[h2]Zoe[/h2]

"Just Zoe," she smiled, linking her arm through Aden's, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment, "Come, shall we get back to the others?  I still don't think most of them know what we're up to."

[hr]

[h2][i]Some hours later...[/i][/h2]

The ship travelled East towards the Morktree, though as they approached the forest, they were greeted by a silver cigar shaped vessel in the distance - another airship.  As they approached it was clear it was a little smaller than their own airship, an older design with entirely separate gondolas, rather than most of the living space being built into the balloon.  A telescope would reveal a big black [i]Tatzenkreuz[/i] on the side, rather than the purple, gold and red roundel of Inbur. A Mittelandische ship.  The name 'Albatros' was painted in large black letters under the insignia.

Zoe seemed completely unconcerned to find the vessel in their path, "Anyone able to use the radio?" she asked, "Signal them to fall in with us..." she paused as she considered some equation in her head, "Someone told me once that the worst angle of fire we have is to our rear?  We have no guns that can cover the approach or something?"

Arkadios nodded.

"Tell the Albatros to fall in behind us.  We will form a line of battle, Admiral Le Marinier!" she declared, before explaining, "Just in case the Calarians have one of their own airships up."