Uncharted Skies

[Carn]

As Koali is quite small, Carn can keep the headlock with only one arm. Using the other, he removes a small capsule from his belt.

"You weren't supposed to hear that kid."

He glares over at Amelia.

"And neither were you, for that matter."

Carn begins to try and get the pill in Koali's mouth.

"Aw relax. It'll just wipe the last hour or so of memory."

[Piemanlives]

Reagan pulled out her flask again, "Whiskey for your thoughts Al? Amelia what do you think of this current situation?"

"Other than it's completely mad?" The younger woman laughed, a light chime to it, "Mutants, secret societies? I hadn't believed that the Yeshan Empire would try to take over the guild but they did, but if this is real it'll definitely be a story to tell the girls back home!"

"Good, now" she motioned to the sword on her hip, "You mentioned a weapon unparalleled destruction?"

[Carn]

"You really have no issue with the fact we have two eavesdroppers, do you? Aside from the fact, that the orders are that nobody else knows. You may have cushy job with steady pay in the guard, but I work by contract jobs."

[ShadedExalt]

"I've heard of chainswords- Incredibly expensive, a little bulky, and louder than a pissed off Captain, but they'll shear through Galleon armor within 30 seconds.  Useful for boarding actions and getting through heavy armored troops.  I believe I have blueprints somewhere, I've just never had the need to use them.  Materials are expensive..."

[Carn]

Carn just drops Koali, then goes over to pound his head into the metal side of the ship.

"HOW ARE PEOPLE GETTING IN HERE?!"

[Piemanlives]

She shrugged, "Might as well," she looked at Frey and Enger, "it was bound to get out anyway, might as well have us all in on it if we're all signing up anyways. Besides the kid here is offering to build equipment and Amelia here knows the values of secrecy."

[ShadedExalt]

"I was raised in the Guild, damnit.  I kept secrets for breakfast."

[Carn]

Carn just goes over and slumps in the over stuffed chair in the corner, his BS meter obviously going into overdrive. He begins to mutter to himself about nobody respecting orders, and being unprofessional. A thought strikes him.

"I almost forgot. There's a fairly pressing concern, as far as crew goes. Does anybody have medical training?"

[ShadedExalt]

"Very basic.  I can patch up relatively minor cuts and such, extract a bullet, etcetera, but nothing big."

[Carn]

"That's pretty much what I know. Combat and field medicine. Not so much designed to actually result in a quick recovery, as much as get you mobile and back in the fight as soon as possible."

[ShadedExalt]

"So two people with basic combat first aid... We need a legitimate doc."

[Carn]

"Agreed. We've got no idea if there are unknown diseases in the south. Someone who could treat those, would be appreciated. Or at least have a good idea of what to do."

[Piemanlives]

"I have no idea where to start looking for a doctor willing to abandon his practice to adventure deep into the unexplored south." Reagan shook her flask, noticing it was mostly empty. She took one last swig before stuffing it back into her coat.

[Carn]

"Hmmm."

Carn is annoyed the whiskey is gone.

"In any event, we'll need medical supplies. Bandages, burn cream, adrenaline, morphine. And If I catch anybody dipping into that stuff, you'll soon find a reason to actually need it. We don't have room to accommodate any junkies on this trip.

[Koali]

"Psh, really, morphine'd make it a heck of a lot harder to aim, and external adrenaline just leads to recklessness. You'll have no trouble from me in that regard."

Koali spat out the pill.

"And by the way, that thing should be sugarcoated, because by itself it tastes nasty. No way I'm swallowing that."