PrinceAlexus

Empire of the Clouds

Post Captain Le Marinier

Hopes small flame.
Escape or Die.

Well things took a rapid turn for the worst, it seemed the protocol of asking for permission was not going to be a problem, he had asked as captains where jumpy and he did not want to get killed by a panicked soldier or someone who was too jumpy to tell a uniform apart. No gangplank it seemed, they were already preparing for a rapid takeoff.

Nothing for it, chaos was the order of the day as he stowed his gun and grabbed for a rope ladder. He was not used to this but old skills never truly faded and chambered his way onto the boards of the airship checking he had not dropped anything, tossing the old paper map he took from a soldier that was now entirely useless. “A Small chance is better than no chance” He said to himself as he came aboard number 27, maybe they would be caught, shot down or worse. But this was his only chance he saw.

He looked about for the door that would be most like a bridge, somewhere He could get some direction. This ship had to have a captain, an officer met, air or sea. They Had to have someone in charge to be able to take off. Following a captain, any captain was the least thing he could understand and make sense of.

“Who Is in charge, and what can I do to help?” He asked as he walked in looking for someone to reveal themselves as taking Leadership. “I served aboard a dreadnought as a gunnery officer. Hamerlin, Favis Navy or was before I took a desk job.” He said, introductions could wait for formality and time to do them properly.

“I just Lost a few bits in the career change.” He joked darkly as he had an eye patch and Several fingers replaced on his right hand.

Just had to wait for orders.

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Lord and lady Coswain

The Moon Temple

Lord and Lady Coswain had a better view of this representation of the church than others, sure she was on the younger side but she had not seemed to have been dragged into political and other battles that some pushed instead of their duty to the moon goddess. Least that was their first impression. “It's less cute when her feet are as cold as a winter peak, but… I still love her regardless.” Lord Coswain said as he dragged it out teasing Persephone and giving the priestess a nod. Truth be told he didn't always feel blessed, he had outlived many people he would rather not have but then again.. He had his family.

“You're lucky I said yes to you” Persephone said with confidence but they clearly were not hurt feelings. “We have not been in ideal times, if you need some time, please take what you need. We are stuck here till spring most likely so not going anywhere.” Attempting a long journey into Lunaris in the winter over the mountains would be foolhardy at best. Persephone shoved a pain in her temple aside, and carried on. “I do mean that,” She said, trying to not command but state the facts, if they had to wait for her to get her things together to do it right, well what was a few more days.

The two looked at each other and their was no need to have a verbal extended conversation. After over 20 years you just knew and they nodded. “We would like you to do it. However we are happy to wait if you need to consult for advice and check what you need to send letters.” Adonis placed a gold coin down to pay for the postal service fees.

They both knew, they had talked and the question was not really a question, the couple gave a nod and carried on. “Subtle as a battering ram Adon…” Though she did not mind and he had tried to help, soldiers were soldiers. Some things never changed. Persephone Massaged her temple and waved it off, just a headache, she had them regularly since the whole eternal moonrise became reality.

“Anyone who wishes to attend is welcome, I'll ask Hector to ensure certain trouble makers stay out, we can always set Daphne on them. I'm sure the Lady Selene would agree, we need a little life in these times. its less custom but times are not normal.” Persephone said, though she could not hide the pain she was in or the fact however many times she had them her partner was making soothing circles on the back of her hand. Correction, he was her soldier, however elevated his rank. They used a different term but it meant the same goddess, the respect was the same though the name was different.

“As.. Ask Sya, her new bakery might be willing to help too. She is… a determined lady. She will make sure as long as you. Pay her.” Even a relatively forward thinking Lunarian It was hard to get over the idea blightborn were openly about, running business, and operating alongside many of the main roles in town. People could take change but slowly, however she did trust Sya to respect gold, and gold was a universal language.

The Pain and pressure grew and she needed some fresh air, she needed to get out… Something for a reason… She had to…”Excuse me, Adon, I need some fresh Air, please finish up for me, i'll be fine…I just need air… Sorry, the… i need air ” She got up and left, giving the priestess an apologetic look and walked out a little less steady as she headed for the door and the lake where the Temple lay on the shore.

“Sure Seph, stay close, il be over soon.” He spoke with concern, she got them and it still scares him however much he knew they would pass.

“My wife, she has had dreams ever since the night it got worse, she means no disrespect. It just gets too much sometimes for her to manage. I just hope this blessing helps in some way.” He could not hide his concern for Persephone and he trusted her to keep their secrets, she was a priestess in a Temple, his gut feeling was telling him she was trustworthy and honourable. “I have never done this before, so please let me know what Information you need, as I will do my best to help. Or you can ask us, my squire or my freinds aid any time.” He said smoothly, who knew if they missed anything or some small detail, Persephone deserved it to be right.

“Also, can you work in Sapphire Blue or purple, they are her favourite colours. I'm not just good with a sword. That and inwould like to add Aurlailans to any honour guard, as a gesture to the Princes unity.” He chose to add, "she would appreciate the touch, flowers are out, but whatever you can make do.” Flowers or greenery would not really be an option in times such as this but there Might be some way to bring her colours she enjoyed into the event. The touch about unity was political but the Prince was their main benefactor now, so they would support it in a small way.

He cast a look back, Persephone would not go far and he could easily track her path in the snow.

…

Persephone had made her way to the lakeshore and sat on a fallen tree looking towards the mountains, the feeling did not lessen, something was coming…

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Empire of the Clouds

Post Captain Le Marinier

Hopes small flame.
Escape or Die.

War came to the Capital, fires burned and the chaos had already come, the ordered city and quiet meals over a glass of wine and a good seafood were not the noises that filled the streets. Panic was very much the emotions of the city. Smoke came out black, the glow of oranges, yellows and reds.

Hamelin looked from side to side to compensate for his long lost eye as a younger officer, he glanced about the corners, the alleys and the many back ways of the city that ran like an entire network of layers the city possessed upon layers.

He caught one thing, one opportunity and found a route consulting the map he gathered about the city, an easy route and the best option that was viable. The main travel routes would be chaos, the transport was down, so he had to get… creative.

Making his way there he felt not quite the same younger man who could have ran the whole way without pausing he used to be, youth was tempered by experience and cunning though and he made his way with care, minimising his challenges and threats he would have to face. He had to use his weapon but that using the over built and reinforced firearm as a melee weapon to dissuade a desperate man. The loud report of the .455 pattern resolver was hardly discreet.

With this approach he made his way to his target though both without contact, one enemy soldier had a knife into his neck slacking off with a looted cigarette. Dragging him away he was disappointed in his gain, the rifle would be too much of an obvious thing, the bayonet was too long and his training did not cover the use of that option. To further disappointment his pack was mostly empty but took a short break, smoking a cigarette while he rested some minutes alway having availed himself with the remains of the soldiers canteen. The only real thing was to use a small hand drawn soldier's map that told him where they had set a checkpoint and a short cross study told him where to avoid.

One more was evaded and a 3rd group was distracted by looting as they had pushed deeper, but became distracted by a ladies shop for silken things, likely looting it for lady friends back home, or maybe clean and quality material to tightly tie bandages close. Both likely.

The Favain officer met thankfully little else resistance as he broke into part of the city he knew well, having been up near the main seat of government many times on official and social gatherings. He was under No illusions the soldiers invading would regard the international conventions, diplomatic status or his officer rank to help him at all. Probably means he died more than less.

…

It was an hour later he finally bet his life or death. He had been survailing from an alleyway and a broken gate, he saw no obvious trap so he put his Revolver to his side in a ready but not hostile gesture and spoke clearly. The gates were not guarded, the people absent and the area was strewn with detritus of chaos, in the distance he could just about see destroyed and burning airframes twisted in far distances like a child's toy dropped. This was one of the few left able to fly. Those air frames were soon lost behind another drift of a thick choking black smoke and sounds of distant crump of heavy siege guns pounding strong points that remained standing.

An airship marked with the number 27 on its side, intact at least externally, no major holes or blasted sections of steel turned to scrap. It would have to do.

“Favian, Post Captain Le Marinier. Just looking for a way out of the city, assuming you can still fly. Permission to come aboard Airship 27. Last I saw the enemy was moving on the 7th lower circular mostly.” He called up carefully, it was a risk, he could be shot but he would be careful…. The place being so deserted and abandoned was….wrong. The air ship docks could be so busy with people and cargo you could barely swing a clownish.

Either he was dead…or he was not. But right now, he had to try something. A slim chance was better than no chance.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Dawn Haven _ “Bath House”

Snuggle Snakey times! With thr Blightborn Simmmer society's Soak

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.

As Sya comfort grew she let more of her tail out the water and began to visibly calm down again, Sya by virtue of the “Gifts” she had been given did not hide her emotions well on eye, or now body language. She was an open book if you read her right least as to her mood or how she felt about something. Oh she could keep a secret and maybe gossip a little but never secrets but if someone was openly flirting or so in the eye, that was fair game.

She turned to look at both of them, she would be glad to see them both at the Eye, they tended to have not been her regular customers and would be glad to add a few more, maybe hopefully friends to that. Sya was still very much a woman under the scales and cyclopian features, she hurt, wanted friends, to enjoy her life much as any other resident of the town. “Friendsss are always welcome at the Eye, as is Gold, both are always welcome under my roof. That will never change.” Sya was mixing a little hope and Sass into that one. She also was deeply proud of what she had achieved, even if Sya was still getting used how to handle the praise and respect she got.

“If anyone gIvessss you trouble, feel free to send them out the door. Painfully.” Sya had a slightly vicious undertone, she was still a blightborn and not entirely tame, friends however where firmly to be protected, she had a moral code even if it was a little…broken.

That unsurity came through when Kira made a rather passionate defence of her and statement of being more in one scale than the entire man. It was raw and had a very much unrestrained and direct honesty about it. Orion's respect was evident and he seemed to have a different aspect but the other side of the same coin. People seemed to value Sya and what she did and she could not hide the blush and flush of emotions as well as happy tears.

“Thankyou, you …. Do not know how it feels sss… Hard day...“Sya stuttered again and hissed before she moved more rapidly than most would expect someone with such a tail pulling Kira first and embracing her, she was impulsive and knew it, but right now did not care. They were blightborn but they were good people, even if they had their …problems.

She had to refrain from using her tail as her mind tried to humanise her gestures and stop her more… Snake instincts from overriding. Sya let a likely surprised Kira go, before she pushed away letting her muscular lower body glide through the water in a serpentine S pattern before engulfing him in a well meant hug too. “Your friendsss, now you have to drop by the Eye. Bring your gold and enjoy yourself.” Sya just said and a little of her unpredictable Sassy nature as she pulled back not before giving his pecs an appreciative squeeze, firm and muscular.

“He firm, no filler here, all quality steak this one, a good egg this one, Yolk and shell.” Sya said with a cheeky look to Kira as she found a place to recline again and drank a little of the wine. Snaking her tail through the water, Sya watched how the moonlight glittered off blue scales, deep blue and a mix of bright sharp highlights and deep blue moving under the steaming water.

Sya Leant back using her tail to return the wine in a show of dexterity, she had to use that as a method of practice to try and learn to use her limb, first standing and stability, second how to move and then finer controls. She could not be knocking things over and breaking everything about her new body. “My emotionsss are a little… over the place today. I can be impulsive.” Sya apologised a little, but she very much admitted part of her blightborn change was an impulsive nature.

Sya returned her tail closer to her resting it and leaving it half out of the water, keeping warm but not hiding either. She caught them in passing and was a sneaky way to work exactly where they sat, if she felt playful. Sya was a weird character, Foolish, lacking awareness or being dull where very much the opposite of her nature.

“Opps” she said though it was probably clear she was not at all sorry.

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