Airspace
"Target sighted, captain!"
"Bearings?"
"South, around 30... no, 35 degrees, to the East."
"How does it look like?"
"I see nobody on, but the ship looks fine. Must be a transport ship for middle-class people. Doesn't look particularly like a warship from a military."
"Prepare the cannons, then. We're on a raid."
Behind Lia's ship emerged two zeppelin ships, about half a mile away. The fabric used for the zeppelin was black and patched. The figurehead of a gargoyle, mouth stretched open to breathe sulfur and brimstone, proudly perched at the front of the ships. A white-paint drawing of a jolly roger was splattered over the two ships' hulls. On deck stood menacing men wearing rag, their goggles on, their weapons: cutlasses, muskets, and rifles, armed and readied. The gun ports were open, and from that protruded the barrel of copper-plate cannons that fired bullet-shaped cannonballs.
Airship pirates.
"FIRE!" Their captain shouted, and the cannons began doing their work, launching cannonballs toward Lia's ship while gaining speed to ram their target. The ships were built for speed, with sleek, iron-tipped hull and flexible rudder. They were getting close, closing the distance between the two ships slowly but surely.
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07/16/2014, 03:58 AM #72
Airspace
Rii was just about to finish off his work, until he heard a loud bang. "Crap," Rii thought, "Pirates!" Knowing that the others might probably know as the hit resonated through the entire ship, Rii quickly took his ammunition clips and ran towards the windows to locate the ships. Finding them in the back, he attempted to find an open window to be able to open fire on the ships. He couldn't find one, so taking a risk, he climbed the ladder leading up to the roof of the ship. He found a hatch, and opened it. The wind was fairly strong. He took out his rifle and aimed for the captain, in attempt to take him down. However, the moment he shot, the wind slightly broke his aim, making him shoot one of the pirates instead.
Rii was just about to finish off his work, until he heard a loud bang. "Crap," Rii thought, "Pirates!" Knowing that the others might probably know as the hit resonated through the entire ship, Rii quickly took his ammunition clips and ran towards the windows to locate the ships. Finding them in the back, he attempted to find an open window to be able to open fire on the ships. He couldn't find one, so taking a risk, he climbed the ladder leading up to the roof of the ship. He found a hatch, and opened it. The wind was fairly strong. He took out his rifle and aimed for the captain, in attempt to take him down. However, the moment he shot, the wind slightly broke his aim, making him shoot one of the pirates instead.
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tfw someone tries to shitpost
"Do not fear duress of any kind, even if determined or even pure;
rather, fear the clout of the glaring mantle at your side, ready to conserve."
rather, fear the clout of the glaring mantle at your side, ready to conserve."
07/16/2014, 04:30 AM #73
Oceanside, Ravendale
Gale stepped outside to catch a whiff of the fresh(ish) sea water. He leaned on the wall of the hotel he was staying at. He took a deep breath, taking in the scent. He tipped his tricorn over his eyes. Even though it was severely outdated as a fashion and served no purpose, he liked to wear it around. He wore his casual attire, which consisted of a white tunic, black pants and a red coat hanging loosely on his shoulders. The only times he puts his arms in the coat is when he's stating authority.
"... Know what?" Gale said. "We'll just not go out today. Take a small break."
He began walking to his ship harbored nearby. He climbed up the ship and saw his men scrambling, preparing to take off. He sighed and climbed to the quarter deck. He looked down on the men with crossed arms, preparing for an announcement. He cleared his throat.
"MEN!" He yelled out.
The entire crew dropped everything. They all saluted and answered "HOY, SIR!"
"Listen up... Stop what you're doing- oh yea, at ease, men." All of the men put their hands down and Gale continued. "Alright. Stop everything you're doing because... We're staying here for the night!" He announced with a smile. No one responded. He raised an eyebrow. "Bloody hell, I said at ease! Celebrate, we're taking a break on land!"
At that, the crew began cheering and whistling. Captain Winters raised his hand to calm the crew.
"Now then, first thing's first, get ready to sail tomorrow night. Otherwise, unwind a bit. Take your share and go spend it on whatever your heart desires. No stealing other people's share. If I catch wind that someone stole someone's share, well, they won't be expecting another payment until the end of the month, which is a ways to go. Don't go killing. We're trying to relax, don't alert people of our status as pirates. This is Oceanside! Gamble if you want! Go to a fancy restaurant! If you need to borrow a portion of someone's share, ask 'em. If they say no, deal with it. I won't stop you from asking others, but hey, it's your reputation. If you want to go to another hotel, feel free to. Actually, I encourage it. It may be a little suspicious that a bunch of men go to one hotel. We'd be at a bigger risk of getting caught. And finally, if push comes to shove, listen for the call. If you hear it, drop everything you're doing and head over immediately. If you leave something, deal with it. Rather to leave something replaceable than risk your own freedom. AM I CLEAR!?"
"HOY, SIR!"
"Good! Now then... GET OUT THERE!"
The ship was immediately deserted within the span of three seconds. Gale jumped off the quarter deck and pulled up a nearby chair. He sat near the entrance and pulled up the board used to walk in to the ship. He sat back, took out a bottle of rum he's been saving in his coat and began drinking up. He served to watch the ship for anyone who wanted to steal from the seemingly empty ship.
Gale stepped outside to catch a whiff of the fresh(ish) sea water. He leaned on the wall of the hotel he was staying at. He took a deep breath, taking in the scent. He tipped his tricorn over his eyes. Even though it was severely outdated as a fashion and served no purpose, he liked to wear it around. He wore his casual attire, which consisted of a white tunic, black pants and a red coat hanging loosely on his shoulders. The only times he puts his arms in the coat is when he's stating authority.
"... Know what?" Gale said. "We'll just not go out today. Take a small break."
He began walking to his ship harbored nearby. He climbed up the ship and saw his men scrambling, preparing to take off. He sighed and climbed to the quarter deck. He looked down on the men with crossed arms, preparing for an announcement. He cleared his throat.
"MEN!" He yelled out.
The entire crew dropped everything. They all saluted and answered "HOY, SIR!"
"Listen up... Stop what you're doing- oh yea, at ease, men." All of the men put their hands down and Gale continued. "Alright. Stop everything you're doing because... We're staying here for the night!" He announced with a smile. No one responded. He raised an eyebrow. "Bloody hell, I said at ease! Celebrate, we're taking a break on land!"
At that, the crew began cheering and whistling. Captain Winters raised his hand to calm the crew.
"Now then, first thing's first, get ready to sail tomorrow night. Otherwise, unwind a bit. Take your share and go spend it on whatever your heart desires. No stealing other people's share. If I catch wind that someone stole someone's share, well, they won't be expecting another payment until the end of the month, which is a ways to go. Don't go killing. We're trying to relax, don't alert people of our status as pirates. This is Oceanside! Gamble if you want! Go to a fancy restaurant! If you need to borrow a portion of someone's share, ask 'em. If they say no, deal with it. I won't stop you from asking others, but hey, it's your reputation. If you want to go to another hotel, feel free to. Actually, I encourage it. It may be a little suspicious that a bunch of men go to one hotel. We'd be at a bigger risk of getting caught. And finally, if push comes to shove, listen for the call. If you hear it, drop everything you're doing and head over immediately. If you leave something, deal with it. Rather to leave something replaceable than risk your own freedom. AM I CLEAR!?"
"HOY, SIR!"
"Good! Now then... GET OUT THERE!"
The ship was immediately deserted within the span of three seconds. Gale jumped off the quarter deck and pulled up a nearby chair. He sat near the entrance and pulled up the board used to walk in to the ship. He sat back, took out a bottle of rum he's been saving in his coat and began drinking up. He served to watch the ship for anyone who wanted to steal from the seemingly empty ship.
07/16/2014, 05:14 PM #74
Airspace
Mard was inside the cargo bay when he felt the ship shake after hearing the sound of cannons being fired. At this unexpected turn of events he stood up. "Oh my are pirates attacking? Well this is definitely unexpected. Should I go and check on my new acquaintances? It would surely be bad if something happened to them so soon... then again we are high up in the skies..." Mard said as he began weighing the options of whether he should go out and see what is happening, or stay in here where it is safe. If he goes outside he risks putting himself in immediate danger of the pirates attacking the ship, and even falling off the ship. However if he stays in here and refuses to help then his new comrades could potentially get killed and the ship will go crashing into the ocean... or worse, he gets captured by pirates and is sold for a high price to some shallow rich man.
Both options made Mard shudder in fear, but not he figured that the best course of action is to see what is really happening outside. "I swear if I go out there and there are bloody pirates on this ship, then call me a Monkey's Uncle..." He muttered angrily to himself as he left the cargo bay.
Mard was inside the cargo bay when he felt the ship shake after hearing the sound of cannons being fired. At this unexpected turn of events he stood up. "Oh my are pirates attacking? Well this is definitely unexpected. Should I go and check on my new acquaintances? It would surely be bad if something happened to them so soon... then again we are high up in the skies..." Mard said as he began weighing the options of whether he should go out and see what is happening, or stay in here where it is safe. If he goes outside he risks putting himself in immediate danger of the pirates attacking the ship, and even falling off the ship. However if he stays in here and refuses to help then his new comrades could potentially get killed and the ship will go crashing into the ocean... or worse, he gets captured by pirates and is sold for a high price to some shallow rich man.
Both options made Mard shudder in fear, but not he figured that the best course of action is to see what is really happening outside. "I swear if I go out there and there are bloody pirates on this ship, then call me a Monkey's Uncle..." He muttered angrily to himself as he left the cargo bay.
07/16/2014, 05:28 PM #75
Airspace
Walking calmly towards the piloting room, Lia looked at Thomas who was on the upper level of the ship "Tell me when you get the captain, but for the moment focus on the gunners, also strap yourself, there is a security belt close to the hatch" she said like if they were walking through a park.
Then the redhead got on her seat and strapped herself grabbing on the main controls "This is your pilot speaking, we have two pirate ships coming towards us and are trying to either take us down or capture us, please get ready to counter attack" she said through her microphone and then said more seriously "Thomas, Mard, I hope you are safely strapped, we are going for speed and attack" she spoke making a quick maneuver.
The ship made a quick turn to its right and headed between both pirate airships. Two turrets appeared on the right and left upper parts of the ship and started firing to the zeppelins.
Walking calmly towards the piloting room, Lia looked at Thomas who was on the upper level of the ship "Tell me when you get the captain, but for the moment focus on the gunners, also strap yourself, there is a security belt close to the hatch" she said like if they were walking through a park.
Then the redhead got on her seat and strapped herself grabbing on the main controls "This is your pilot speaking, we have two pirate ships coming towards us and are trying to either take us down or capture us, please get ready to counter attack" she said through her microphone and then said more seriously "Thomas, Mard, I hope you are safely strapped, we are going for speed and attack" she spoke making a quick maneuver.
The ship made a quick turn to its right and headed between both pirate airships. Two turrets appeared on the right and left upper parts of the ship and started firing to the zeppelins.
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
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07/17/2014, 02:19 AM #76
Oceanside, Ravendale
After traveling for a bit, Kathryn eventually reached the city. She hadn't really brought anything special along from the ship, just a dagger, some coins a spare set of clothes just in case, and a clock she had found on the ship. As Kathryn gazed over the entrance to the city, she saw the guards keeping an eye at who left and entered the city. While there wasn't any danger that they wouldn't let her in, other than her being a bit young, but in Kathryn's mind, there was never anything as too careful, so after waiting for a couple of minutes she found a pair of people that she could sneak into the city with. Once that was over, most of the danger was over, as long as she was careful that it. The next thing Kathryn did was to just wander around the town looking for anything interesting there might be.
In truth, Kathryn had actually anticipated the other cities to be much bigger than this. While they were big, due to her growing up so close to so many ruins, she always imagined a real thriving city to be much bigger, which she found, it was not. IT didn't mean that there wasn't anything interesting in the city, so far there had been numerous of interesting stalls and stores, it just meant that she had expected even more. There was one thing that especially caught her eye tough when she was walking down the docks. Just there in the middle of all the other ships were a rather big ship with someone guarding it. First rules of thieves, if it's guarded, it's valuable. Kathryn knew that she had to check this out, thus she thought of a way to get on the ship without being notices by the guard. If Kathryn was lucky, she would maybe even find a few very interesting things on the ship.
After traveling for a bit, Kathryn eventually reached the city. She hadn't really brought anything special along from the ship, just a dagger, some coins a spare set of clothes just in case, and a clock she had found on the ship. As Kathryn gazed over the entrance to the city, she saw the guards keeping an eye at who left and entered the city. While there wasn't any danger that they wouldn't let her in, other than her being a bit young, but in Kathryn's mind, there was never anything as too careful, so after waiting for a couple of minutes she found a pair of people that she could sneak into the city with. Once that was over, most of the danger was over, as long as she was careful that it. The next thing Kathryn did was to just wander around the town looking for anything interesting there might be.
In truth, Kathryn had actually anticipated the other cities to be much bigger than this. While they were big, due to her growing up so close to so many ruins, she always imagined a real thriving city to be much bigger, which she found, it was not. IT didn't mean that there wasn't anything interesting in the city, so far there had been numerous of interesting stalls and stores, it just meant that she had expected even more. There was one thing that especially caught her eye tough when she was walking down the docks. Just there in the middle of all the other ships were a rather big ship with someone guarding it. First rules of thieves, if it's guarded, it's valuable. Kathryn knew that she had to check this out, thus she thought of a way to get on the ship without being notices by the guard. If Kathryn was lucky, she would maybe even find a few very interesting things on the ship.
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Molded in the dark. Never Forget, Keep Fighting. |
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Don't Forget.
Always, somewhere,
someone is fighting for you.
As long as you remember her,
you are not alone.
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07/17/2014, 04:09 AM #77
Airspace
"Got it," Thomas stated as he quickly strapped on the security belt. The ship took a sharp turn, and was headed for the pirates. Thomas quickly reloaded the shot in his rifle, and then put the rifle scope on his eye. Just as one of the cannon-operating pirates loaded the cannon, Thomas quickly aimed at the pirate. He fired a bullet which quickly took out the pirate in a flash. Thomas then once again reloaded, and aimed for the next pirate. Quickly, the pirate is taken out. Thomas was just about to fire another shot at the gunners, but, caught off guard, his left arm was shot. "Argh!" Thomas yelled. It started to bleed, but instead of backing away, he threw his rifle down the hatch, and took out his secondary pistol. The wind was starting to blow even harder. Knowing that the turrets are going to activate soon, Thomas fired 4 flaming shots at the pirate ships' hulls, and he slid down the ladder. At that exact moment, the shots exploded, leaving holes in the pirate ships. Knowing that he had to get back to the field, he took out his rifle and proceeded to continue fire on the pirate ship. On that point, Thomas knew that exploring is not going to be easy.
"Got it," Thomas stated as he quickly strapped on the security belt. The ship took a sharp turn, and was headed for the pirates. Thomas quickly reloaded the shot in his rifle, and then put the rifle scope on his eye. Just as one of the cannon-operating pirates loaded the cannon, Thomas quickly aimed at the pirate. He fired a bullet which quickly took out the pirate in a flash. Thomas then once again reloaded, and aimed for the next pirate. Quickly, the pirate is taken out. Thomas was just about to fire another shot at the gunners, but, caught off guard, his left arm was shot. "Argh!" Thomas yelled. It started to bleed, but instead of backing away, he threw his rifle down the hatch, and took out his secondary pistol. The wind was starting to blow even harder. Knowing that the turrets are going to activate soon, Thomas fired 4 flaming shots at the pirate ships' hulls, and he slid down the ladder. At that exact moment, the shots exploded, leaving holes in the pirate ships. Knowing that he had to get back to the field, he took out his rifle and proceeded to continue fire on the pirate ship. On that point, Thomas knew that exploring is not going to be easy.
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tfw someone tries to shitpost
"Do not fear duress of any kind, even if determined or even pure;
rather, fear the clout of the glaring mantle at your side, ready to conserve."
rather, fear the clout of the glaring mantle at your side, ready to conserve."
07/17/2014, 12:57 PM #78
Oceanside
Petra and Mycket entered a small hotel located near the edge of the city. Using each others money, they rented a room for the night. It was located on a quite high floor, with a small balcony looking over the city. Petra leaned on the balcony's railing, taking in the sight of the industrial port. Mycket soon joined her.
"Nice view, eh?" Mycket asked.
"Yeah. Wonder how old this place is? Looks pretty up to date in technology." Petra asked herself out loud.
"Consider it's a port city. Hub of trade, important for moving various materials to and fro. It has to be up to date, or or it lags behind and suffers economically. Eventually it would either have to upgrade or descend into a pit of scum." Mycket explained.
"I never knew you knew anything about business." Petra rose one of her eyebrows.
"Took it from my dad." Mycket replied. "Always looking for the right deal, and when you're poor, it means something." Mycket said, pulling up a chair. "A wise man said money makes the world go round. You can get almost anything for the right amount, but too much, and those selling will always ask for more."
"Never really thought about it like that. Any-who, what should we do next?" Petra asked with a smile.
"Well, we could go eat. I'm a bit hungry, myself." Mycket suggested. "Probably pretty good seafood. Fresh."
"Mhm, I could go for a bit of shrimp." Petra licked her lips.
"Well then. It's a plan." Mycket said. "Let me go get ready."
Petra simply nodded and looked back to the cityscape. "Well then shrimp, Petra's comin' for you."
Petra and Mycket entered a small hotel located near the edge of the city. Using each others money, they rented a room for the night. It was located on a quite high floor, with a small balcony looking over the city. Petra leaned on the balcony's railing, taking in the sight of the industrial port. Mycket soon joined her.
"Nice view, eh?" Mycket asked.
"Yeah. Wonder how old this place is? Looks pretty up to date in technology." Petra asked herself out loud.
"Consider it's a port city. Hub of trade, important for moving various materials to and fro. It has to be up to date, or or it lags behind and suffers economically. Eventually it would either have to upgrade or descend into a pit of scum." Mycket explained.
"I never knew you knew anything about business." Petra rose one of her eyebrows.
"Took it from my dad." Mycket replied. "Always looking for the right deal, and when you're poor, it means something." Mycket said, pulling up a chair. "A wise man said money makes the world go round. You can get almost anything for the right amount, but too much, and those selling will always ask for more."
"Never really thought about it like that. Any-who, what should we do next?" Petra asked with a smile.
"Well, we could go eat. I'm a bit hungry, myself." Mycket suggested. "Probably pretty good seafood. Fresh."
"Mhm, I could go for a bit of shrimp." Petra licked her lips.
"Well then. It's a plan." Mycket said. "Let me go get ready."
Petra simply nodded and looked back to the cityscape. "Well then shrimp, Petra's comin' for you."
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
07/17/2014, 10:01 PM #79
Jefferson, Skylands Republic
The floating walkways held by hextech engines below and the floating islands of steel and stone were a sight to behold for those new to the Skylands. Hence it's name. The Skylands in itself was a nation composed of floating islands. An archipelago in the sky, if one were to compare the Skylands to the land below. Miriah herself had lived in the Skylands all her life so the concept of hextech engines levitating entire islands and structures was nothing new or remarkable to her. Sure, they are the finest products of Skylands and Clockwork technology but it was the very thing that held the lands of which Miriah called her home. It was like a land-dweller and their thoughts about soil and sand. To them, it was merely the ground beneath their feet. And in turn, a native Skylander could perceive bricks and steel as such.
Along the journey to the central market of Jefferson, Miriah began to see Troy staring at the people passing by. The quantities of traders, sailors, and students alike. And before long, Troy piped in with a comment on the quantity of students passing through Jefferson. Of which was to be expected. After all, Jefferson was known for its university and education. It was to be expected that there would be students roaming the streets of the city.
"Well, Jefferson is known for its eduction. People come here to learn and heighten their knowledge. And this city is ideal place for it. Jefferson has been called the City of Education or the University City just because of Jefferson City University alone." Miriah explained. "I never went to university. I wasn't really interested in studying anyway. Sure, the idea of studying engineering sounds nice but it isn't for me. I'm not that good when it comes to manual work and manufacturing so I didn't think that learning the craft would be a good idea. And besides, I wanted to be out in the skies. I wanted to pursue something different. Not being stuck in a workshop day in and day out. And for what it's worth, I stand by my decision." As Miriah finished her explanation, she peered her head up so she find the next route to take through the city. One wrong turn and the duo could end up in the wrong part of the city. The universities, the other docks, or worse. Once she found her route to the central market, Miriah piped up once again to speak to Troy.
"If you don't mind me asking, Troy, what exactly brought you here to Jefferson or the Skylands as a whole?" Miriah asked. "Is it this hunt for Verdelion's treasure?"
The floating walkways held by hextech engines below and the floating islands of steel and stone were a sight to behold for those new to the Skylands. Hence it's name. The Skylands in itself was a nation composed of floating islands. An archipelago in the sky, if one were to compare the Skylands to the land below. Miriah herself had lived in the Skylands all her life so the concept of hextech engines levitating entire islands and structures was nothing new or remarkable to her. Sure, they are the finest products of Skylands and Clockwork technology but it was the very thing that held the lands of which Miriah called her home. It was like a land-dweller and their thoughts about soil and sand. To them, it was merely the ground beneath their feet. And in turn, a native Skylander could perceive bricks and steel as such.
Along the journey to the central market of Jefferson, Miriah began to see Troy staring at the people passing by. The quantities of traders, sailors, and students alike. And before long, Troy piped in with a comment on the quantity of students passing through Jefferson. Of which was to be expected. After all, Jefferson was known for its university and education. It was to be expected that there would be students roaming the streets of the city.
"Well, Jefferson is known for its eduction. People come here to learn and heighten their knowledge. And this city is ideal place for it. Jefferson has been called the City of Education or the University City just because of Jefferson City University alone." Miriah explained. "I never went to university. I wasn't really interested in studying anyway. Sure, the idea of studying engineering sounds nice but it isn't for me. I'm not that good when it comes to manual work and manufacturing so I didn't think that learning the craft would be a good idea. And besides, I wanted to be out in the skies. I wanted to pursue something different. Not being stuck in a workshop day in and day out. And for what it's worth, I stand by my decision." As Miriah finished her explanation, she peered her head up so she find the next route to take through the city. One wrong turn and the duo could end up in the wrong part of the city. The universities, the other docks, or worse. Once she found her route to the central market, Miriah piped up once again to speak to Troy.
"If you don't mind me asking, Troy, what exactly brought you here to Jefferson or the Skylands as a whole?" Miriah asked. "Is it this hunt for Verdelion's treasure?"
Smash through the blocks that bar your way; No time for fear, just let it all fall away; Nobody believes in me and you, Just look at the way they stare; So what if we live in a walled garden, As long as I've got you then I don't care!
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07/18/2014, 12:14 PM #80
Jefferson, Skylands Republic
The air here was pleasant to Troy's senses, even if it was somewhat marred with touches of smog here and there. Steam was the major player, but there were always other contenders meddling in the environment. To onlookers, Troy looked like a child in a candyshop. His head swiveled about and his attention shifted to and from many things that passed his line of sight. From the people to the strange contraptions, there was always something to see or question.
Right now the biggest question was how these vast sky islands stayed aloft with so much weight put upon them. On the surface the islands weren't just floating dead in the water, they were connected to the earth and just happened to be sticking out of the water. They could support all the weight imaginable, but for steam contraptions in a precarious environment like the open air miles above the ground, Troy was at a loss. He had seen a few engines on his accent to Jefferson, but something so simple couldn't possibly lift up a university, let alone an entire city and its people, could it? Troy would have to ask sometime and give the knowledge to his sister in a letter...
His thoughts were interrupted by Miriah, who answered his question before asking one of her own. She was a free spirit who did have a desire to learn, but on her own time and in her own way. Like the Galest monks, readings and studies only did so much. One had to go out into the world and apply their learned knowledge before anything sticks. If the young woman wanted to spread her wings and fly, all power to her. Troy could respect that.
"One would think that, Miriah, but my search for Verdelion's treasure is not my highest priority." The young man looked up at the clouds for a moment before chuckling. "There are so many lands out there in the world, all of which are filled with such interesting people and places. How do they live, what do they believe in, and what drives them forward? Those are but a few questions I hope to answer in my travels, and Jefferson sounded like a fine spot to start off from. I seek to satiate my wanderlust, but more than that, I seek a companion." Troy looked back down at Miriah and tipped his cone hat forward to cover his head once again. "A lifelong one. Fortune favors the bold, as it is said."
Last edited by Major Mario; 07/18/2014, 02:44 PM. The air here was pleasant to Troy's senses, even if it was somewhat marred with touches of smog here and there. Steam was the major player, but there were always other contenders meddling in the environment. To onlookers, Troy looked like a child in a candyshop. His head swiveled about and his attention shifted to and from many things that passed his line of sight. From the people to the strange contraptions, there was always something to see or question.
Right now the biggest question was how these vast sky islands stayed aloft with so much weight put upon them. On the surface the islands weren't just floating dead in the water, they were connected to the earth and just happened to be sticking out of the water. They could support all the weight imaginable, but for steam contraptions in a precarious environment like the open air miles above the ground, Troy was at a loss. He had seen a few engines on his accent to Jefferson, but something so simple couldn't possibly lift up a university, let alone an entire city and its people, could it? Troy would have to ask sometime and give the knowledge to his sister in a letter...
His thoughts were interrupted by Miriah, who answered his question before asking one of her own. She was a free spirit who did have a desire to learn, but on her own time and in her own way. Like the Galest monks, readings and studies only did so much. One had to go out into the world and apply their learned knowledge before anything sticks. If the young woman wanted to spread her wings and fly, all power to her. Troy could respect that.
"One would think that, Miriah, but my search for Verdelion's treasure is not my highest priority." The young man looked up at the clouds for a moment before chuckling. "There are so many lands out there in the world, all of which are filled with such interesting people and places. How do they live, what do they believe in, and what drives them forward? Those are but a few questions I hope to answer in my travels, and Jefferson sounded like a fine spot to start off from. I seek to satiate my wanderlust, but more than that, I seek a companion." Troy looked back down at Miriah and tipped his cone hat forward to cover his head once again. "A lifelong one. Fortune favors the bold, as it is said."
