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Burning Skies Saloon
Yiski:
--Saloon--
Yiski watches Wazulu rush out and simple scratches his head. Though he wanted to ask, he didn't because usually it involves shooting people. Yiski turns to Shink.
"The milk is fine. You just don't have a good tolerance for it."
Roland turns to Yiski.
"If the saloon is going to be this slow, should we close up?"
"Normally, yes, but given how much money we've made from our quests, I'll just keep the saloon open. You three are welcome to head out into the city and watch the battle. I'll just stay here and do... something. Maybe I'll make a new drink."
BdrLineAzn:
--Saloon--
Wanting to see some excitingment after two weeks of calm, Ny-Lee goes over to Roland.
"Roland can we go? Been a while since we saw some action, not that peace is a bad thing. It was relaxing but still."
Roland gives in to his fiancé's face.
"Well alright. Yiski, you'll be fine while we are out?"
Both goes towards the door, but Ny-Lee turns to Lauren.
"Are you coming?"
--Anvalen Airspace--
Over the skies still, the 'dynamic four' are finishing their inspections.
"Well I think we are done here. Everything is functioning, no explosions, I think this is a success. Let's go back, finally a break"
BdrLine then turns his engines off and the junker just float idle.
"So who you guys think will win, red or blue?"
John
"I'm going red, just look at the moves these pilots are making."
Tommy
"But look at blue, all their shots are hitting"
The four then goes on bickering on which side will win
Captain Lockheart:
--Chaladon--
*a flare fires from the deck of one of the galleons*
Lockheart: " Well chaps its been a honour serving with you. now CHARGE!!"
*He drew his sword and raised it in the air. the crew on both ships cheered, he set his engines to full ahead and looked over to the Maelstrom he saw Fadeshade leaning on the deck railing holding onto some rope, whilst frantically pointing and shouting his Heavy flaks were soon firing in unison at the junker*
Lockheart: " Prepare to fire on my mark Karl! "
Karl from the Hwacha: " AYE AYE, i got a fiery present for these bastards"
Lockheart: " FIRE"
*the hwacha fires a full barrage of flaming rockets unto the pyramidion, one sets the captain alight, a few more flaming bodies drop from the sides, but it still flew onwards firing its gatling and flak.*
Lockheart: "why wont this blighter sink!, Ludvig hows our hull holding?"
Ludvig: "she can take a lot more than she's getting cap'n" *he carries on tinkering with a broken gun*
*the pyramidion lined up its side where several men were standing*
Lockheart: " PREPARE FOR COMBAT!"
*several men sprang onto the deck, one landing on the captains bridge but soon kicked off by lockheart to send him falling off the ship*
*the boarding action went on for some time but ended up with the men been slaughtered and the deck of the aesterium covered in corpses and blood, luckily not much of that was any of lockhearts men*
Aboard the Maelstrom
Fadeshade: " WE-HEY Julie seems to have all but annihalted the pyramidion"
*he examines it with his spyglass while a few light flak shots hit the deck and a crewman falls*
Fadeshade: "one more Hwacha barrage should do them alright!"
*the junker carries on to rake the deck of the Maelstrom with gatling and flak fire, along with a few small firearm shots. to little success. *
*Fadeshade mans the side mercury gun and looks down the scope, and holds his breath before firing*
Fadeshade: "Take that!"
*the shot hits their right engine dead on, the ship spirals around sideways, the Flaks continue to barrage the junker which soon falls to peices within meters of colliding with the Aesterium*
*the pyramidion soon realises its hope is lost and starts to retreat before been blasted to peices by both ships heavy weapons*
Lockheart: " We did it! nice work gentlemen"
*he gives a "thumbs-up" signal to fadeshade who nods he then thrown his hat in the air. The crew cheer as they head back to chaladon leaving the smoldering wrecks of the 2 ships, he is accompanied by the Lockheart galleon aswell.*
Lockheart: thank god i survived, now how can i celebrate?... Ah of course. The Burning Skies
RearAdmiralZill:
-Then it was fixed-
Zill and company watched as the games went on. Shots rang out as boats all flew around with tactical precision. In the end, red team barely took home the prize, leaving everyone on the edge of their seats. Cheers roared and the finally was something quite special. Matty shook his head and handed over 20 silvers.
"Damn I really though Timmy would pull them through."
"He's got some real world experience now. Next year is a better bet."
"Yea I guess. Either way it's nice to have a day off."
"I'll drink to that. How about a mug at the Burning Skies?"
"I think it's time I try out that old place you seem to frequent so much."
"Well we still have the finale."
"What finale? I thought..."
Giant armor slabs emerged from the gates and were placed in the middle of the barren landscape. Matty looked with curiosity as Crash ordered one flak battery loaded. One shot. He turned to Zill but he motioned him to watch. The gun fired, and hit dead on. The smoke cleared, and the round had pierced the armor entirely. Matty's jaw dropped. Zill quickly looked at the foreign representatives and saw them reeling. Zill only laughed.
"Oh lord, their faces are priceless."
"Dear Skies Zill, I didn't know we had rounds like that."
"Yiski's doing."
"You aren't much for secrets are you?"
"I figured it's better to scare them out of attacking us instead of killing them when they do."
"Fair call. How about that drink?"
"Indeed."
Zill signaled the end of the games, and headed to Port Tar Barrel to land.
BdrLineAzn:
--Narrator--
After the days war games, all the ships were dock back in their original ports and everyone went of to celebrate a successful day. Zill taken everyone who was on his galleon to the Burning Skies Saloon where it was already packed with people who came to watch the games.
Inside Yiski, Roland, Ny-Lee, and Lauren are busy about handling the mass of people. Eventually, BdrLine and his group comes in as well and the night goes on as everyone goes about drinking.
Sometime around midnight, Yiski decides to close up shop, and in good ole' Yiski fashion, yells at the center of the saloon for everyone to leave. Also because he wanted to make preparations for the trip tomorrow.
Everyone leaves to their repective homes, and a reminder from Yiski, also start making things ready for tomorrow.
--End Narration--
End of Day 96
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