[GM Post, Intro]
The ship rumbled as it descended through the clouds. There was always some turbulence as the ship passed cloud covers, with winds aching to tear the grand airship apart. But so far, thanks to the ship's endurance and its crew, the MILOV had continued to serve its purpose through any storm or unfortunate happenings. Inside the cockpit, the Watch Leader's voice echoed through the large room adorned with navigational devices. "Captain, I hear we have new recruits joining us today" Watch Leader Miriat proclaimed in his usual formal manner. Captain Olivia stood upright and looked over Pilot Suries shoulder who was busy holding the MILOV steady. It had been quite some time since the MILOV would have that much crew to look over her. "Well now, we have even more eager souls to join this vessel." Captain Olivia gave a slight smile as she peered out into the clouds covering the massive windshield in front of them. " Be sure to give them a warm welcome then, Miriat. I expect you to show them the ropes once they're onboard." the Captain ordered as the ship violently shook once more before coming to a calmer descent. Miriat simply nodded and stepped out of the Cockpit.
"You really think some greenies are going to be able to manage this work, Captain?"Pilot Surie asked as he held the helm from spinning out of control. "It sure took me a while to get settled into the... 'quirks' of working on this ship" he continued. He was careful not to badmouth the MILOV in any way, knowing how personally his Captain took opinions of her MILOV. Olivia stayed quiet for a moment before slowly answering his carefully put question "I do not see why they would not. When I was just a lass, I was already scrubbing the deck shiny!" Olivia optimistically put it. Surie sneered a look over his shoulder as Captain Olivia went on about her life on this ship. He received a piercing gaze back as the captain noticed. Surie quietly returned to look out into the clouds, waving his hand behind him "Alright Captain, I ain't one to presume I suppose. I just hope they're all willing to gamble some. I'm already running dry on last months pay. " he chuckled and held up his lucky die as the ship exited the cloud cover. Olivia took a moment to walk over to the assortment of speaking tubes situated on the left wall. She opened the latches on all of them before beginning her announcement "Crewmates, we are landing in Kallokian in a few minutes. Newbies, go give Miriat a hand. We are supposed to have more recruits waiting on the ground" She closed the latches and turned to face the ship's pilot "I've got a good feeling about these new recruits." Olivia added with a determined smile.
The echoed voice of the Captain's announcement traveled through the pipes and into all parts of the ship. In the kitchen, the large orc named Herrman was joyfully preparing today's meal, excited to finally be able to buy more ingredients. The smell that came out of the kitchen was practically enchanting and he smiled quietly singing an orcish chant. It had been a while ago they landed in a port town, especially one in the north.
In the engine room, the large machine screamed and ached, hissing with steam that filled the room. Piko's clanking was almost entirely drowned out as she relived the tension built up in the ship's core. The stress landings had on the ship was particularly great on the engine, an issue that Piko had tried to fix many a time. Alas, she sighed as the core finally settled down into a low rumble. She wiped the sweat from her forehead as the heat from the engine finally began to slightly dissipate. "That's it girl, just smooth sailing from here. she spoke to the core as she wiped some soot off it. "They're running you ragged huh? I'll give you a maintenance check as soon as we land" Piko patted the chassis of the core and sat down, letting out a deep sigh.
At the very top of the ship, Navigator Finmig had been enjoying one of his usual naps in the ship's very own crows nest. Despite the rumbling, he had been able to take these small breaks. In fact, he might have even found the turbulence reassuring, like a violent lullaby. He tipped his hat up from his face as Olivia's announcement echoed through the speaking tube. He yawned and put his hands behind his head and grinned. "Finally. Some fun." the halfling Finmig told himself just before returning to his slumber.
On the upper deck, Watch Leader Miriat walked over to the docking gear, preparing everything was in order before they land. He let out an annoyed sigh. Soon he'd have even more former ground farers to look over so they wouldn't just trip overboard and cost them a fortune in a search for their remains.
The many docking bays of Kallokian was as busy as ever. Crowds of people from all over swarmed as soon as new ships with exotic wares and services landed. Merchants, mercenaries, hunters, and passenger vessels, all came to Kallokian which had made the city a bustling center of trade in the north. The cobblestoned ground was pummeled by the assault of horses and people who frantically traded with the docked ships.
The city had a total of 6 docking bays for airships located at the edges of the town, forming Kallokian into a hexagonal shape. While the bays were typically always filled with aerial ships, docking bay three stood unusually empty with only some smaller hunting vessels docked by its corners. However, that would not stay true for long as in the distance, the shape of a grand ship breaking through the clouds sailed toward the town. As such, the people of Kallokian began flooding the bay, hoping to potentially get their hands on some new wares. Others had already been situated there and awaited their deliveries which the MILOV carried.
Among the masses, there were those who did not seek to trade, nor awaited any deliveries. They were the ones being recruited for a job that would carry them through the sky and off to foreign lands. They'd have to get there soon, for the MILOV ran on a tight schedule and could not stay in the port town for long.
Flight 1
Location: Just outside of Kallokain airspace, above cloud elevation
Time: Early afternoon
The ship rumbled as it descended through the clouds. There was always some turbulence as the ship passed cloud covers, with winds aching to tear the grand airship apart. But so far, thanks to the ship's endurance and its crew, the MILOV had continued to serve its purpose through any storm or unfortunate happenings. Inside the cockpit, the Watch Leader's voice echoed through the large room adorned with navigational devices. "Captain, I hear we have new recruits joining us today" Watch Leader Miriat proclaimed in his usual formal manner. Captain Olivia stood upright and looked over Pilot Suries shoulder who was busy holding the MILOV steady. It had been quite some time since the MILOV would have that much crew to look over her. "Well now, we have even more eager souls to join this vessel." Captain Olivia gave a slight smile as she peered out into the clouds covering the massive windshield in front of them. " Be sure to give them a warm welcome then, Miriat. I expect you to show them the ropes once they're onboard." the Captain ordered as the ship violently shook once more before coming to a calmer descent. Miriat simply nodded and stepped out of the Cockpit.
"You really think some greenies are going to be able to manage this work, Captain?"Pilot Surie asked as he held the helm from spinning out of control. "It sure took me a while to get settled into the... 'quirks' of working on this ship" he continued. He was careful not to badmouth the MILOV in any way, knowing how personally his Captain took opinions of her MILOV. Olivia stayed quiet for a moment before slowly answering his carefully put question "I do not see why they would not. When I was just a lass, I was already scrubbing the deck shiny!" Olivia optimistically put it. Surie sneered a look over his shoulder as Captain Olivia went on about her life on this ship. He received a piercing gaze back as the captain noticed. Surie quietly returned to look out into the clouds, waving his hand behind him "Alright Captain, I ain't one to presume I suppose. I just hope they're all willing to gamble some. I'm already running dry on last months pay. " he chuckled and held up his lucky die as the ship exited the cloud cover. Olivia took a moment to walk over to the assortment of speaking tubes situated on the left wall. She opened the latches on all of them before beginning her announcement "Crewmates, we are landing in Kallokian in a few minutes. Newbies, go give Miriat a hand. We are supposed to have more recruits waiting on the ground" She closed the latches and turned to face the ship's pilot "I've got a good feeling about these new recruits." Olivia added with a determined smile.
The echoed voice of the Captain's announcement traveled through the pipes and into all parts of the ship. In the kitchen, the large orc named Herrman was joyfully preparing today's meal, excited to finally be able to buy more ingredients. The smell that came out of the kitchen was practically enchanting and he smiled quietly singing an orcish chant. It had been a while ago they landed in a port town, especially one in the north.
In the engine room, the large machine screamed and ached, hissing with steam that filled the room. Piko's clanking was almost entirely drowned out as she relived the tension built up in the ship's core. The stress landings had on the ship was particularly great on the engine, an issue that Piko had tried to fix many a time. Alas, she sighed as the core finally settled down into a low rumble. She wiped the sweat from her forehead as the heat from the engine finally began to slightly dissipate. "That's it girl, just smooth sailing from here. she spoke to the core as she wiped some soot off it. "They're running you ragged huh? I'll give you a maintenance check as soon as we land" Piko patted the chassis of the core and sat down, letting out a deep sigh.
At the very top of the ship, Navigator Finmig had been enjoying one of his usual naps in the ship's very own crows nest. Despite the rumbling, he had been able to take these small breaks. In fact, he might have even found the turbulence reassuring, like a violent lullaby. He tipped his hat up from his face as Olivia's announcement echoed through the speaking tube. He yawned and put his hands behind his head and grinned. "Finally. Some fun." the halfling Finmig told himself just before returning to his slumber.
On the upper deck, Watch Leader Miriat walked over to the docking gear, preparing everything was in order before they land. He let out an annoyed sigh. Soon he'd have even more former ground farers to look over so they wouldn't just trip overboard and cost them a fortune in a search for their remains.
Location: Kallokian, Docking bay 3
The many docking bays of Kallokian was as busy as ever. Crowds of people from all over swarmed as soon as new ships with exotic wares and services landed. Merchants, mercenaries, hunters, and passenger vessels, all came to Kallokian which had made the city a bustling center of trade in the north. The cobblestoned ground was pummeled by the assault of horses and people who frantically traded with the docked ships.
The city had a total of 6 docking bays for airships located at the edges of the town, forming Kallokian into a hexagonal shape. While the bays were typically always filled with aerial ships, docking bay three stood unusually empty with only some smaller hunting vessels docked by its corners. However, that would not stay true for long as in the distance, the shape of a grand ship breaking through the clouds sailed toward the town. As such, the people of Kallokian began flooding the bay, hoping to potentially get their hands on some new wares. Others had already been situated there and awaited their deliveries which the MILOV carried.
Among the masses, there were those who did not seek to trade, nor awaited any deliveries. They were the ones being recruited for a job that would carry them through the sky and off to foreign lands. They'd have to get there soon, for the MILOV ran on a tight schedule and could not stay in the port town for long.
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