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Carn:
Warehouse

"I never carry that much on me. I'll need to stop at the bank."

Piemanlives:
--The Warehouse, South Docks--

Alex nodded at him. "So," he said looking back at Courage, "firing range?"

BdrLineAzn:

The Warehouse

"Think you can set it up? Been some time since I shot one. Plus I think I know someone who might want to have some fun." he smirks as he eyes Dalhia.

Militia Docks

With the paperwork finalise, those who were chosen for the expidition start arriving to the transport. Three ships: a Galleon, Golldfish, and Junker, begins their landing procedures besides the medium vessel. Once docked, the respective captains disembark and gather around the gangplank to the Eagle's Shadow.

The first man who owns the Galleon, Alexi Kasparov, a Guildsman, is a veteran of the Guild-Baronies Conflict. Around his late thirties, a soldier of fortune, joined the Conflict not out of fraction pride but the money that came out of it. A blockade runner, he and his mercenary crew fought their way through many Baron defence lines smuggling goods to the Guild front. Over twenty sucsseful mission, he was only to be shot out of the sky but a small fleet of five that set an ambush for him and his crew. A large scar runs down the left side of his face from a stray carronade burst missed the balloon of his ship and hit the helm. He manages to avoid most of the shrapnel, but the blast destroyed the helm as well as blooding his face. Dead in the air, he and one other of his crew were captured and spends the rest of the war in a POW camp. He was then released after the defeat of the Guild, having no ill will against the Barons, he still continues mercenary work to the highest bidder or contract even to various Lords if need be.

Next is a younger captain in his mid twenties who pilots the Goldfish. Renard Larson, an opportunistic adventurer, he mainly roams around the Burren and Middle Plains area transporting people to the various cities and towns of the region. A steady source of income, flying the same skies over and over again become mundane. There maybe the random chance of raiders roaming the area, but with a Goldfish he can easily outruns them with their rudimentary Junkers. After hearing of this expidition when he landed in Cathedral, he doesn't waste a second and immediately signs up, not for the money, but for a chance at newer skies.

The third, a Junker captain, is Ulric Culvin of Ardenna. A Chaladonian, Ulric is a naturist and spends his trips out in the field studying the various plants and animals from various regions. Ever since the Age of Dust, many species have to evolve and adapt to the harsh environment of the past. Now in the Age of Air where the threat of pirates have died down, catalog of new species are popping up around the know world. Wanting to put his name at the newest discoveries, traveling down south is a great opportunity for his todo so.

After taking a walk around the docks, Frey takes in the sight. Besides the new captains, the rest of the expidition crew starts boarding the transport.

Walking to three, he introduces himself, "Gentelemen, welcome aboad. I am Commander Frey, the one who organised the mission."

Alexi simply nods and shakes the Commander's hand without saying a word. Frey gives a mutual nod to his as well.

Going over to Renard, he tries to pat down imaginary dust from his vest trying to look presentable to the Commander. Frey chuckles at the sight seeing the nervousness yet determined look in the young man's eyes.

"Um hello Sir." his voice breaks.

Frey pats his back, "Don't be nervous lad, I'm still a human."

Finally, Frey faces Ulric who immediately grabs his hand with the both of his and shakes it with excitement.

"It's such a pleasure to meet you Commander! I want to thank you for letting me be on this expidition. Who knows there maybe new creatures out there for us to see." He quickly says.

Once his arm is freed, Frey rotates his shoulder from the force of the hand shake.

Clearing his thoat, "I'm glad that all of you came early today. Tomorrow in the evening we are going to be taking off. In the mean time you can go about and finish what ever you need to, but you are welcome to explore the transport. later tonight we'll have a brief with the two command leaders and discuss about crew for each of your ships, until then."

Giving a nod to all three, Frey walks up the gangplank to his room on the transport.

Hanger Bay

As the rest of the ship's crew begins finding cabins to be living in, three are seen in the hanger bay eyeing the four planes. Farris Moore, Antonio Gonzalez, and Kei Naga walk around the body of the Anvalan Monos taking in the perplex design.

"Didn't know the Anvalans made anything else besides guns." says Farris

"I know. I seen several monoplanes, but this gull wing is something else. How about you Kei?" Antonio asks the female pilot.

Silently Kei hops in to one of the cockpits and slowly moves the stick and presses onto the rudder petals. With each movement, the plane respond quickly and smoothly.

"This is high grade equipment we are using for a survey mission. Think there maybe more to this?"

"Hey it's 10,000 crowns from a Baron benefactor, they can acquire things easily. So I'm not complaining." says Farris.

ShadedExalt:
Exiting after Koali, Gaige follows, still loaded down with equipment.

"Hey, wait.  You wanna stop for lunch on the way?"

Carn:
Armory

"Hold it for me for a bit. I'll go and get the cash, might even find some clothes." And with that, Alister leaves the warehouse. Making his way through the market, he picks up a black shirt and brown pants. Though not a perfect fit, they'll do. After that he heads to the bank.

Cathedral Bank

Before entering, Alister wipes his boots and knocks the dust of his clothes. After that he runs a hand through his hair, noting that he'll need to cut it soon. Entering, he doesn't go to the main line, but instead to a smaller line marked VIP.

"Excuse me sir," A security guard says to him, "But this is only for members with a maximum security vault."

"You dolt!" The bank manager exclaims to the guard. "This is Master Carn! He's been a member with such a vault for over four years!" Turning to Alister, he begins to profusely apologize. "I'm so sorry sur, he's new. I'll have him fired immediately."

Alister holds up his hand, stopping the flow of words. "It's perfectly alright. I know I don't exactly look like the usual VIP, and he's only doing his job. He handled it quite well I may add."

Seeing the look in his eyes, the manager accepts the forgiveness. "Very well sir. You are no longer fired Brutus."

Brutus, the rather aptly named guard, just nods and stares as Carn and the manager walk off to his personal office.

"So Master Carn, what can we help you with today?"

"I need to make a withdraw. 3000 crowns, physical."

"Certainly. Would you like a case to carry the withdraw?"

"Please."

Calling out to a assistant, the managerorders them to bring the case. In under five minutes it is in Carn's possession.

"Will that be all today sir?"

"Yes, thank you."

As he leaves the building, he nods and smiles to Brutus as he passes. Returning to the warehouse, he puts the case on a table and flips it open.

"3000 crowns, hard cash, as promised."

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