Setting
Bustling harbor of Port Goldengear, sits at the bottom of the main road. Airships coming and going, with the occasional ship docking at the few sea docks. Please wait for customs to debrief your vessel before disembarking.
Goldengear Harbor
Bustling harbor of Port Goldengear, sits at the bottom of the main road. Airships coming and going, with the occasional ship docking at the few sea docks. Please wait for customs to debrief your vessel before disembarking.
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Goldengear Harbor is a part of 
Port Goldengear.
4 Characters Here
Alunreid Seedwing [5] The Tree Fisherman
Kalis Northrom [3] "I don't really need a weapon. Just a really strong defense and some smarts."
Noelle Jackson [3] Upon flirting with her, you'll either end up with a romantic date, or a knife to the stomach.
Narcissus Vidoline [1] Narcissus Vidoline doesn't smile much.
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Vehicles
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Strigidae I
Strigidae II
"Last call!"
Rayner Evaristus, Professor of Metallurgy at the Cogsman University of Technology, bellowed out across the docks. A selection of students from the University, as well as some hobbyists, had signed up for the expedition to Trivington Hills. Everyone had seen the stars go wild, everyone had seen the giant winged beast, and everyone had seen something fall from the sky. As quickly as the phenomenon in the sky began, it ended.
Now, it was time to see what had fallen from the heavens. Abigail Fogg had gotten lucky. While her tuition to the University was lost, an opportunity presented itself at the docks. She was all hands on deck and ready for action! This could be the perfect segway into the education she sought, the future she dreamed.
The gangplank bobbled as the last few boarded the airship S.S. Bronze Bolt, Abigail Fogg among them. She settled herself along a railing on the deck, taking in the view of Port Goldengear from here. She hadn't been in the city long enough to truly appreciate it, but she would be back, and this time with a future for real.
Rayner Evaristus, Professor of Metallurgy at the Cogsman University of Technology, bellowed out across the docks. A selection of students from the University, as well as some hobbyists, had signed up for the expedition to Trivington Hills. Everyone had seen the stars go wild, everyone had seen the giant winged beast, and everyone had seen something fall from the sky. As quickly as the phenomenon in the sky began, it ended.
Now, it was time to see what had fallen from the heavens. Abigail Fogg had gotten lucky. While her tuition to the University was lost, an opportunity presented itself at the docks. She was all hands on deck and ready for action! This could be the perfect segway into the education she sought, the future she dreamed.
The gangplank bobbled as the last few boarded the airship S.S. Bronze Bolt, Abigail Fogg among them. She settled herself along a railing on the deck, taking in the view of Port Goldengear from here. She hadn't been in the city long enough to truly appreciate it, but she would be back, and this time with a future for real.
Clutching the sea chest that held all her meagre belongings and everything that consisted of her profession tightly to her side, Rikki disembarked from the transport ship as quickly as she could amongst the other passengers. For the first time in quite a while, she was merely a citizen aboard ship. It didn't really help though, as the man serving as ship's doctor was a complete quack. Somehow, word had spread through to the other passengers, and even a few of the sailors, that she also was a doctor. So, of course they came to her instead, and thus she hadn't actually relaxed to the full extent. And, of course, a fair amount of her medical supplies had been depleted. That was the first thing she needed to do after reporting to the captain of the good ship Bronze Bolt.
Wending her way through the crowd, it wasn't terribly difficult to spot the Bronze Bolt, surrounded by a crowd of students in the process of boarding. Falling in behind a woman maybe slightly younger than her, Rikki marched up to the forecastle and demanded of a passing sailor, "Where is the captain? Inform your captain that the ship's doctor has arrived, but has to replenish her supplies before we disembark."
Wending her way through the crowd, it wasn't terribly difficult to spot the Bronze Bolt, surrounded by a crowd of students in the process of boarding. Falling in behind a woman maybe slightly younger than her, Rikki marched up to the forecastle and demanded of a passing sailor, "Where is the captain? Inform your captain that the ship's doctor has arrived, but has to replenish her supplies before we disembark."
Eileen did indeed reach up with her ornate leather glove and put her hand in Doreen's. Everything said a substance was there, with hints of flesh and bone inside, as if small fingers idly moving. Though some of the senses denied or inconsistant. The faint wrinkles of leather present to Doreen's fingertips a bit too smooth. As was the rustle of mittens not leather between fingers came to ear. Neither cold nor warm however expressed a presence to doreen in partial void of that sensation. If anything Eileen's small glove kept heat from escaping a larger hand supremely well.
Floated along beside to the city without the constant bob of legged people her cheer bobbed instead. Humming to herself reached into her small tailcoat jacket to pull out a book. A feather popped from the spine of a book bound in downy black cloth, On its front a label of sterile grey letters 'Eileen Mulford, Humankind, Anchored, Viable' a label also written shadowy places of dark stone.
Manipulated with one hand the book refused to totter away from her touch. Bobs and weaves balanced on her fingertip Eileen's gyroscope and compass. She raised it and looked to the environs though inside the clearly open book Doreen would see nothing. Just empty tan vellum pages spread open.
Eileen's moving gaze in rapt attention to the page belied something there as did her cheer, "There's so many little lines! The dark men must look here a lot! They're really busy though. They said I could go anywhere I could see the lines."
She looked down past her tailcoat where an amorphous overlong torso of white simply ended. Where legs ought to be had never been at all. The lower half ill-structured and wavy as if half-forgotten.
In a child's passing interest of serious things looked up to ask, "Do you think the university has legs? The dark men said they weren't allowed to change my busted legs. I dunno."
She bobbed side to side a hips underneath push her red tailcoat at angles, "I guess I like this better than my old wheelchair. Stupid no-legs!"
Floated along beside to the city without the constant bob of legged people her cheer bobbed instead. Humming to herself reached into her small tailcoat jacket to pull out a book. A feather popped from the spine of a book bound in downy black cloth, On its front a label of sterile grey letters 'Eileen Mulford, Humankind, Anchored, Viable' a label also written shadowy places of dark stone.
Manipulated with one hand the book refused to totter away from her touch. Bobs and weaves balanced on her fingertip Eileen's gyroscope and compass. She raised it and looked to the environs though inside the clearly open book Doreen would see nothing. Just empty tan vellum pages spread open.
Eileen's moving gaze in rapt attention to the page belied something there as did her cheer, "There's so many little lines! The dark men must look here a lot! They're really busy though. They said I could go anywhere I could see the lines."
She looked down past her tailcoat where an amorphous overlong torso of white simply ended. Where legs ought to be had never been at all. The lower half ill-structured and wavy as if half-forgotten.
In a child's passing interest of serious things looked up to ask, "Do you think the university has legs? The dark men said they weren't allowed to change my busted legs. I dunno."
She bobbed side to side a hips underneath push her red tailcoat at angles, "I guess I like this better than my old wheelchair. Stupid no-legs!"
Professor Evaristus hailed over to the woman demanding the captain, extending a hand in greeting. He had a smile which wasn't cold, and eyes that were kinder than stern. Though calm in demeanor he radiated with excitement. Something had fallen from the sky. He raised a brow and made a note to ask about the eye, instead asking, "Replenish? What is it you need? Our University ship is well stocked, however if it's anything specialty we may not have it available."
Meanwhile, Doreen wracked her mind for an appropriate answer for her new partner in adventure. They had just made the last call to board. On they went towards the gangplank! It was impromptu, but all University endeavors were to open all students to attend. Eileen seemed to have everything she needed. It was almost as if fate had her hand, stirring things around.
"Well," She said after a long bout of silence, "There are certainly clockwork and cog limbs, plenty of people have them. Some choose to modify, even. I'm sure they can figure something out!" In fact, they'd be glad to have a challenge.
Abigail Fogg looked out over the crowd, feeling very free.
Meanwhile, Doreen wracked her mind for an appropriate answer for her new partner in adventure. They had just made the last call to board. On they went towards the gangplank! It was impromptu, but all University endeavors were to open all students to attend. Eileen seemed to have everything she needed. It was almost as if fate had her hand, stirring things around.
"Well," She said after a long bout of silence, "There are certainly clockwork and cog limbs, plenty of people have them. Some choose to modify, even. I'm sure they can figure something out!" In fact, they'd be glad to have a challenge.
Abigail Fogg looked out over the crowd, feeling very free.
Finding herself approached by whom was apparently the expedition leader, Rikki smiled politely at the man and shook the proffered hand quite firmly. "Professor Evaristus, I presume? We shared some correspondence when you were looking for someone to fill this post. I'm used to reporting directly to the captain of any ship I am expected to serve upon, sorry. I'm guessing I'm supposed to be serving as expedition doc as well as ship's doc?" Rikki replied, noticing the man's glances and his avoidance of asking about her eye. "Yes, it is a clockwerk eye. I lost my real one in a bar fight..."
After laughing to make him think she may or may not be joking, she dropped the chest to the deck and kicked it open. Perusing the contents with a practised eye, she looked back up at the prof and said, "Well, I guess I'm better on supplies than I thought, so long as you are well stocked on painkillers and antibiotics..."
After laughing to make him think she may or may not be joking, she dropped the chest to the deck and kicked it open. Perusing the contents with a practised eye, she looked back up at the prof and said, "Well, I guess I'm better on supplies than I thought, so long as you are well stocked on painkillers and antibiotics..."
Eileen floated beside or perhaps a little behind following up the gangplank looking at the ships with gasps and wows at the spectacle. Though it would become more apparent to those behind or under her there wasn't anything under her. Little book closed she slipped it back inside the red tailcoat and slipped goggles from her hat to her eyes. Brass and googly she thought they were fun and just held her hat on as the wind slightly buffeted her around.
"It's really windy up here, Doreen!", came the little one's reply at the gangplank.
Slight lean off the gangplank to see she wondered at the drop, "If I fell off would I go splat? I dunno."
It was the professor that caught her eye next it reminded her of an Uncle she saw once. The dark men couldn't find him but she could get more, right? He looked older than the sailors. Important even! It must be the captain.
As they made deckside the small stark-white floating child squeed, "Hi, Captain!"
"It's really windy up here, Doreen!", came the little one's reply at the gangplank.
Slight lean off the gangplank to see she wondered at the drop, "If I fell off would I go splat? I dunno."
It was the professor that caught her eye next it reminded her of an Uncle she saw once. The dark men couldn't find him but she could get more, right? He looked older than the sailors. Important even! It must be the captain.
As they made deckside the small stark-white floating child squeed, "Hi, Captain!"
"Indeed!" The professor firmly shook Rikki's hand, "We greatly appreciate your presence. I understand you have yet to decompress from your last endeavor. I do hope we are as sufficiently stocked as you assume. The University admittedly has never gone on an expedition such as this one," They shared in a chuckle, and Professor Evaristus complimented her on the eye. Unfortunate how she lost it, but what a piece of equipment it was!
The Professor flushed as a little girl squeed a greeting at him. He quickly looked around for the source, but the child was lost in the bobbling crowd. Something about that greatly unsettled him. He brushed it off as behind him there was a fuss between Abigail and two students over a telescopic lens. It was her turn! Excusing himself, Professor Evaristus marched to handle the situation.
Doreen giggled and tugged gently at Eileen, "That's Professor Evaristus, he's the national head of Metallurgic Research and teaches up at Cogsman. I've taken two of his classes," There was a strong sense of pride in her last words.
"Sorry, mi-iss, for interrupting," The student apologized to Rikki, noticing for the first time the eye.
The Professor flushed as a little girl squeed a greeting at him. He quickly looked around for the source, but the child was lost in the bobbling crowd. Something about that greatly unsettled him. He brushed it off as behind him there was a fuss between Abigail and two students over a telescopic lens. It was her turn! Excusing himself, Professor Evaristus marched to handle the situation.
Doreen giggled and tugged gently at Eileen, "That's Professor Evaristus, he's the national head of Metallurgic Research and teaches up at Cogsman. I've taken two of his classes," There was a strong sense of pride in her last words.
"Sorry, mi-iss, for interrupting," The student apologized to Rikki, noticing for the first time the eye.
About to respond again to the Professor, Rikki was startled somewhat by a squee from a strange little girl. It registered in her ears on a different level than normal human hearing, which is why she pivoted so quickly to find the source of the sound. The next moment found the ship's doctor dropping to the deck quite quickly on her right knee, clutching her left knee which was shooting all sorts of pain up her leg. An old injury from one of her very first adventures had torn and more or less completely destroyed the patellar tendon, rendering her knee completely unable to support any weight. Except for the ingenious clockwerk brace Rikki had created, she would never have been able to move about with alacrity.
Pulling a screwdriver from a pouch on her hip, she quickly re-tightened the loosened screws that held it all together, and, after another moment or two of pain, Rikki once more rose to her feet. Only to find a student apologising to her about some sort of interruption.
"Interruption, dear girl? Whatever do you mean?" The doctor replied with a wink and a spark from her violet, not so human eye. "The Prof obviously has a lot on his plate leading this expedition, whatever it is... And hmm... is that your friend there who just squeed quite loudly and gave us all a bit of a start?"
A rather crooked smirk to show that she was only gently teasing, Rikki glanced about again for the source of that squee. Not immediately finding it, she called back over to the Professor in friendly query: "Just what exactly is this expedition about, Prof? You weren't exactly forthcoming when you sought me for this position..."
Pulling a screwdriver from a pouch on her hip, she quickly re-tightened the loosened screws that held it all together, and, after another moment or two of pain, Rikki once more rose to her feet. Only to find a student apologising to her about some sort of interruption.
"Interruption, dear girl? Whatever do you mean?" The doctor replied with a wink and a spark from her violet, not so human eye. "The Prof obviously has a lot on his plate leading this expedition, whatever it is... And hmm... is that your friend there who just squeed quite loudly and gave us all a bit of a start?"
A rather crooked smirk to show that she was only gently teasing, Rikki glanced about again for the source of that squee. Not immediately finding it, she called back over to the Professor in friendly query: "Just what exactly is this expedition about, Prof? You weren't exactly forthcoming when you sought me for this position..."
As Doreen went forward to apologize Eileen had gone to find somewhere to draw a door. If she fell off the side how would she get back? She didn't want to fall off the side and go splat but... she'd gone splat a few times already. Stupid wing city.
Her book out and held up on one finger drew with the quill from within its spine. On the tan vellum pages her nib seemed not to need dipping as much as picking up colors from the opposing page. There instead of tan Vellum was a Gamut of colors for her to choose from. The nib went slightly in farther than the mind's eye said the page surface was but left angular lines all the same.
A simple thing with a frame and a hinge it was purple with bright yellow hinges. Upon its front written with a red heart above was her name in black, Eileen Mulford. Below in a children's wobbly script said in black as well, 'To the Dark Men'. As she filled in colors the page shuffled and pivoted as if the image locked in place certian revealed such as the door fixed in space as she floated about. She finished coloring in the opposite side and lowered the book. Just below a stair on on opposite wall between a blink the door now sat, its gausche coloring and all. Hardwood and cast iron doorknob and all revealed by touch and seen by unaided eye.
Though by sight it faded slightly as Eileen went back to Doreen one could still feel and partly see the space that door occupied. However one that neither touched floor nor breathed that she was quiet moving is quite understated. Eileen tugged on Rikki's dress gently for notice. Goggles partly obscuring her black marbles for eyes though the professor certian at vantage to notice her missing half.
Question burning on her mind as Rikki called out to the professor immediately reframed one in her small voice, "Yeah! And what's metal urges?"
Her book out and held up on one finger drew with the quill from within its spine. On the tan vellum pages her nib seemed not to need dipping as much as picking up colors from the opposing page. There instead of tan Vellum was a Gamut of colors for her to choose from. The nib went slightly in farther than the mind's eye said the page surface was but left angular lines all the same.
A simple thing with a frame and a hinge it was purple with bright yellow hinges. Upon its front written with a red heart above was her name in black, Eileen Mulford. Below in a children's wobbly script said in black as well, 'To the Dark Men'. As she filled in colors the page shuffled and pivoted as if the image locked in place certian revealed such as the door fixed in space as she floated about. She finished coloring in the opposite side and lowered the book. Just below a stair on on opposite wall between a blink the door now sat, its gausche coloring and all. Hardwood and cast iron doorknob and all revealed by touch and seen by unaided eye.
Though by sight it faded slightly as Eileen went back to Doreen one could still feel and partly see the space that door occupied. However one that neither touched floor nor breathed that she was quiet moving is quite understated. Eileen tugged on Rikki's dress gently for notice. Goggles partly obscuring her black marbles for eyes though the professor certian at vantage to notice her missing half.
Question burning on her mind as Rikki called out to the professor immediately reframed one in her small voice, "Yeah! And what's metal urges?"
"Oh, miss!" Doreen reached forward to catch Rikki, but she caught herself. She moved in closer to be there in case the woman stumbled again. Oh, wow! She was too busy watching Rikki adjust her leg to notice what Eileen was getting into.
"That is a beautiful piece of equipment," Doreen held her arms out to offer stabilization should Rikki need it, "Yes, we're all quite excited. I myself had a very clear view of everything which transpired-not quite sure to where Eileen, her name is, went off to-" She glanced around, trying to spot Eileen, when the little girl appeared again.
"You didn't see it?" The Professor called back from the scuffle, holding a young man gruffly by the collar and extending a brass telescope into the air with the other arm away from Abigail Fogg, "This morning, something great fell from the-get back!"
"You waren't about when 'e promised-" Abigail protested, earning a silencing look from Professor Evaristus. The young man grabbed at the telescope. The Professor held it higher and shoved him away. After a quick inspection he found it didn't belong to either of them and was Cogsman University property. Pressing a little button on the side the entire telescope collapsed. He slipped it into a pocket and marched back over to the Doctor.
As he approached the three ladies, a chill crept up his spine. The crowd moved a little too quick for him to verify, but did that little girl have a lack of legs?
"Ms. Terrazip," The Professor nodded, trying to hide his concern with the legless child, "I see you've brought an apprentice, is this?" He then turned to the Doctor, "We have no idea what we are in for, truly. Things falling from above our world!"
The gangplank was brought up and the entire ship shifted as it prepared for departure. Abigail scoffed and head straight for the ghostly door, irritated with the boy but glad her cover wasn't blown.
"That is a beautiful piece of equipment," Doreen held her arms out to offer stabilization should Rikki need it, "Yes, we're all quite excited. I myself had a very clear view of everything which transpired-not quite sure to where Eileen, her name is, went off to-" She glanced around, trying to spot Eileen, when the little girl appeared again.
"You didn't see it?" The Professor called back from the scuffle, holding a young man gruffly by the collar and extending a brass telescope into the air with the other arm away from Abigail Fogg, "This morning, something great fell from the-get back!"
"You waren't about when 'e promised-" Abigail protested, earning a silencing look from Professor Evaristus. The young man grabbed at the telescope. The Professor held it higher and shoved him away. After a quick inspection he found it didn't belong to either of them and was Cogsman University property. Pressing a little button on the side the entire telescope collapsed. He slipped it into a pocket and marched back over to the Doctor.
As he approached the three ladies, a chill crept up his spine. The crowd moved a little too quick for him to verify, but did that little girl have a lack of legs?
"Ms. Terrazip," The Professor nodded, trying to hide his concern with the legless child, "I see you've brought an apprentice, is this?" He then turned to the Doctor, "We have no idea what we are in for, truly. Things falling from above our world!"
The gangplank was brought up and the entire ship shifted as it prepared for departure. Abigail scoffed and head straight for the ghostly door, irritated with the boy but glad her cover wasn't blown.
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