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Yiski:
--START OF DAY 123--

--NARRATOR--

--Lord's Point, Baronies--

The full Baronies fleet was gathered and set for their invasion of Anvala. As the fleet received its orders, they started course for Anvala. The Baronies were hoping to take Anvala using sheer brute force.

Because of the Baronies strategy of sending all vessels at once, it did not take much for the average person to realize the Baronies' fleet was going to go to war with another faction, or invade an independent city.

Given the Anvalan infantry recon along the Baronies' border, the later was assumed. When the massive fleet passed overhead, some of the recon units' mouths dropped.

Recon
"Where are they headed?"

Recon 2
"With their heading... Shit! Radio the city now!"

Recon
"Alright. Frequency is set."

Recon 2
"Base. This is Field Hawk 3. Base. This is Field Hawk 3. We've spotted roughly seventy Baronies vessels with headings for Anvala! I repeat, we have a massive fleet heading for Anvala!"


--Anvala--

--Council Building Gardens--

Minutes went by when Yiski and Zill got the orders of the impending Baronies assault. When other recon units confirmed the Baronies fleet's movements, a city-wide evacuation was ordered and by the late evening all civilians were relocated in the Crown Mountain bunkers.

Yiski and Zill were standing in the middle of the gardens in front of the Council Chambers. Both were discussing the future assault.

Yiski
"Skies. Zill, how is our fleet lookin'?"

Zill
"Flak. Not all that great. We have twenty-five ships against their seventy. How are the batteries?"

Yiski
"Good news is we have a few lumberjack batteries set up along the wall. If they have transports, expect those to hit the ground first."

The two men stood looking over the walls and into the distant skies. Both knew their chances of survival against the current odds. All the two could do was hope they were ready when the Baronies' fleet arrived.

--NARRATOR END--

--END OF DAY 123--

Yiski:
--START OF DAY 124--

--NARRATOR--

The whole city was silent. No ships entered or left the city. No people wandering the streets and chatting among themselves.

Yiski and Lauren sat on top of the Eastern Wall staring off into the distance. Additional reports from other recons gave the arrival of the Baronies' fleet until tomorrow because of their size. After a few moments, Althea joined the two.

Althea
"Lieutenant are you not being deployed?"

Lauren
"Rear lines." *leans over a kisses Yiski on the cheek* "To clear skies."

Yiski
"To clear skies."

Lauren leaves to prepare the Kyllo for the eventual battle. Yiski turned back to the skies and gave a sigh.

Althea
"Worried?"

Yiski
"Nervous. Haven't excepted a battle like this since the Conflict."

Althea
"Well, I have an order from..."

Yiski
"Burnin's skies the hell do they want now?"

Althea
"They want you off the front lines and take a defensive position within the city. You'll give any necessary orders through this radio provided."

Yiski
"First they want me near them, now they want me away? Fine, do they have a specific place?"

Althea
"No."

Yiski
"Then we're headin' for my saloon."

--NARRATOR END--

Gryphos:
--Firing range--

Tristan and Nidhogg were both leaning against a wall, observing the war preparations taking progress. Nidhogg saw soldiers up on the walls running along the bailey, checking turrets and scouting the horizon, all the while shouting orders at each other. Nidhogg, though fully aware of what was about to happen, struggled to grasp how large it would be.

Tristan
"We could have taken shelter with the civilians, why haven't we?"

Nidhogg
"I don't want to be a coward, cowering from danger. Anyway, I have a ship, why not put it to use."

Tristan
"A ship with no crew but us two, hardly an effective vessel."

Nidhogg
"So then We'll stay with the ground forces, we have weapons."

Tristan
"Swords! While they likely have guns a'plenty. So you'll be needing this."

Tristan conjured a second pistol from his pocket and handed it to Nidhogg.

Nidhogg
"I appreciate the gift, but I'm no marksman."

Tristan
"Neither am I, but had I not had one, you'd likely be dead back in that hamlet."

Nidhogg
"Fair point."

Tristan lead Nidhogg to the firing range to practice his aim with what little time was left. Nidhogg grasped the gun with both hands and pointed it at the target. Pulling the trigger firmly but slowly, he fired a shot into the dummy's shoulder.

Nidhogg
"See, hardly a marksman."

Tristan
"If that dummy was a man trying to kill you, you'd have incapacitated it, weakened it, startled it. A soldier with a bullet in his hide won't be pillaging any cities. Plus, should he be left open, he's in the perfect position to be struck down with your sword, which I know you're a bit better with... a bit."

Nidhogg thumped him on the arm. Tristan laughed.

Nidhogg
"Better than you."

RearAdmiralZill:
-Council Docks-

Zill and Jun'ko were preparing all of Zill's ships for combat. Given the low amount of ready boats for the defense, Zill threw in most of his for the fleet. He only passed them along to his most trustworthy officers in the fleet command, including his squid over to Matty of the Black Squids.

The council tried every way they could to undermine Zill's authority. Luckily for him, the commanding officers in the fleet preferred a veteran's tactics over that of selfish diplomats. Mines were placed at the east walls, as well as the rear gate, just in case. All heavy ships would hold above the wall to support the battery fire, and light ships stayed low behind the wall until a push was getting close. Zill also hired a few mercenary friends from the Burren, who would snipe from the mountains.

Once preparations were complete and orders given, Zill and Jun'ko made to Port Tar Barrel for his boat in the fight. A couple familiar faces met them at his now empty warehouse.
Nova
"Never though I would be defending a city I've never been to, legally."

William
"Do you do anything legally?"

The two having met a few days ago, were getting along swimmingly.
Zill
"Simmer down you two. I need you to at least play nice while on my boat."

Jun'ko
"What boat anyway, I thought you gave them all to the fleet?"

Zill walks over and grabs some antique keys from the back room of the warehouse. He beckons the three over to his back shed at the port. They are confused as the old tool shed didn't look impressive at all, but follow knowing Zill will have a trick up his sleeve. Sure enough, a few key turns later, the shed roof opens up, creaking with age. A balloon inflates with a high pitched hiss, and lifts a junker hull out of an underground cavern.
Nova
"You actually kept her?!"

Zill
"Sure did. She's gotten me out of trouble too many times to warrant leaving her in the desert. Now put the guns you want, granted I want a brawl and snipe side configuration, and let's to it like old times."

William
"Well I'll be damned. Better get her ready."

Jun'ko walked up to Zill and leaned on him softly as the other two made their adjustments on the But then it broke.
Jun'ko
"At first, you had me worried with your plan, but now I'm feeling a lot better about it. You think everyone will be ok?"

Zill
"I know they will. Besides, I have a means of contacting all of them. This isn't goodbye forever."

Zill notices Nova tinkering with a mercury and artemis and goes up to help her with his quick mounts. Jun'ko assists William with patching up the junker with, well any armor they could find.

Shinkurex:
-Outside the Saloon-

*It has been a while since he visited the saloon, but it looked like the same old Burning Skies.... He was about to try the lock, when Yiski walked up.*

"Ahoy Yiski! I take it you're opening for the day?"

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