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Jason comes and grabs me out of bed all excited about something. It's barely sunup and he's pushing me to a window and pointing up into the air above the city. I don't see a damn thing except blinding sunlight. After he manages to calm down and I manage to wake up some, he explains. He sees an airship hovering above town. No one else does. I'm willing to take his word for it. I tried reading out and sure enough, I can detect thought floating above the city, at least 15 people. Some kind of invisibility spell I'm guessing. I didn't detect hostility so I figured it belonged to one of the representatives and they were just checking things out before landing. I put the incident out of my mind and went and had breakfast. A few hours later, it's still there. I ended up grabbing Jason and headed over to the Hind to inform our pilot, Marika, of it so she doesn't have the worlds first midair collision when she takes off for a trading run. Then he showed up. An unassuming sun priest with a staff. He wandered over and started asking questions. Who owned this airship, who made it, who made the modifications and so on. I may
of
figured the guy as just a curious priest with an interest for airships except that his staff looked suspiciously like a long rifle with a sun church symbol sticking out of the barrel. Jason noticed too from the sudden change of his stance. He had a very guarded mind, enough so that I couldn't have
dove
in without him noticing and resisting. So I made myself clear. I drew my pistol on him. Most people here wouldn't know what it was. I saw recognition in his eyes. Before I could make my demand of him, to explain himself, he fired off some blinding light. By the time I recovered he was gone and Jason said the airship was starting to pull away, heading north. I'd have had the Hind give chase if we were all here, but we're scattered around town. We're going to resupply and head off after them.
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Jason comes and grabs me out of bed all excited about something. It's barely sunup and he's pushing me to a window and pointing up into the air above the city. I don't see a damn thing except blinding sunlight. After he manages to calm down and I manage to wake up some, he explains. He sees an airship hovering above town. No one else does. I'm willing to take his word for it. I tried reading out and sure enough, I can detect thought floating above the city, at least 15 people. Some kind of invisibility spell I'm guessing. I didn't detect hostility so I figured it belonged to one of the representatives and they were just checking things out before landing. I put the incident out of my mind and went and had breakfast. A few hours later, it's still there. I ended up grabbing Jason and headed over to the Hind to inform our pilot, Marika, of it so she doesn't have the worlds first midair collision when she takes off for a trading run. Then he showed up. An unassuming sun priest with a staff. He wandered over and started asking questions. Who owned this airship, who made it, who made the modifications and so on. I may
have
figured the guy as just a curious priest with an interest for airships except that his staff looked suspiciously like a long rifle with a sun church symbol sticking out of the barrel. Jason noticed too from the sudden change of his stance. He had a very guarded mind, enough so that I couldn't have
dived
in without him noticing and resisting. So I made myself clear. I drew my pistol on him. Most people here wouldn't know what it was. I saw recognition in his eyes. Before I could make my demand of him, to explain himself, he fired off some blinding light. By the time I recovered he was gone and Jason said the airship was starting to pull away, heading north. I'd have had the Hind give chase if we were all here, but we're scattered around town. We're going to resupply and head off after them.
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We made it to Eridale, best known for its Guardocracy and ticketing a horse because of
it's
shoes. We arrived around midnight and landed outside the city limits due to their stupid laws for the night. Austin finished his tracking lens. It's a small circular lens he connected to a frame so it can be worn over an eye. While looking through it, airships leave behind a colored trail based on the specific spells used for
it's
propulsion. The Hind's are green. We don't see any others in the area which means we lost the trail. We're not even going to bother to visit
at
this hellhole, we're just going to take off come morning and head for Aeyllin. It should be a three day ride and if we have any problems, we'll be passing near Wildlake and New Chicago. Jason has become our official backup pilot and flies the nightshift because of his eye. We drew straws and I am next in line to learn how to fly this thing followed by Alex. So my days now begin with me hanging out near our lovely pilot. I hope Jason doesn't get jealous.
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We made it to Eridale, best known for its Guardocracy and ticketing a horse because of
its
shoes. We arrived around midnight and landed outside the city limits due to their stupid laws for the night. Austin finished his tracking lens. It's a small circular lens he connected to a frame so it can be worn over an eye. While looking through it, airships leave behind a colored trail based on the specific spells used for
their
propulsion. The Hind's are green. We don't see any others in the area which means we lost the trail. We're not even going to bother to visit this hellhole, we're just going to take off come morning and head for Aeyllin. It should be a three day ride and if we have any problems, we'll be passing near Wildlake and New Chicago. Jason has become our official backup pilot and flies the nightshift because of his eye. We drew straws and I am next in line to learn how to fly this thing followed by Alex. So my days now begin with me hanging out near our lovely pilot. I hope Jason doesn't get jealous.
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Flying an airship isn't that difficult, you know, until you want to turn or anything. I don't suppose it helps that our airship has all these extra controls for the flaps, ailerons and canards that Austin installed. The most difficult part though? Standing in one spot all day. Yeah, that's real fun. I have our pilot looking over my shoulder the whole time, which to be honest, I really need. One wrong move and we crash and burn. Speaking of crashing and burning, our mains went out. Austin got them up while the auxiliaries did their job. That's two times those things have saved our asses so far. After our pilot took over, we broke out my kindle and we all watched Strange Days. It's been
awhile
. Marcus started joking that he had been thinking of how to convert the movie into a play for
awhile
now. We egged him on for
awhile
about doing it but he doesn't want to be a theater writer, just a bard. A bard married to a dragon. A dragon with her hands in his pockets, and only for the money that's in them. At least that's how I see it. I know they love each other and all of that, it's just that she needs to learn her place amongst us. It certainly isn't overlord, that's for damned sure.
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Flying an airship isn't that difficult, you know, until you want to turn or anything. I don't suppose it helps that our airship has all these extra controls for the flaps, ailerons and canards that Austin installed. The most difficult part though? Standing in one spot all day. Yeah, that's real fun. I have our pilot looking over my shoulder the whole time, which to be honest, I really need. One wrong move and we crash and burn. Speaking of crashing and burning, our mains went out. Austin got them up while the auxiliaries did their job. That's two times those things have saved our asses so far. After our pilot took over, we broke out my kindle and we all watched Strange Days. It's been
a while
. Marcus started joking that he had been thinking of how to convert the movie into a play for
a while
now. We egged him on for
a while
about doing it but he doesn't want to be a theater writer, just a bard. A bard married to a dragon. A dragon with her hands in his pockets, and only for the money that's in them. At least that's how I see it. I know they love each other and all of that, it's just that she needs to learn her place amongst us. It certainly isn't overlord, that's for damned sure.
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I paid a visit to the sun church today. They deserved to know what happened. I told them all, everything. I even showed a few of them that wanted to see. When I left, they were all in prayer. Some of them believe that she's ascended to her own divine throne, others think she's now the right hand of the sun god while a few think she simply died. Maybe they'll get their answers from their god. Anyways, I dropped off some things at the University when Raina showed up. She invented an interest rate based on how long Marcus is away from home combined with how dangerous the adventure is. What does she even need all this money for anyways? She's already living better
then
the average person in this city, which is already more advanced than most cities out there! They have bikes and sewers for fuck's sake. So my options were clear. Erase my existence from her mind, punch her or we go somewhere nice and have a long talk. The first two options would have been the most satisfying. Oh, so satisfying. Instead, we went and had a nice talk at the cafe with some coffee. There was snarling involved. The dragon perspective is an odd one. They love their wealth and wealth isn't always money or jewels. Once she had figured out what we were, she decided that us Terrans were part of her treasure hoard, and that lately, we weren't working hard enough to make her money pile even bigger. Her naive expectations were that we'd be throwing fist fulls of money at her, joyful to have a dragon in our midst because she's a dragon while she protects us from the world with her dragonness. She didn't take my rebuke well. I'm probably going to get a visit from Marcus in an hour or so about it. Fucking dragons.
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I paid a visit to the sun church today. They deserved to know what happened. I told them all, everything. I even showed a few of them that wanted to see. When I left, they were all in prayer. Some of them believe that she's ascended to her own divine throne, others think she's now the right hand of the sun god while a few think she simply died. Maybe they'll get their answers from their god. Anyways, I dropped off some things at the University when Raina showed up. She invented an interest rate based on how long Marcus is away from home combined with how dangerous the adventure is. What does she even need all this money for anyways? She's already living better
than
the average person in this city, which is already more advanced than most cities out there! They have bikes and sewers for fuck's sake. So my options were clear. Erase my existence from her mind, punch her or we go somewhere nice and have a long talk. The first two options would have been the most satisfying. Oh, so satisfying. Instead, we went and had a nice talk at the cafe with some coffee. There was snarling involved. The dragon perspective is an odd one. They love their wealth and wealth isn't always money or jewels. Once she had figured out what we were, she decided that us Terrans were part of her treasure hoard, and that lately, we weren't working hard enough to make her money pile even bigger. Her naive expectations were that we'd be throwing fist fulls of money at her, joyful to have a dragon in our midst because she's a dragon while she protects us from the world with her dragonness. She didn't take my rebuke well. I'm probably going to get a visit from Marcus in an hour or so about it. Fucking dragons.
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We got our own place finally! It was an old two story inn that closed down recently, which should suit our space requirements. We did a thorough check of the structure, made sure it wasn't about to collapse, made sure it wasn't haunted, made sure it had the resources we need like
it's
own sewer and well access before we bought it. We're in the process of moving in and cleaning it up. Austin is making some magic lighting for the rooms and Jason, Mike and Max are out picking up some furniture. I'm on cleaning duty with the rest. We have finally accepted Mike's warlock girlfriend, Cherri, into our little group and she's helping out. Once we get the place cleaned up, we're going to see if we can't invent indoor plumbing, or at least a magic variant. In other news, the Hind is running cargo between Aeyllin and Brightly again. Raina wanted to start micromanaging our side shipping business but I don't trust her with our money. Sure, she wouldn't outright steal, she'd come up with silly dragon taxes or flying reptile interest rates instead.
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We got our own place finally! It was an old two story inn that closed down recently, which should suit our space requirements. We did a thorough check of the structure, made sure it wasn't about to collapse, made sure it wasn't haunted, made sure it had the resources we need like
its
own sewer and well access before we bought it. We're in the process of moving in and cleaning it up. Austin is making some magic lighting for the rooms and Jason, Mike and Max are out picking up some furniture. I'm on cleaning duty with the rest. We have finally accepted Mike's warlock girlfriend, Cherri, into our little group and she's helping out. Once we get the place cleaned up, we're going to see if we can't invent indoor plumbing, or at least a magic variant. In other news, the Hind is running cargo between Aeyllin and Brightly again. Raina wanted to start micromanaging our side shipping business but I don't trust her with our money. Sure, she wouldn't outright steal, she'd come up with silly dragon taxes or flying reptile interest rates instead.
==Journal Entry 339==
==Journal Entry 339==