[center][h3]Verdant Woodlands[/h3][/center]
[@Ammokkx],[@Skyrte]

	[color=fdc68a][b]"Fine..."[/b][/color] the Erune clad in Zweite armor said, before her cheeks swelled again, but this time she managed to keep it down and simply gave a disgusted sounding sigh. She took a moment to regain her composure and groaned, shaky enough on her legs to need to rest against a support beam. [color=fdc68a][b]"J-Just a bit of a shaky landing, kid. I'm Corday."[/b][/color] she said, offering him a handshake, momentarily wondering how long it would take for the Zweite to start sending out bounty hunters for escaped Ziggurat prisoners. [color=fdc68a][b]"Oh yeah! Say, Kid, like my friend said, know where a shipwright or a town is?"[/b][/color] she asked, which, there was, near the Southeast docks of the island. But whether Cyll wanted to say that to someone who just called him "Kid" and was dressed in imperial armor was up to him. He could see that the ship was indeed damaged; It would even seem irreparable, given that the harvin with the mustache had mentioned that they had lost an engine, and the keel of the ship was most certainly cracked. 

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[center][h3]Poison Maker's Cottage[/h3][/center]
[@ShwiggityShwah],[@Enkryption]

		The apprentice of Poxanne froze up when she yelled for her to run and grab the surgeon pack, saluting and standing up straight as she replied: [color=bc8dbf][b]"R-Right away ma'am!"[/b][/color] before bolting off, leaving Mucu to simply stare at the gaping hole in the ship. The mushroom man's pale white eyes widened as he heard the sound of metal screech against itself, and in a sudden crunch the airship caused a hatch to fly off. Hastily climbing up to try and rescue Poxanne and her patient, Mucu found himself toppled over by Marshall dashing out, falling onto his rear before the entirety of the airship fell upon him. Raising his hands, the mushroom man was immediately buried, not an inch of him visible from the wreckage. 

Poxanne's apprentice returned, and, seeing Marshall holding her like that, she blushed and clasped her hands to her cheeks. [color=bc8dbf][i]"I-Is this how people make babies? C-Can humans and harvins even MAKE babies!?"[/i][/color] she thought to herself before rushing over and holding the surgeon's pack. [color=bc8dbf][b]"D-Don't you worry Mister, I brought the surgeon's pack, s-so now you won't die!"[/b][/color] she stammered, shaking as she looked at just how much blood covered Marshall. [color=bc8dbf][b]"H-Hu...huwawawawahu"[/b][/color] she said, getting weak at the knees at the sight of his blood...and so much around his stomach. Was...was that why the surgeon pack was needed? But the more she looked at him, the more "fine" Marshall seemed to be. Was he really injured?

	Off in the background, a loud groan of metal sounded, as a large, puffy fist burst through the hull of the airship, as Mucu literally busted his way out of the ship, looking no worse for wear than he had been. Not that anybody cared. His eyes lit up when he saw Poxanne's apprentice, and, with large thundering steps, he ran towards her. It would only have been for a moment, but Marshall would feel...something, inside of the mushroom man. Something abnormally powerful had made itself manifest for a brief moment. But that was gone as Mucu picked the apprentice up and tossed her in the air before catching her. [color=bc8dbf][b]"W-Woah, hey! Mucu, c'mon...Amanita isn't going anywhere."[/b][/color] she said, giggling as she hugged him. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Gotta work Mucu."[/b][/color] she said, patting his arm and making him put her down.

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[center][h3]Ship Interior[/h3][/center]
[@Awesomoman64],[@Guess Who],[@Suku]

	[color=fff79a][b]"O-Oh, hello there."[/b][/color] Perkeo greeted to their newly arrived guest. A slight trickle of sweat was visible on Perkeo's brow, primarily because this young man had the look of a privateer; Whether it was the aerial, or land type of stealing from others, it was clear that this man had served on a crew for some time judging by his physique. The rest of his judgement was based on pirate stereotypes. Standing behind Cayde, Perkeo cleared his throat to answer the nobleman's question: [color=fff79a][b]"W-Well, I believe we're on Malovarna, judging from all the trees. Lovely little spot."[/b][/color]

At Cayde's answer the the rogue's question, Perkeo had a flash of brilliance, and promptly beamed. [color=fff79a][b]"Why, my good man, you witness before you the freedom fighters that have flung open the gates of Ziggurat, and plucked its denizens from its hellish pits, and returned to (mostly) tell the tale! We even vanquished a mighty primal beast in order to come upon this little island, and were hoping to find some shelter from Zweite's bloodhounds."[/b][/color] he said, trying to make it sound as dramatic as possible, while also giving his instrument the occasional strum.