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@Lambi@Mictlan93@Corsair
So, since it appears that Master Alexander hasn't been able to post, I would like everyone to just go about as if they have been patched up. Can't have everyone waiting around forever for a post that might never happen.
So, since it appears that Master Alexander hasn't been able to post, I would like everyone to just go about as if they have been patched up. Can't have everyone waiting around forever for a post that might never happen.
@Coga19000
No certain reply. He's asking questions that you likely wouldn't know the answer to unless your character wandered around outside reasonably often.
No certain reply. He's asking questions that you likely wouldn't know the answer to unless your character wandered around outside reasonably often.
Raven glanced over at the metal guards, then back down at the man and his...machines. This fellow was definitely a strange one.
"Righteousness of our journey? You have a very strange way of speaking, Johnathan Silvas. And I wonder what repairs you intend to do when we already have them well in hand. What is it you really want of me and my ship, mage? In case it was not obvious, I am in a bit of a rush as getting through the storm was the faster alternative till waiting till it cleared..." Raven paused, then decided maybe this fellow could be useful for something.
"Tell me, did you happen to see any other ships near here? Or any individuals happening by with any boxes?" Raven waved off one of the metal troops, who jumped from the ship to the ground without so much as a flinch. Striding past Johnathan, the mechanical soldier went about making sure the area around them was secure.
As Vanahara made her way to the steamworks room, it was obvious that this was where all the action was happening....also where the most armor was as the metal door even seemed especially thick. As she approached, a man with an arm of metal looked the mage over, giving her a small wave.
"Mage, right? I hear you can help patch up some of the holes we have going on in here...Just don't put your hands in anything moving, cause I don't think the engine or your hands would appreciate that." The man pulled open the door, and inside was no shortage of spinning gears, pipes, and machinery of all kinds spinning, pumping, and some of it screeching as men and women alike ran about trying to keep things moving smoothly.
Most notable in the room where a few ice spikes which still sat in the room, directly across from the holes that now sat in the hull. There were other bits that some gave space to, like the bits of metal which still gave off a red glow, which from time to time an engineer would spit at which would cause steam to rise.
"We just need help with the stuff that....well, just cut right through everything."
"Righteousness of our journey? You have a very strange way of speaking, Johnathan Silvas. And I wonder what repairs you intend to do when we already have them well in hand. What is it you really want of me and my ship, mage? In case it was not obvious, I am in a bit of a rush as getting through the storm was the faster alternative till waiting till it cleared..." Raven paused, then decided maybe this fellow could be useful for something.
"Tell me, did you happen to see any other ships near here? Or any individuals happening by with any boxes?" Raven waved off one of the metal troops, who jumped from the ship to the ground without so much as a flinch. Striding past Johnathan, the mechanical soldier went about making sure the area around them was secure.
As Vanahara made her way to the steamworks room, it was obvious that this was where all the action was happening....also where the most armor was as the metal door even seemed especially thick. As she approached, a man with an arm of metal looked the mage over, giving her a small wave.
"Mage, right? I hear you can help patch up some of the holes we have going on in here...Just don't put your hands in anything moving, cause I don't think the engine or your hands would appreciate that." The man pulled open the door, and inside was no shortage of spinning gears, pipes, and machinery of all kinds spinning, pumping, and some of it screeching as men and women alike ran about trying to keep things moving smoothly.
Most notable in the room where a few ice spikes which still sat in the room, directly across from the holes that now sat in the hull. There were other bits that some gave space to, like the bits of metal which still gave off a red glow, which from time to time an engineer would spit at which would cause steam to rise.
"We just need help with the stuff that....well, just cut right through everything."
"Rest easy mages...though it seems most of you were not even rattled by our landing. Just a few bumps and bruises for most of you! Shake it off like some good soldiers, and I think you might just be warrior material." Raven said with a chuckle, letting the mages wander off to meet Alexander before being interrupted by a metal soldier. Giving a quick nod, he made his way to the upper deck where the large rotating blades that had been holding them in the sky were still in their lowered position, and if the ship were to turn them back on would make little sliced bits of anything.
Raven did not concern himself with such things, and instead was interested in the figures that had approached his ship. He began to wonder if the mages had a different way of communication? Unlikely, but it might explain a few things that would happen when they were doing their work. Regardless, this new group was something to be either taken care of, or sent on its way.
Being flanked by two metal guards, who had collected a pair of crossbows, he went over to the edge.
"Greetings, wanderer. What exactly brings you so close to my ship? If you are looking for scraps, you are better off testing your luck against the storms than you are with us." Raven said, looking over the railing towards the fellow and his mechanical help. Has to be mage. "Unless you have other business that you wish to discuss? Though I cannot know what you intend to present to me out here as you are..."
Meanwhile, belowdecks, the workers who had been getting some care from Alexander were all now getting back to their duties, and checking on the impressive damage that had been done to their ship like peering into the gaping holes in some walls, pipes, and the armor itself around the ship. After the initial gawking was done, they all seemed to start to treat it as a usual thing, collecting metals and some spare bits of wood to try and patch up the collection of damage.
While this happened, a collection of beasts circled overhead, obviously not large enough to threaten the ship like it had before, but they were watching to see what would happen to their previous prey....and if they would be stuck there for some time. Some of the drakes and harpies landed nearby, but kept a very safe distance after a few got too close to the ship, and were grabbed and literally ripped limb from limb by another pair of metal soldiers. The body parts which they had casually tossed were not even attempted to be grabbed by the other drakes or harpies.
Raven did not concern himself with such things, and instead was interested in the figures that had approached his ship. He began to wonder if the mages had a different way of communication? Unlikely, but it might explain a few things that would happen when they were doing their work. Regardless, this new group was something to be either taken care of, or sent on its way.
Being flanked by two metal guards, who had collected a pair of crossbows, he went over to the edge.
"Greetings, wanderer. What exactly brings you so close to my ship? If you are looking for scraps, you are better off testing your luck against the storms than you are with us." Raven said, looking over the railing towards the fellow and his mechanical help. Has to be mage. "Unless you have other business that you wish to discuss? Though I cannot know what you intend to present to me out here as you are..."
Meanwhile, belowdecks, the workers who had been getting some care from Alexander were all now getting back to their duties, and checking on the impressive damage that had been done to their ship like peering into the gaping holes in some walls, pipes, and the armor itself around the ship. After the initial gawking was done, they all seemed to start to treat it as a usual thing, collecting metals and some spare bits of wood to try and patch up the collection of damage.
While this happened, a collection of beasts circled overhead, obviously not large enough to threaten the ship like it had before, but they were watching to see what would happen to their previous prey....and if they would be stuck there for some time. Some of the drakes and harpies landed nearby, but kept a very safe distance after a few got too close to the ship, and were grabbed and literally ripped limb from limb by another pair of metal soldiers. The body parts which they had casually tossed were not even attempted to be grabbed by the other drakes or harpies.
Indeed. The ship is now...somewhat clear of the storms. Still close enough that if you took a sprint you could probably get to the edge of it, but we are successfully on the other side of the storms after being bounced around from a ship meant for flying and taking cannon fire skidding along the ground.
Raven jumped down before Vanahara made it. Watching as the metal twisted about to seal the door from the now very angry things outside, Raven turned as a metal trooper stepped towards the mages, still hanging on to what appeared to be the limb of...something which had appeared to be ripped clean off. A collection of bloody feathers, blood, and other mess seemed to coat the metal armor, and the guard payed it no mind as they approached to give a report.
"Sir, we are ready to begin the propeller process. We are near edge of storm as reported by my comrade." The metal trooper said, still paying no mind to the blood and mess they carried.
"As you were, soldier. Mages, brace yourselves. We are not going to be quite as....airborne for a little bit. No worries, we'll be able to fly afterwords." Raven said, hooking himself around some pipes in what he hoped would keep him steady. They had only a few minutes to all get in position, and shouts echoed through the halls as the message spread like wildfire they were 'lowering the propellers' and 'gonna chop those bastards good'.
"Hang on tight. And...don't mind the screaming you'll likely hear. That would be them getting what they deserve." Raven continued, until there was a loud groan going through the ship and then the ship stopped rumbling. That particular change lasted just a moment as the ship slammed and skipped along the earth. The reason for this was only notable to the crew, and the creatures outside.
The propellers which had been helping keep the ship airborne began to lower, descending upon the unsuspecting creatures that were still lingering on and around the decks. As the spinning blades cut into the creatures, the ship lost what little altitude it had left as it had cleared the storms. With the cover of the storm no longer keeping the monsters in cover, many of them took off back into the relative safety of the storm. After skidding along the earth with the metal hull taking a beating, the ship finally skidded to a stop.
After having taken a few jumps, rumbling, bouncing, and just generally being shaken about in the metal ship, Raven chuckled as he rubbed his head from where he had smacked it against the pipe he had been clinging to keep from being tossed about too much as the ship had skimmed along the earth.
"....Well, hopefully most of you survived that...That was...quite the ride. Though, I imagine the ship didn't appreciate it all that much. So, how was your trip out in the world? Wildlife to your liking? The bastards are always trying to bring smaller ships out of the sky, so the storm must have made them a bit more reckless." Raven explained. "I would recommend you see our....doctors, but I get the feeling you mages have ways of taking care of yourselves which is better than just some wrapped cloth and meds. So, I will leave you to your own devices, I need to make sure my ship isn't too bad."
"I will be patrolling with my comrades outside. We will take care of opponents still nearby. They will know better." The mech troop said, and then stomped away to another door, which opened and he went outside. Several other mech troops followed, in some instances finding some opponents who were brutally ripped apart while the mechs made sure the area was secure. Meanwhile, the crew set about trying to get the ship back in order after everything was tossed about...and trying to get those who had not gotten secured to the mystical 'healer' who had been saving lives that they figured would either be dead or out of action for months.
"Sir, we are ready to begin the propeller process. We are near edge of storm as reported by my comrade." The metal trooper said, still paying no mind to the blood and mess they carried.
"As you were, soldier. Mages, brace yourselves. We are not going to be quite as....airborne for a little bit. No worries, we'll be able to fly afterwords." Raven said, hooking himself around some pipes in what he hoped would keep him steady. They had only a few minutes to all get in position, and shouts echoed through the halls as the message spread like wildfire they were 'lowering the propellers' and 'gonna chop those bastards good'.
"Hang on tight. And...don't mind the screaming you'll likely hear. That would be them getting what they deserve." Raven continued, until there was a loud groan going through the ship and then the ship stopped rumbling. That particular change lasted just a moment as the ship slammed and skipped along the earth. The reason for this was only notable to the crew, and the creatures outside.
The propellers which had been helping keep the ship airborne began to lower, descending upon the unsuspecting creatures that were still lingering on and around the decks. As the spinning blades cut into the creatures, the ship lost what little altitude it had left as it had cleared the storms. With the cover of the storm no longer keeping the monsters in cover, many of them took off back into the relative safety of the storm. After skidding along the earth with the metal hull taking a beating, the ship finally skidded to a stop.
After having taken a few jumps, rumbling, bouncing, and just generally being shaken about in the metal ship, Raven chuckled as he rubbed his head from where he had smacked it against the pipe he had been clinging to keep from being tossed about too much as the ship had skimmed along the earth.
"....Well, hopefully most of you survived that...That was...quite the ride. Though, I imagine the ship didn't appreciate it all that much. So, how was your trip out in the world? Wildlife to your liking? The bastards are always trying to bring smaller ships out of the sky, so the storm must have made them a bit more reckless." Raven explained. "I would recommend you see our....doctors, but I get the feeling you mages have ways of taking care of yourselves which is better than just some wrapped cloth and meds. So, I will leave you to your own devices, I need to make sure my ship isn't too bad."
"I will be patrolling with my comrades outside. We will take care of opponents still nearby. They will know better." The mech troop said, and then stomped away to another door, which opened and he went outside. Several other mech troops followed, in some instances finding some opponents who were brutally ripped apart while the mechs made sure the area was secure. Meanwhile, the crew set about trying to get the ship back in order after everything was tossed about...and trying to get those who had not gotten secured to the mystical 'healer' who had been saving lives that they figured would either be dead or out of action for months.
@Coga19000
A magical rifle? Definite no. Pistols and things like that are extremely rare in themselves, let alone magically imbued ones. And again, elemental imbuing is what other sub elements specialize in. And being a Mechanist pushes you further away from weapons, and more towards mastering more robotics than making metal weapons for others.
However, brilliant idea by hoppiholla391 to be a mechanist instead, as it would explain the gadgets much more effectively! And Master isn't something the Academy gives out, it is more a level achieved, and you don't tend to achieve it just doing things on your own because there is only so much that you can learn on your own!
And your arrival as in being a hut down below is perfectly fine. The storm is an amazing thing to investigate, for mage and humanity alike. And extremely dangerous.
And being a weaver means that he might have trained a few groups on the basics here or there, so that all fits very well!
@hoppiholla391
Excellent thinking and help :) Good good stuff, and its going to be interesting to see how you guys get along.
A magical rifle? Definite no. Pistols and things like that are extremely rare in themselves, let alone magically imbued ones. And again, elemental imbuing is what other sub elements specialize in. And being a Mechanist pushes you further away from weapons, and more towards mastering more robotics than making metal weapons for others.
However, brilliant idea by hoppiholla391 to be a mechanist instead, as it would explain the gadgets much more effectively! And Master isn't something the Academy gives out, it is more a level achieved, and you don't tend to achieve it just doing things on your own because there is only so much that you can learn on your own!
And your arrival as in being a hut down below is perfectly fine. The storm is an amazing thing to investigate, for mage and humanity alike. And extremely dangerous.
And being a weaver means that he might have trained a few groups on the basics here or there, so that all fits very well!
@hoppiholla391
Excellent thinking and help :) Good good stuff, and its going to be interesting to see how you guys get along.
@UnusualStranger Oh. So in short, I screwed up. Sorry, it's been a while since I posted on Casual and I'm a little rusty, apparently.
First of all, the gadgets you mentioned are actually Experiments. They have no use in combat, they are there simply for world building (to measure magical sources like the Scar)
Truth is, I did get into a sort of panic when I found out the Airship is well on its way. If there is another way to introduce me to the crew, I might consider deleting the post altogether, but such a way has not occurred to me.
He doesn't really have to conjure weapons out of nowhere; in fact, I was going to have him make weapons for the crew beforehand instead of that.
As regards elements, do you think they'll be out of my reach as a Weaver, or as a Master too? I am going to keep it as one of his capabilities Anyways (way too connected to his character development) but if you are against their use, I'll take personal care that none of them will enter the battlefield.
Any kind of madness in his talk is also mostly induced from his isolation so next to the Scar, so I do expect most of it to disperse after getting onboard. Hopefully.
And speaking of the Scar, I did not realise the certain part of the Scar actually moved; I thought most if it was a constant barrier. I will edit that too, no problem.
And finally, I never said that my character was hidden; I said merely that in those times with no telecomms, and because of his moving constantly around the Scar, finding him would be difficult.
Again, I'm terribly sorry for posting the wing way, but I panicked. I did try my best to not include too much information on the incomplete posts of the CS, though. And I guess your answer means I cannot be a Master. Meh, well enough.
No worries about the panic. I imagine you just felt like the door was closing. This is not the case at all!
Experiment stuff is OK, as long as he is not going to take them along. Thats all I ask regarding those, because you are not a mechanist, thus gears and robotics are not supposed to be your expertise, regardless of how long he's been watching the Scar. Reason there are different styles to each Element...
Now, I'm fine with you being able to have metal be tougher due to some techniques you perfected, but no other elements can enter it. There is a reason that there are split classes, and you being able to make weapons of ice,fire, or whatever is far beyond any mage anywhere. Increased strength through your element is fine, tapping into others is not. Again, reason for different styles of each element.
Other stuffs mostly fine, its OK if it was more that he was constantly moving so not really hidden....and yeah, a second Master would be kinda strange this far out. Weavers are still strong in their own right, obviously. Hope that doesn't hurt too much!
But, thats pretty much all thats going on now. Just take it easy, welcome to the party, and hopefully we can not be needing so many edits in the future!
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