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The Skies have no Limit
Piemanlives:
--Sky Runner, East of Cathedral--
Cathedral was in sight, they would be home, Preston would make it, and Alex was most likely going to kill Richard for being several hours late, along with Preston being injured, he didn't have much to help his case.
Richard
"I am so dead."
Lorena
"Could be worse, Da could throw you into an engine."
Travis
"That sounds painful, personally I would light him on fire but that's just me."
Reynold
"You guys aren't thinking about this hard enough, hang him upside down over a fire, don't actually burn him but it would cause him to roast to a painfully slow death."
Dalhia
"You guys can't be serious! Everyone knows you bury him neck high in sand and let the dunes bury him under their ever changing sands."
Richard
"Why do I even bother?"
Phillip
"Don't know, personally I just feed you the worst things on the planet until you gave up and starved yourself."
Richard
"Uhg, never mind."
--Cathedral City Center--
Alex was out and about, looking for various materials and tools for his newest scheme, a mounted Hwacha pod, it wouldn't be as large one, considering all he needed was the firing pods, but it was going to be a toughie to mount it so the missiles didn't impact in the hull of the craft.
Alex
"lets see here, hmm."
He looked over the various nuts and bolts, he took a few that looked feasible and examined them.
Alex
"These'll do it."
He haggled with the shop owner for a bit, gaining a good price and some interesting relationship with the shop owner, he tossed a coin at him before walking out of the shop. The town had more or less recovered since the rocket race, people had been more outgoing and willing to be less paranoid, of course the guard had gone through some notable changes, mostly the uniforms, until recently the guards uniforms had been more formal, now however more and more guards were patrolling in lighter body armor over said uniforms, mostly leather with some iron and steel in increasing numbers. He was almost done for the day when he saw a giant blue bird following a man with a slight limp.
Alex
"Looks like those two on the Griffinheart aren't the only bird fanatics."
Gryphos:
--Cathedral streets--
Gareth and co. walked down the streets of Cathedral with Zardis, who was covering his face with his hood. But this had the added side effect of making him look extremely suspicious, even if people did not know his identity.
Gareth
"You know, I don't think people are going to recognise you."
Zardis
"You can never be to sure. For all we know, the streets are crawling with Yeshan informants. Don't worry, I'll remove the hood once I know I can trust not to be ratted out."
Lionel
"Whoa! What the flak is that?"
Gareth looked back to see Lionel glancing down a street at a wounded man, followed by what seemed to be a massive blue bird. Gareth, and the rest, stared at it for a bit before Gareth shrugged, looking up to a rooftop to see both Roc and Garuda looking at it too.
Gareth
"Absolutely no idea. Looks Chaledonian, but I'm not sure."
Zardis
"Let's keep going."
They continued on for a while until they reached the Wild Winds Inn and entered.
--Wild Winds Inn--
As they entered, Lionel, Kay, Hector and Michael went off to sit in the corner, while Gareth, Lyre and Zardis went up to the counter. Gareth leant over to talk to Newt.
Gareth
"The, err, Dacrain Wolf bounty. It's off now."
Newt
"Err... alright."
He looked appraisingly at Zardis, who had his head turned away, looking very agitated.
Newt
"Is your friend alright?"
Zardis
"I'm fine. The bounty's finished. The Yeshans gave up on m-HIM."
The freudian slip was enough for Newt to work out, and Gareth and Lyre both seemed to realise Zardis' mistake too. Newt reached over and pulled back Zardis' hood, revealing the back of his head. Zardis knew he was found out and turned to face Newt, showing his rough features and distinctive moustache.
Newt
"Zardis Lang Dacrain, "The Dacrain Wolf", the outlaw with a huge reward..."
Lyre
"Trust us, there is a reason. Just... don't act hastily."
Newt
"I won't. If you have a reason to harbour an outlaw, I won't question it."
Zardis nodded appreciatively and went over to a separate table, rather near the counter, then joined by Gareth and Lyre. After a while, Newt leant over to the bounty board and tore down Zardis' poster, before crumpling it up and tossing it away.
Piemanlives:
--Wild Winds--
Alex walked in, with his stuff back at the warehouse he decided he needed a drink and the best place was The Wild Winds, of course he'd heard from some of the others that some saloon he couldn't remember the name of was better. He sat at the counter, Newt was as usual cleaning glasses.
Newt
"Whiskey?"
Alex
"Yeah, add a slice of lime, and maybe some ice."
Newt
"You got it."
Newt went about preparing his drink, he thought for a moment, apparently his ship was spotted in the area and was heading back, which was a major relief, though he also felt he should smack Richard for making him worry so much. He looked about the Inn, he couldn't see that newcomer from a day or so ago, whatever happened to him he couldn't tell. Continuing his scan around the room his eyes wandered to one of the corner tables, Gareth and co were back along with-
Isn't that Zardis? Haven't seen him since he helped smuggle me and Elena out of Yeasha, wonder how he got here.
The answer was quite obvious, seeing as he was talking with Gareth and his crew about something.
Newt
"Whiskey?"
Alex
"Ah, thanks."
TrueQuaggan:
-On the streets of Cathedral-
Quaggan gave up on his search, since anybody who he talked to seemed to not be willing to talk. He wondered if it had something to do with Nova.
Nova squeaked, but, given her size, it sounded much more like the bending of metal.
Quaggan:
"Look, I know you want to go out and play but I have to take care of some things. We'll never get you to Golden Island if we don't find a ship. Now, could you please stop nagging me?"
Nova turned her head in disgrace.
"Oh, don't be like that! You know I have to keep my eyes on you if you go out and I can't do that right now!"
The bird gave Quaggan a long stare.
"Well, I guess you're not that small anymore... Well...fine. But please, if you see anyone outside the city, don't scare them. People here have never seen Sereni before. Off you go!"
Nova took off with a small leap and a flap of her huge wings, nearly blowing Quaggan of his feet.
"They grow so fast.... Well, I better go back to the inn and see if anybody can help me get a ship"
The street in front of him was empty. No guards, no sailors, no women with their children. The grave silence surrounding Quaggan was outlined by the wind and punctuated by the sound of the man's boots. He looked behind him. Nobody there. He made a few more steps, and then stopped, listening for the sound of footsteps. He was alone, which was creepier than he thought it would. The city was just not made for silence.
He passed a dark alley, and was close to the inn by now. But then, without breaking the perfect silence, a hand grabbed him, covering his mouth, and began pulling him towards the alley. Quaggan bit the giant mass of muscles in front of him and screamed, only to be knocked unconscious by a blow to the head moments later. The scream echoed from building to building, reaching the Wild Winds Inn.
"Where the hell is the bird?!" said a rough voice behind him.
"It's a giant bird, damn it! Go find it, how hard could it be?" This time, it was a much higher pitched voice, belonging to a short man behind his brute.
"I heard they are pretty good at hiding..."
"Get out of my sight and search for it, idiot!" The little man demanded. "Or else you get NONE of the money! What are you staring at? GET OUT!"
"Uh..yes sir. Where should I put him, sir?"
"Minum and Salt will take care of it. Now GO!"
As the man left his boss, two more henchmen lifted Quaggan, and took him in the dark alley.
Their master grinned, as silence took back the streets of Cathedral.
Gryphos:
--Outside Wild Winds Inn--
Michael and Kay were leaning against the wall and catching some fresh air, discussing anything from the situation with Zardis to guesses at the recipe for an Ember's Venom. But then they heard the scream coming from a few alleys over.
Michael
"You hear that?"
Kay
"Sounds like a rough up."
Michael
"let's check it out."
And with that they went off in the direction of the scream, Michael keeping a hand on his holster. As they ran down the street Michael could just hear a passer by commenting on his half-burnt face, which he decided to ignore. They turned a corner to see, at the end of the alley, two men lifting the body of Quaggan and carrying it out of sight.
Michael
"HEY!!!"
He and Kay marched down the alley after them, before following them round the corner, both drawing their pistols.
--Wild Winds Inn--
Lyre
"I assume you'll need some place to continue the research."
Gareth
"We still have a room rented here, you could use that while we sleep on the Griffinheart. It's best you stay out of overly populated areas."
Zardis nodded to this idea and then took another scan around the room, his eye stopping on Alex. The face was familiar somehow. He rifled through his memories until he realised.
Zardis
"Alex!"
he got up and went over to Alex, before greeting him properly and shaking his hand.
Zardis
"I havent seen you since that disappearing act."
Lyre looked at Gareth and shrugged.
Lyre
"I guess he wasn't always hold up in Dragontown."
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