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Koali:
Outside the Eagle's Shadow

"Geez, look at him, just passing by like a grumpy Anglean going out to dinner, not even helping me carry... the... food... WAAAAIT A MINUTE, HOLD ON, WHAT?!"

After making sure to secure the cover over the food, Koali grabbed the cart's handle and zoomed off in the direction Alister took.

"Funnily enough, that guy looked exactly like that Carn guy... Caliber, was it? Or maybe Manchester or something..."

Koali managed to follow the same path as Alister for about three seconds before getting completely lost again.

"Well, now what? At least I remember his name now. It's Benny!"

BdrLineAzn:
Wild Winds Inn

Finding time in the crowded room, Lia makes it over to Carn.

"Hey I remember you. With Courage right? So what are you having."

Carn:
Wild Winds Inn

"Strong rum and a steak, medium rare."

BdrLineAzn:
Narrator

As the night goes on, things are settling down back on the Eagle's Shadow. With everything finalised, all that is left if for the remaining crew to return and equipment stored. Those already on board head to their cabins and call it a night.

At the Inn, Carn spends his evening alone eating dinner in a seclude spot in the dinner. He doesn't seem to notice Courage and Dalhia wriggle their way pass the crowd and to the front counter. Once full, he simply pays for his meal and makes his way back to the ship.

After a walk under the moonlight, the couple arrives to the warehouse where they share an embrace. Holding each other in their arms, seconds goes before Dalhia breaks it and heads towards the door. Before heading in, she gives him one last smile and closes the door. Smiling, Courage makes his was to the docks to start what seem like another adventure.

End Day 2

Start Day 3

Carn:
Alister's Dream

Burning. Everything around him was burning, yet the night sky still snowed.

"We have one target. Sergeant Carn, and Lieutenant Kor will be taking him out. As for the rest of you, it's a normal raid. Kill anyone who fights back, and capture anything of value." Major Gorm Larson spoke to the marauder platoon filed before him. The roar of "YES SIR!" echoing. The platoon breaks off into squads of four of except the two specifically entioned. Sergeant Alister Carn, large by anyone's standards and with the old berserker blood. Lieutenant Guntar Larson, average size perhaps, but with hands quicker than a snake. Both being groomed, without their knowledge, to be the Senate's elite soldiers.

"We're here. One of us just needs to put a bullet through his head."

"Alister, this guy is dangerous. We don't know,"

Suddenly the man they were looking for is behind Guntar. Only instead of a man, it's a giant bird, one that stabs Guntar through his head.....

Alister's cabin

Alister rolls out of bead, and before he is fully awake, has his pistol pointed at his reflection. Lowering it, he remembers the dream.

"They will burn....."

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