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Burning Skies Saloon
Gryphos:
--The Wyvern--
The Wyrm's newly repaired ship, 'The Wyvern' sailed through the skies along with the rest of the Baronies' fleet with the Wyrm at the helm. Although the Wyrm had essentially failed in his original task, he had been offered a chance for redemption by helping the fleet take Anvala, which the Wyrm did not complain about in the slightest. He ordered one of his mercenaries to take over before strolling onto the main deck of the galleon and pulling out his rifle. He took aim at a nearby bird and tracked it around the ship, before shooting it down as it passed overhead. The bird landed with a thump at his feet. He was then joined by a regal looking man in fur clothing. The man was Lord Eric Gallafell, a lord sent by the king to 'keep an eye on' the Wyrm.
Gallafell
"Was there any point in that?"
The Wyrm knelt down and examined the bird carcass.
Wyrm
"They say, in the olden days, sages could see the future by examining the entrails of dead birds."
Gallafell leant down to the Wyrm's level, looking at the dead bird.
Gallafell
"Oh really, and can you see the future in the body of a dead bird?"
Wyrm
"In a way, yes. This bird's dead, so too shall a lot of people be in the coming fight... But I don't need a dead bird to tell me that."
He got up and kicked the bird's carcass off the side of the ship, before climbing the steps to the helm and taking position there, adjusting course slightly so as to avoid collision with another ship. Meanwhile, Lord Gallafell yelled up to the Wyrm.
Gallafell
"And don't forget! You still need to kill that bastard Nidhogg and his fool of a brother if you must! He needs to pay for murdering my children!"
The Wyrm walked down the steps back to Gallafell.
Wyrm
"The way I've been hearing it, your fool of a daughter stepped in the way of a duel, taking a sword in the belly, which then took out your son, a partaker in the duel. Your entire family are full of fools and they brought about their own demise. It's all just natural selection. So don't seek revenge for an accidental act, and don't expect me to carry out you petty, vengeful endeavours. I'll wage war for the highest bidder, but I won't assassinate a particular man for the pleasure of an old fool. Good day sir!"
And with that he stomped back to the helm, leaving Gallafell to trod back to his quarters with his tail between his legs.
I've hated many cutthroats and mercenaries in my time, but I truly despise this one.
RearAdmiralZill:
-Saloon back room-
An idea dawned on Zill after his last swig of Hellfire.
Zill
"Flak, why don't we take them to Truth Lake? I'm sure they will enjoy some beach time after all this, and no one will be looking for us there. Besides, I have to drop off William anyway."
He took a swig of Hellfire under his mask while Yiski thought on the proposal.
Captain Lockheart:
Lockheart was preparing himself aboard the Yeshan Dragon his modified Galleon. He had also managed to catch one of his families trading escort ships. A standard Pyra, but still able to contribute to the war effort. The ship happened to be containing a cargo of hand explosives and small firearms fresh from chaladon. He had opened a few crates of ammo, guns and grenades and put them on the walls for the soldiers. Lockheart himself sat at the captains table in his quarters on the Yeshan Dragon with his pipe in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.
Lockheart
"Damn, damn, damn. This may be it..."
He downed the rest of his whiskey and threw the glass out the window behind him. It shattered on the dock behind the ship.
Lockheart
"Ludvig, Get in here!"
Ludvig rushes in causing the door to slam the wall and bounce back to its original position.
Ludvig
"Yes sir?"
Lockheart
"Is she ready for battle?, oh and please take a seat and a glass of whiskey. It may be your last"
Ludvig
"Your orders sir"
Ludvig smirks and pours himself a glass of whiskey.
Ludvig
"anyway, she is as ready as she could be. The Extra Mercuries we had have been lined up on the top deck, the engine bearings greased, men prepped, rifles loaded and all the rest. I personally think we should send that boarding party of ours down to help the garrison"
Lockheart
"Good idea... Send them down now. First give then a pistol and a rifle each, then bring them up here in a hour for me"
Ludvig
"yes sir"
Ludvig saluted and walked out. Lockheart put on some light body armour and his war room jacket, before going to the mirror to do his hair.
Lockheart
"God i hope we survive..."
he put on his goggles, Yeshan sword, Family sword and 2 pistols and slung a bolt action sniper over his back. All the weight made him a bit slow, but he knew inside it would all be worth it. He set off to the Burning skies for a last proper drink.
Sgt. Spoon:
The man is getting more and more tired, but keeps on going. Suddenly a pair of guards spot him on the street.
Guard 1:
"Hey you! What are you doing here? The whole town is under lockdown, why aren't you with the other civilians!
The man looks up in surpise, and with his last strength quickly dashes into the nearest alley.
Guard 1:
"Hey! Get back here!
Guard 2:
"Probably just a bum, ignore him. We got more important things to do than to chase after some old beggar."
After lurching through the alley till he's feeling safe again, he looks around him for a place to hide. Suddenly he lay eyes on a familiar building.
The Saloon... oh it's coming back to me... a bit
He sneaks up to a side window and takes a glance inside. The glass isn't too clear and the vision is muddly, but he seems to see some people in there. He sneaks up to another window and continues watching.
Yiski:
--Saloon Back Room--
Yiski
"A lake? Really? I was thinkin' more something along the Storm Coast."
Zill
"You know there's a reason why it's called Storm Coast."
Yiski
"Yeah, but it's not always stormin'."
Zill didn't respond and took a sip of his Hellfire. The two men then stood in silence for a bit.
Yiski
"You think we'll get out of this alive?"
Zill
"Dunno."
The two then heard a commotion coming from the main floor. Yiski and Zill drew their weapons and went into the main floor. There they saw Althea dragging Spoon to the ground and holding him in an arm bar.
Althea
"Commander. I saw him staring through the window. I was not sure if he was a saboteur or not, but..."
Yiski
"Stand down. It's Spoon. I'm actually surprised he's still alive."
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