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BdrLineAzn:
--Wild Winds Inn--

BdrLine
"Okay everyone, let's not be irrational now. So um dad, what is this all about?"

Helping her husband up, Shen clenches his nose and looks at the scene in from of him. Looking between each person and finally to the unconscious Zardis, he pointed with his head to him. Finding a napkin on another table, he reaches for it and covers his nose. A bit nasally, he speaks to the standoff.

Shen
"Well, Mr. Dacrain here had a bounty placed on his head by one of the older Deer officers. Apparently the Emperor had a word with him asking the reason for this bounty. All that was gotten out was some sort of conspiracy. All I'm asking now is how he manage to escape, that Deer sent in a whole company."

BdrLine
"Okay that explains him, but what about you two? There must be some reason to protect him."

--Somewhere in Cathedral--

Having got their bags to the inn earlier, Charles and Courage are wearing raincoats are walking about the city towards the southern docks. As they pass one store, Courage looks through the window and notices that the store owner was the one he met at the Festival. Curious if he still had the double-action revolver that was shown to him at that day, Courage enters the building.

Charles
"What the? Courage where are you going?"

Courage
"Hold on let me check something."

Charles looks up at the sign for the store and notices that it a gun shop.

Charles
"Courage we already have guns, plus we can get better ones back in Anvala."

Looking back at to where his friend was been, Charles notices that he wasn't standing nest to him and already inside.

Damn it man

Charles goes in as well and sees that the store owner is already talking to Courage.

Owner
"Ah I remember you, I see that you survived that hell of a race. So you are wondering about that revolver?"

Courage
"Yes, do you still have it?"

Owner
"Lucky for you, I saved it. Never met another man who was more interested in that gun than you when we met."

Courage
"Oh thank you, so does the price still stands? Because hehe, I'm a little low."

The Owner looks at the revolver and with a knowing tone he says to Courage.

Owner
"Well there are rumours going around the city that the ones who caused the commotion at the race are finally dead, and that the crews who did it are back."

The Owner looks back at him and tosses the revolver into his hands.

Owner
"Here, she is all yours."

Courage catches the weapon and looks back at him with a confused face.

Courage
"Wait how did you know I was part of the crew who did it. There was no reports that I heard stating who went."

Owner
"Words travel fast in this city. And I heard from someone who works at the docks about two ships landing and telling the City's Militia about something. Plus you have enough spunk to go out there, so I figured."

Courage
"Thanks, I don't know what to say."

Owner
"Just use her wisely."

Charles
"Ahem."

Courage turns around and sees that Charles is standing at the doorframe with a bit of impatience on his face.

Charles
"If you are finish. Should we get going?"

Courage
"Oh yes, thanks again sir."

Owner
"No problem."

Charles then opens the door where both he and Courage steps out into the cold again. As they continue on their walk again to the warehouse, Courage eyes his new weapon and opens his coat to pocket it.

Courage
"Man I wished I had an extra holster right now."

Charles
"How about the one with your Guards pistol."

Courage
"Using it right now at the moment with the said pistol, besides it's not like the revolver is loaded, but it does feel bumpy having it in a pocket."

Rolling his eyes, Charles shoves him a bit.

Charles
"Come on, lest just go and find this girl of yours."

--Guard Headquarters--

Inside the main building for the City's Militia, two radioman just receive radio transmission from the Yeshan ships asking permission to land.

Private (1)
"Umm what do we do about this?"

Private (2)
"Honestly I don't know, we rarely have military ships from the fractions come here without escorting political figures. They must be here for a reason."

Private (1)
"Well at least they are not attacking, we are very undermanned. Should we call Captain Walker?"

Private (2)
"Maybe, but I don't know where he is. He is out preparing to get crew to man the new ships we ordered."

Private (1)
"We need to tell someone though."

Private (2)
"Okay I'll try to radio the Captain, just give them a standby notice."

Private (1)
"Okay then. Umm Yeshan Imperial Ship Comet and Lighting standby and wait for further instructions."

As the Private on the radio gives the standby order to the two waiting ships, the second Private goes to the smaller personnel trying to contact the Captain.

Private (2)
"Captain Walker, this is Private Blakey, we have two Yeshan ships asking for permission to land, how do we handle this?" 

Piemanlives:
--North Docks--

Corporal Peterson
"Captain, just got word, two Yeashan vessels are awaiting permission to dock."

Captain Walker
"Roger that, where's the nearest radio post?"

Corporal Peterson
"Harbor administration building."

Captain Walker
"I should know these things. Alright, tell them to hold there, I'll be over in a few moments after I finish up here."

Corporal Peterson
"Aye sir."

Peterson began his guard shift there with a small squad of trainees that had followed along. Walker just shrugged as he turned to another officer next to him.

Captain Walker
"Ashikaga, I need you in charge of this mission, we need those vessels and you're the only one I can trust that is available for this mission."

Lieutenant Ashikaga
"With all do respect sir, I don't believe I am ready to do this, can't we send someone else?"

Captain Walker
"Sadly no, and if we did I would send them instead of you, no disrespect meant, but quite honestly you're not ready for this and I'm needed here to pick up the pieces. I trust however you'll figure it out as you go along, good luck out there."

Lieutenant Ashikaga
"Yes sir."

The two men saluted, Ashikaga boarded the Galleon that would be officially under his command for the duration of this mission, he was going to meet up with the small fleet of vessels assigned to escort them and make way for the shipyards at Landmark.

Sailor
"Sir, welcome aboard the CMS Herald I'm William Gates, commander of this ship."

Ashikaga
"It is a pleasure, make way for the rendezvous point and we'll wait for the rest of the vessels."

Gates
"Aye sir, make way for the rendezvous point, await further reinforcements."

The various members of the crew ran to and fro as they prepared the vessel for launch, the balloon was checked, the rigging was secured, the engines warmed, the guns primed and ready, they were ready for anything, Ashikaga took a look at the docks as they began pulling out, he could see various guardsmen, some younger, some older, most of them have been around sometime and they knew, they put aside their duties for just a moment as they saluted the leaving Galleon, on it's way for an important mission. He saluted back for just second before turning to the vessels commander.

Ashikaga
"We can not fail this mission."

Gates
"No sir, no we can not."

--Sky Runner, South Docks--

The crew looked from Phillip to the Captain, and also to Richard, the three of them just shrugged.

Preston
"Are you kidding me? I should've been there for that."

Richard
"You were still to young to join the guard back then."

Preston
"Still, storming a pirate base with naught but squids and your iron will, the guard was much more out going then when I joined up."

Alex
"We still lost some good men in those days, even now the guard still raids pirate bases and intercepts Anglean Raid Fleets, but mostly in the outer territories, we were mostly stationed in the inner towns and cities. But remember we still had that massive raid a few years back."

Phillip
"I don't think I was there for that one."

Alex
"You were still off on an adventure to try and redeem yourself in the eyes of your home town at that point."

Preston
"That raid was rather massive I will admit, nothing like the reports said about the Invasion of Anvala though."

Richard
"That is very true. Anyways, should we move to the rendezvous point now?"

Dalhia
"Yeah, that sounds like a plan, is the little miss still sleeping over there?"

Lorena
"Yup."

Dalhia
"Well at least we won't have to deal with her till later at least, mind if I take the helm?"

Richard
"Eh, sure, why not."

Dalhia
"Alright, cool, give me a location."

Alex
"The Western Watch Tower, that's where we're meeting the rest of the flotilla."

Dalhia
"Roger that, taking us out."

The Sky Runner edged out of the dock slowly as it made it's way through the horde of commercial traffic coming into port late that afternoon. After dodging various air liners, cargo vessels, military ships that from the looks of it came out of Yesha Empire, Alex was examining the various vessels when one caught his eye, the IFS Zypher was still a grand a ship when he last saw it a few years back. A bit worn it was still a magnificent vessel and was as graceful as the stars, and as grand as the oceans. They cleared the harbor finally and out into the open sky, a course was set and all was ready.

--Cathedral Harbor Administration, North Docks, Several Minutes Earlier--

The odd thing was that while the South Docks saw the majority of commercial and personal vessels coming into and out of Cathedral, The Harbor Administration was situated at the North Docks. People have a tendency of ignoring what didn't make sense to them, thing is however, at one point in Cathedrals history the North Docks were the only docks, and while the South Docks are much larger and much grander, the Harbor Administration stayed put, which was convenient for Captain Walker. He entered the radio room to see the civilian operator standing by."

Civilian Radioman (1)
"The Radio is yours sir. If you need me I will be in the break room.'

Walker took a seat at the radio. He turned to the other man on duty.

Walker
"Patch me into the Militia comm's."

Civilian Radioman (2)
"Aye sir. You are now receiving."

Walker
"Walker here, go ahead."

Blakey
"-we have two Yeshan ships asking for permission to land, how do we handle this?"

Walker
"Patch me in."

Blakey
"Aye sir."

A quick change of frequency and now he was patched into the Conversation."

Walker
"This is Captain Walker, Yeshan vessels, please state the purpose to your request."

Plasmarobo:
--Wild Winds Inn--

Plasma watches blankly as the scuffle goes down.
The gun leaps from his side to his hands as soon as Shen takes the punch.
As the dust clears, Plasma glares around at his friends and patrons.

Plasma
"Elite, lower the weapon please. I'd rather you not stain my floor red. BdrLine, why are you even wearing those things in here? Gareth, I guarantee you using those knives will get you thrown out of here by me, personally."

He sighs and moves into the center of the room, checking Zardis's wounds as the group continues the standoff. He takes a small sphere from his pocket and it unfolds into a spider like clockwork machine about the side of his hand. He mutters something to it, and it scuttles over the slash, sewing it back together and cauterizing the wound.

Plasma
"The last thing I need is the lot of you getting into fights in my bar. The city has been militarizing lately, and I'm worried we're going to go the way of Anvala. Not that they weren't able to fight it off, but I'd rather not get a reputation as a harbinger of war. My point here, is you owe me an explanation Gareth."

The door to the Inn opens, and a Yeshan girl with long black hair steps over the threshold. She scan's the room, eyes halting on the knives, blades, and guns.

Lia
"Ah, I was... suppose to start work here?"

Plasma stands up, scooping the device off Zardis. He turns to the girl and smiles painfully. Gesturing at the wreckage of the recent standoff.

Plasma
"If you don't mind holding down the bar while I...deal with this, I'll show you the ropes in a bit."

The girl sighs and trudges to the bar shaking her head and shooting furtive glances at Plasma.

Piemanlives:
--Outside The Wild Winds--

She had finally managed to get off duty for the rest of the day, as it was training the new guys, and girls, was about as frustrating and exhausting as she expected it to be, and then some. All she needed was a stiff drink and some sleep. She saw the Wild Winds just ahead and decided it would be good place as ever to get a drink. She opened door to the inn to see the aftermath, or rather stalemate of a bar fight. She saw a few faces she recognized, a wounded man on the ground, and several weapons point at various directions. The weapons being the first thing she noticed, the second being every conscious man in the bar was staring at her, which wasn't that odd, the next thing she noticed was that all the women were staring at her as well which prompted her to question what was going on.

Reagan
"What?"

All she got was a few blank stares, so she decided to ask again.

Reagan
"What, do I have something on me-"

The moment she looked down she realized that she was still wearing her Captains uniform. Giving herself a mental slap she sighed and walked over to the bar where a girl she didn't recognize was manning it.

Reagan
"I'll have a whiskey."

The younger girl looked over at Plasma for confirmation, he just nodded back to her. She pulled out a glass and poured into it before handing it to her.

Reagan
"Thanks.

Gryphos:
--Wild Winds Inn--

Gareth put away his knife and slid Balor's across the table back to him, before nodding at Lyre, who then holstered her gun. Gareth then picked up the letter from the table and held it in the air.

Gareth
"This is a letter that was sent by the Deer to the Tiger. Zardis, for some reason, already had serious suspicions of its shady content. So he stole it from the Tiger's office, killing a few guards. Its the guards' deaths that the Deer used to try and authorise his capture, when the real reason was the incriminating contents of the letter itself. We went to Dragontown to try and capture him, not knowing the truth at the time. But we were enlightened and ended up having to flee for our lives from Dragontown. So we came back here, knowing it would be a relatively safe place for Zardis to decipher the letter."

Plasma
"And what does it say?"

Gareth
"Err, Balor, you want to read it out again?"

Gareth passed it over to Balor, who flattened it out and read it allowed again.

Balor
"Regarding Vyshtorg

Forgive my bluntness but this is written in the greatest of haste. The Ninth proclamation of the 50th consulate decrees and encourages the great expansion of our Empire through military means when diplomacy has failed. But the proclamation does not take into account another method. The city of Vyshtorg lies at the centre of the world's greatest and widest ranging spider web of connections, reaching from Qinqaachi to Iscadon. In pure terms of influence, it could be argued they surpass our empire. My proposition is that of puppeteering the Guild. To wield their guildhouses as a weapon of insidious indoctrination. One could use them to rig elections, cut off trade to resisting cities.

In order to achieve this goal it would undoubtedly require military action, which is why I write to you. My role as the Deer is to handle trade, which I shall once Vyshtorg's high tower has been acquired. But it is in your hands, as the Tiger, to achieve this end. Use any method you feel is appropriate. I only ask that it is quiet, and the Guild's loyalty is thoroughly ensured.

Soon the Blue Veil shall cover most of the known world, and all shall follow our enlightened rule."

There was a silence in the Inn that persisted for a bit, until Lyre walked over to Gareth's table and spoke aloud.

Lyre
"So, as you can see, there may be a problem at hand."

Michael
"Quite a serious one too."

Gareth looked over at the door, where he saw Michael and the rest of the crew standing, with the eagles perched on a nearby table. They apparently had entered while Balor was reading the letter. Just as he said this, Zardis started to stir again.

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