, it would be someone who is one with the wind," Troy muttered. "Someone who knows the land they survey..."

Moroz Drakon

Lia smiled at the guy's charming mood "Well, from afar you did looked like an android, but stone is pretty impressive too" she said as they entered the ship and sealed the door only to be met with an amazed Thomas

"Thomas, this is a piece of wht you will meet in your adventures, this stone living man will be good for the morale of the ship while he and you can learn everything to have something to do" The redhead explained

"Now, would you like to introduce to us, and how can we refer to you if I may ask?" The pilot asked the stone guy

Moroz Drakon

Mard followed Lia into the ship, and almost immediately he began looking around, all the while ignoring Lia and Thomas's 'ramblings'.

"Very interesting ship. I must say I'm quite impressed. Maybe I should stick with these two for a while... Now if only it wasn't a bloody airship..." Mard thought as he seemed to get a slightly disturbed look on his face. However remembering that he was in the immediate presence of the other two in the airship. Almost instantly Mard's look went from a mildly disturbed look, to a more calm and cheery one.

"Oh yes how could I forget! You may call me Mard, for that is what I go by and what others call me! People say I'm mildly insane, but I don't think so! I prefer myself to be a open-minded person who is willing to do anything it takes to get the job done! I dabble in many different arts! Cooking, playing violin, hunting, and even magic tricks! You may call me a Jack of All Trades cause that is what I am! Now who may my fellow shipmates be? I am quite eager to know your names!"

Moroz Drakon


You may calm me Lia, and welcome to my ship Mard, but if you will excuse me, I got to make sure everything is operational because we are leaving to Ravendale" she said walking to the piloting room

Moroz Drakon

Thomas changed from a shocked look to a calmer look. "Ah, okay," replied Thomas, "I'm Thomas, nice to meet you! I'm a gun engineer that invented guns while I stayed in this island. I really didn't know that magic existed, though, so pardon the shocked look!" Deep down, when he thought at the phrase, "People say I'm mildly insane..." it kind of shocked him. Anyhow, if he were to cause trouble, it would be no big deal, as Thomas kept a set of explosive ammunition. Rocks hate ammunition. Although Mard shocked him a little, he thought about their destination. He wanted to ask about it. "Ravendale, never been there. Is it another island in the sky?" asked Thomas.