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Empire of the Clouds

Hamerlin Le mariner

It was not what he wnated to do as Hamerlin gripped the nav desk and took out a silver hip flask, a short swig to manage his nerves and flash back.

“BATTERY ZULU READY” as the last turret chimed over the net and every station reported, Battery Bravo, his gun was ready as could be and loading shells into a pair of massive guns.

The secondary was online, main, damage control…it was coming to life in organised chaos, that only the Navy could master like this. Around 1000 pounds of shell was worked up on chains and brought into the loading cradle, rams drove it home and the powder in a single fluid movement. The breach closed with shouts and confirms running like clockwork.

“All guns ready sir” Came the cry and then the wait, 5…10 minutes, shells slammed into the water about them but they held for the range was not accurate and they held their first clean best shots.

Only when the rage master called the solution, did he drop his arm. “Fire, Fire ..” He shouted and braced as hundreds of tons of metal recoiled hard into buffers the size of men in width.

“Reload, AP.” He called. That was the last he remembered, until he woke up on a hospital ship.
…

“Captain, Welcome to the fun part.” he said as he fortified his resolve, turning to the map chart and the plan, he was responsible… He had a duty to do. His… Battle shock as it had to take second place, he could break later. Not now. His joke was weak but an attempt to show he was fighting his fears not being ruled by them.

“Helm…” He said slowly but regained his cool confident tones.

“Bring us about to 220, when we lift. This will narrow our profile from their cannons, should they take the fort's guns. Turn randomly, adjust our speed, heading and height by margins so they cannot get an as easy firing solution but no more than 15 degrees off 220 as we stray into other battery zones of fire.. Hold until we are at least 10 miles out.” He spoke calmly and coolly, he forced the old Favis military school lessons into his brain as he stood, he held his nerve even when he was a damaged man.

Was it paranoid? Probably but they would not want to be predictable, they would throw off the enemy aim, should they try anything.

“After 10 miles we should be safe to resume our normal course of 185, and steady speed And height. “ He laid the plan out clearly. A few may really not like his making the airship a little less smooth, but they could complain when they were alive.

It was like a Dreadnought.. kinda…breaking up their pattern and calculated location that could be used against them. That was the plan anyway.

Realms of Sun & Shadow

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Daphne

Lunaris Temple

Medical hand holding is a thing. Temple. Of the Heart....

Daphne was moving, getting herself to feet slowly as she grabbed her swords she had put down sitting with Kat to help, going over to check any windows where they were securely bolted. While defensive was not always the best plan, with only two combat ready, unknown foes and an unknown situation it was best to hold where they could at least defend. She stretched her arms over her head, even in armour her figure was evidently as Amazonian as her height.

“Sure, I'll make sure they are safe.” Daphne said, hauling the heavy window bar closed without much effort to securely baton it down and checked the other room . It was not as heavy as she had to do in her training, that was tough as she was far less fit then.

“Windows are barred, the fact we have not changed anything outside helps us, they might pass us by. We can least stay warm, dry and out of sight in accommodation quarters. They are smaller, easier to heat and protect.” Daphne added, the snow was churned up anyway all over town so it should not look wrong.

Katherine interrupted her ability to add more, she Was new to the temple, not ideal but she knew Temples from her youth, to some degree, much larger and a different design but there were always a few key features the same. Seluna forgave her, her military trained mind saw the Temple pool as a source of safe water, she did not want to have to but Seluna would not mind if they used it to keep the faithful alive?

“No Cellar, We be backed like rats, at least here we have room to fight. Seluna forgive me.” She said looking at the symbol as she used the Temple as an impromptu fortress.

“I was raised in such places, I did not expect to be having to stand here, clad In armour and weapons planning this defence..” Daphne said somewhat torn and her bright violet eyes conflicted about the matter.

“I feel …wrong.” Daphne admitted as she paced, her heavy plates and leather clinking softly as she paced clad in 4 visible blades about her hips and body.

“Thank the goddess” Daphne said with all sincerity as she watched Katherine raise a protection over the Temple, her soft words were powerful and felt automatically and rapidly safer in a sense. Whatever she did worked and felt like a blessing.

Daphne was having feelings and feelings that were making her feel guilty, Kat was opening her bright eyes and her pendant was glowing softly with power. Was it sacrilegious, her feelings were feeling… pulling her to something and had no idea if It was personal or something else…

Daphne looked at Kat, she mentally called her Kat. Kat, not priestess Katherine…Kat. Her feelings were rather protective and confusing right now.

She hesitated as a traitorous thought crossed her mind, one she did not need running though her mind. “We should get to the accommodation, it will be tight but safer Together than separated, plus easier to keep warm.” She repeated herself a little, a sign of nerves.

She spoke and paused, a hand fiddled with the hilt of her sword, a nervous gesture she had not done in a while, as she looked about.

“Come on Persephone" as she helped her up, the older woman made a gesture of Selene towards the the priestess and whispered quickly to Daphne.

“Thankyou, Daphne is right, we are safe as reasonable, we should not clog the streets and let the guards do their work. B… Nathanial is it? I owe you cookies? Pastries? And I will repay you. I bake, no refusing. Priestess, thankyou. I always found the godess came in dark times.” A less steady but still able to force herself to stand, her uniform was less armoured than Daphne's and she bore more heraldry and details. The Sage was the wrong nation to decode them for the most part. She made the last part as a weak joke, whilst her job was serious, her life was balanced by light pursuits and hobbies.

Her last part she said softly and respectfully, Seluna had come through for them, she could feel…better somehow.

…

Daphne let her be, Persephone was independent and she would ask for help if she needed it.

“Sorry, Nathanial, I'm about to do something I pebbly should not, but I did spot a wash basin in the other rooms, you might be able to at least get the blood out your hair and smell a little nicer.”

Her hand bounced on her hilt as she approached the shorter woman, blonde haired to her brown, and goddess forgive her, all too cute. All too Kat.

“Forgive me, but I will not be dishonest here. Even if I'm selfish, silly and stupid. Even if…it still protects you regardless of anything.” Daphne said slowly and deliberately, like her Knight she never lied in a Temple.

She raised a hand and lifted Kats head slowly and bent down on her knees, eyes closing catching one last glimpse of her cute Kat, she did the one stupid thing her brain pushed.

Kat kissed her softly on the lips and hoped she would not be damned for having a weak resolve for this cute woman. She said softly and with difficultly. "if I was unlucky I could of been Sir Abel. I regret not trying. "

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really.

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too

Sya felt an odd sense of companionable agreement with Nesna as they talked, she was totally different to Sya, she spoke funny and had a few odd tics that Say had to investigate. However the woman was interesting, she was a colourful Gen in a dull land, ironic given she was literally grey but since when did Sya mind make any sense.

The grey.. winged, 4 eyed, whatever else was hidden under her dress changed woman did smile though and Sya was not exactly able to judge since she had her legs promptly transformed and gained a whole new limb out of the deal. She began to work out her expressive aspects though.

“Yes Tea, I Take it you like Tea huh.” Sya joked and her eye lit up a little more, her emotions and her form were tied together very deeply and she wore her heart on her…well herself. Her tail reacted too and independent of her almost positioned to be more shiny In the light and made small motions that followed her own hands. Sya had been forced to… become one with two very different parts of her, in order to survive.

“We can do tea.. with salt? I'm not sure how it's meant to be done, but we have biscuits and cheese or something. Umm, I kinda don't eat…solid food… but I can treat you.” Sya admitted as she shifted in her scales a little flexing and giving a little awkward smile, I'd Nesna wanted a little cake, they would make it happen.

Damaged eggs, they all were damaged eggs, in some form or another, each one hurt or chipped…But still here, still trying to make a life out of hand the gods had chosen to curse them with. Lepers…she frowned mentally a little but the fact was…sadly true, to most of the people beyond the far borders they were basically the unclean reminders of a threat, monsters even if they wanted to be human…

“We are still people with a heart, with a Yolk, Our shells have been beaten by the bad spoons but we are still here, even if we need to remember. Our yolks have not gone off, Our shells just are not like they used to be.” Sya said talking with her hands more as she grew more emotive, her tail making gestures like her hands as she spoke. Sya despite everything still wanted to spread joy and a little hope, maybe it was fruitless but she tried to make the Eye a place where people would want to be, where people would not be dragged down deeper than they were.

“I hope it's better, Make no mistake, we are far from … well being good, but life here finds a way. The Prince gave me a fresh start, something, something of my own, and i'm truly thankful.” Sya said, she was oddly feeling … strange, Sya could Not understand it and her own mind was well, anyone venturing there would find a very very nasty surprise. Her mental stability was an interesting concept.

Sya was not sure how this woman would take it so she just offered Nesna her hand, friendship, a small pale hand very much human. Sya was not a tall woman or large 5 feet tall ish and petite apart from her notable exception. She had not really seen the sun in…she lost count really, it hurt, the darkness had been a friend.

“You sure love Tea” Sya laughed and there was no upset in it. “Tea, well I got some Auralian black. I was told it was…general? Umm.. every Day Tea? But the Chai smelt so good, spicey, Hot,

Traders bring some… it depends, I've not really known any pattern, its what makes it to us.

Umm… I might need help… I never had tea growing up. Please help me. Borderlands Tea was a luxury only lords got.” Sya said in a quiet voice at the end. She knew who would but he would not take her gold and she would not pay him if she could at all help it. Ayel.

Sya hoped Nesna would return her kindness, if she throw it back Sya would probably break utterly, she had enough today. She felt …mixed feelings, but the alarms she hoped Eris was OK, Orion, Kira…she considered them friends if they had not warmed up to themselves yet. They were out from their unknown, and she could do nothing to help or find out. Much as was confused at least one, she would hug them nonetheless.

She doubted even the hardest up guard would realise she was one of few who could see through the darkness like daylight.

Sya just hoped her friends were safe and a hand went to the smith's token about her neck, an old and proud Symbol of her family. Sya was the last, but she was still here. “I'm..just worried about my friends. I have a few ernough, and i not wish them to be hurt.” She admitted being unable to hide her feelings to anyone who looked carefully at her.

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Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of Beholder”

Debuff. Snek in need of hug. Really. Also Tea. Muse made Snek sad.

Now with 50% more blood alcohol content.
Sloshed snakes can slither too

Sya was reading the guest list for the 5th time and the map of the Inn, tracking the lines, the entry points, the locked warehouse and the entry to the secure storage below. The lower levels were not on this map but she knew them, every bit she had helped design and plan when they expanded the Inn, and her idea for an escape tunnel given by Gadez… it might have been handy ya know. Maybe they needed a hidden…. Citadel of sorts down there, it would be hard to build secretly…buy their ws plenty of land and no one else seemed to be digging down…. Sya was one of few she knew who had such an extensive series of rooms below ground in town.

Hmm. Perhaps he was right, the broken and damaged eggs should make a box, a family of sorts, and look after each other in this harsh world. A family of choice and friendship, not blood and marriage.

She turned her head, the single large expressive eye turned on the grey skin and 4 eyes of Nesna, another blightborn “blessed” like she was with extraordinary features and changes beyond the norm even for their own kind of a sort.

Sya was not concerned about her choice of clothes that fit her more revealing than before, the leather was more snug, but honestly her eye and now cobalt scales seemed to draw more attention than a short skirt and a fortune hugging top. Really, she had died, reborn, changed, lost everything… She was not ashamed about showing her skin.

wait…how did she get there…had Sya been that out of mental notice she missed a woman sitting next to her. Sya sighed her eye and body language showing she was tired, hurt and her spoon draw was far less full than before the day started. “Yes, I just wanted to share a success with my friend, a new venture, my latest achievement, it hurts. Sorry, I'm not the most joyful right now Nesna. My Bakery, distillery, to make something here…” Sya didn't bother to hide her mood and her hurt soul, her eye, tail and nature did not let her. She was in a funk and her supposed grand opening was remembered for such things now.

One of Syas quirks was that she was an open emotional book, an open story for all to read if they could see to understand. “Has it? No one died, sure someone got hurt when some wolves got too close, or alarms when someone thought they saw an Ember beast, but… No, this is a first. Their was a incident with a shoval dad but thay was resolved safely.” She said evenly trying to not dump her trauma on a guest.

The lamia was not sure why she was open to Nesna, but trusted her feelings and her tone of voice, she seemed to be… Sympathetic to the innkeeper.

“Be careful, even after this, the damaged eggs have to stick together. The clean eggs might be wary of us, because this hurts them to the Yolk, which Sir Abel considered was a good egg. The Spoons might be harder than normal. Most are devnt eggs, but bad spoons will try, Avoid Lord Ayel. Of Rum..whatever soft sunlander” Sya tail, gave a weaker wave and made itself known, sometimes it just seemed to have a life of its own. She said the name with disdain but her words before had a tinge of caution and care about them, she did not want to see Nesna hurt.

Her words fell into borderland phrases and sub Language quirks of Sya herself.

Syas' mood changed a little as she noted Nesna seemed to have a little of a… familiar yolk about her, she had been cracked and the spoon had tried to hurt her but she had managed to outlast the spoon for now. “Would you like to join me for tea, some time in the future Miss Nesna, my apartments have a rather nice double height snug and private parlour.”

Syas pride had returned a little as she spoke of what she had built her body language and eye mirrored. Sya was cursed to always tell what her heart felt.

“I purchased a tea set, and I would like friends to share it with Miss Nesna.” She said honesty and vulnerability, she wanted to share her success and make the most of what life gave her, and the chances she had. Sya had a very good understanding of people and Nesna did not cause her to want to guard up like a castle, she felt... like she needed a friend too. Even if the 4 eyes where a little peculiar to where one should look.

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