[center] [h1] [color=gold] Layle Kvothe [/color] [/h1] [/center]

	Layle was in the process of looking around the deck, when he felt the deck shift and noticed that they where loosing altitude quickly. The sound of combat could also be heard over the rushing wind. He ran over to a rail overlooking the lower deck and saw a few people running around and fighting. [color=gold] "What is going on here? More importantly, what mess have I gotten myself into?" [/color] He muttered. He watched the combatants as they fought, and eventually, three of them jump ship. Suddenly the airship tipped alarmingly, almost throwing Layle from his feet. [color=gold] "That confirms it."[/color] He said [color=gold] "I happened to land on a crashing ship. Seems he was right, I don't need to look for trouble, it always finds me."[/color] "HEY YOU! What are you doing and how did you get here!?" Someone shouted. Layle quickly turned to see a lone man in an outfit so similar to the other guy it qualified as a uniform. [color=gold] "Aww man,"[/color] He sighed [color=gold] "I've been found." [/color] He raised his right hand and flicked his wrist like he was brushing away a fly. With a burst of transparent blue light, the man went flying backwards. He hit the bridge with a forceful thud and collapsed. Layle felt the ship speed up. [i]Lets get out of here.[/i] He thought. He ran to the side, and was just about to jump when a thought occurred to him. [i]If nothing is done, and this thing crashes, it could injure a lot of people and destroy their homes and businesses.[/i] He groaned. [i]Sometimes I hate having a stupidly thorough conscious.[/i] He tuned back and ran over to the soldier. He grabbed him by the collar and lifted him with a little effort and magic. [color=gold] "Okay, maggot tell me where the helm to this dingy is." [/color] He said, imitating a drill sergeant. The man sputtered a little. "I ain't tellin' you--" Layle slammed him against the bulkhead and lifted his other hand, which started to glow with a transparent blue light. [color=gold] "Not what I want to hear." [/color] He said threateningly. The man caved and gave him directions. Layle dropped him without a word, and ran off to the helm.