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Burning Skies Saloon
Gabranth:
-The Docks-
*Gabranth wakes up and looks around....a dirty little backroom of a storage house.
The Owner let him sleep there in exchange of a few coins.*
"I think I´ll look around in the city for a while.."
*As he walks around the streets, he heard serveral rebuilders complain about the Guild*
"I wonder If they would be angry If they knew I´m from one of the Guilds ships ?
Ha..they probably would..Mh but that brew they all drink in that nice saloon.. Hellfire or something ?
Good stuff.. actually I think I´m thirsty
Gabranth:
"Hey , you there" *one of the rebuilders looked at him* "..do you know where I can find the Burning Skies Saloon ? "
".. Yeah , its this there." *He points at the Saloon , one eyebrow raised*
Gabranth:
"Ahh.. well thank you.." *He heads to the Saloon"
"I hope its not closed like last time.."
Honeybadger:
-Honeybadger's Hotel Room-
Honeybadger is sitting on his chair, there is little to no lighting. The only light comes out from the cracks in the closed blinds and the flickering end table lamp that a single moth was quite fond of. As Honeybadger sat, he stares at the vial on coffee table containing a black liquid.
Honeybadger
This must be a dream, I don't remember getting here. But since I've been on the Sauce I haven't really remembered anything.
There is a knock at the door.
Honeybadger
I don't have much time, I need to find whats hidden.
Honeybadger looks around the room, the knocking grows louder and more rapid.
Honeybadger
I wish I knew what the fuck I was looking for.
The knocking gets much louder, as if whoever was there was trying to break down the door
Honeybadger
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Wait.
As the knocking continues, some of the door chips off revealing a blinding light.
Honeybadger
Alright, I know my next step is. I need to get to the saloon. Honeybadger looks at the door which continues to chip revealing blinding light.
The door is now completely broken, Honeybadger cautiously walks toward it. Before he could second guess, he got forced through the door.
His vision eventually faded into clear vision, Honeybadger was lying on the ground 6 inches away from getting a face full of airship propeller.
-Somewhere in Anvala (Probably the docks)-
Gabranth:
-near the docks-
*Gabranth is walking to where he thinks the Saloon is. Then he saw on his right side, a guy he recognized from the Saloon being pulled out of an Hotel*
Gabranth:
"What the... isnt that... uhm... Honeybadger ? Looks like hes in some kind of trouble...again..."
"Hey , uhh you there !"
*walks towards them*
Yiski:
--Council Chambers--
(3)
"So the reports state the complex captain was a traitor?"
(4)
"Yes, it seems the Commander has dealt with it which explains why we have contact with our recon units."
(1)
"What is our fleet's standing?"
(9)
"The fleet is at roughly sixty-five percent capacity."
(7)
"Any report from Yiski in regards to getting additional help?"
(9)
"None yet."
--Saloon--
There were few patrons. Yiski decided to contact Lance with the Anvalan waves cleared.
Yiski
"Lauren, I'm headin' back for a minute. Gonna make a few calls."
Lauren
*Pouting* "You better be back if things get busy."
Yiski heads to his workbench, pulls out a radio, and switches frequency to Lance's.
Yiski
"Crimson to Lance."
Lance
"Copy. You're coming in clear now. The hell is going on over there? Did you get my message?"
Yiski
"I did. Thanks for it. Managed to get to the city in time. Yet the city did take a beating."
Lance
"What were those things the Guild were using?"
Yiski
"Not sure myself, but I need a favor. I need you to find who is after me or the city and get a few folks together to do what you do best."
Lance
"Sure, but you know the usual price still applies."
Yiski
"What I don't get a discount for being a repeat customer and friend?"
Lance
"Can't business."
Yiski
"Fair enough. I'll send payment soon. Happy haunting."
Lance
"Phantom out."
Yiski killed the transmission and found himself sporting a wicked smile. What Lance is usually known for was his information networks, but he had another specialty: covert operations, mainly the seek and destroy kind. Yiski would have to depend on Lance because Anvala could not afford having him or Zill leave for another mission.
Honeybadger:
-Near Saloon-
Honeybadger, still on the ground, spots Gabranth. He semi hurriedly gets up. He is clearly tired.
Honeybadger
"Morning Gabranth, you know if the saloon is open?"
Honeybadger checks his pockets and pulls out his pocket watch, he sighs in relief as he looks at it.
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