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Randall Stoker

Well-known explorer and archeologist.

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a character in “Skies of Tomorrow”, as played by The Cherry Cow

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Name: Randall Stoker
Age: 57
Height: 5 foot 10 inches
Background: Randall Stoker grew up on the island of Silkton, also known as God’s Palm for it’s prosperity and well-to-do citizens. He went to the University of Vanmoore under his father’s dollar where he studied hard for eight years and learned everything the university knew about airships, treasure, and other islands. When his father suddenly passed a year after Randall’s graduation, Randall took his inheritance and bought an airship. He now roams the sky searching for treasure and selling it to highest paying museums.
Tools: His own, personalized airship and a Stinging Sentinel-a brand of gun that is very quiet and fires shots that can be deadly in the right areas. Barlow also has a silver rapier which he keeps in the pilot room of his airship.
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Randall Stoker set the autopilot on his ship to Muckingden. He’d made a quick stop at his old home, Silkton, and now he was looking for someone paying money. He’d found a treasure map in a deceased relative’s home, but the location was an island far too risky for Stoker. He figured he could make a good sum of money selling the map to a pirate or thief at one of the bars on the island. He walked out onto the sky deck and looked at the endless sky in front of him at the front of his ship. The day was laid out in front of him, and he was going to seize it.

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The Icarus landed at a port in Muckingden, and Randall made sure his small pistol was fully functioning before he left. He hated violence, but he needed to be careful here. A young man around twenty years old helped Randall dock, and as Randall stepped of the ship he began to talk.
“Mr. Stoker! So good to see you again! What’s the sell this time?”
Randall had come around enough times for a good handful of people to know who he was and why he’d come here.
“Well, Rusty, I’m here to sell a map. I can only assume it leads to a rather tidy sum of money, but the journey is far too dangerous for me to do it alone. Or at all. No, I think I’d rather sell it to someone else with a real crew. I think that should
pay off pretty fairly, don’t you?” He said to the young worker.
Rusty nodded and Randall went on.
“Now all I need is a place to sell it. If only I knew someone here that knew their way around...”
Rusty smiled and spoke up again.
“Mr. Stoker, try hitting the Prancing Prawn. The Prawn’s nice and crowded this time of day. Be careful though, people are talking about a flu. Try and come and go, you know?”
Randall nodded and shook Rusty’s hand. With his other hand, he offered a gold coin which Rusty quickly took.
“Thank you very much, young man,” he said and he adjusted his hat and walked into the city.

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After walking through the town and getting direct directions to the Prancing Prawn, Randall was standing outside a tavern with a large sign displaying its name. Randall stepped inside and looked around. It was a large crowd that day, one full of people who were visibly pirates or thieves. He walked up to the bar and sat down, then took off his hat. A few seats to his left sat a huge man who must’ve been a few years younger than him. Randall, knowingly instinctively not to mess with him, made sure three seats were between the two of them. No one sat on his right, which didn’t surprise Randall. Many of the patrons seemed to be in groups too big not to sit at a table. The woman at the bar came up to him and asked his order.
“One Orange Abby please,” the explorer asked and smiled politely at the barmaid. He had the bar and he had the map, now all he needed was a buyer.

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Cora Artemis | FC: Adelaide Kane | Hex Code: #400040
"The Prawn" was bustling with patrons, Cora could not have anticipated the crowds. It might be a good day for recruiting, with a large a number of drunks and disorderly men in a confined space, but before she could ask Worra to find such men, her gaze caught sight of a man. He was older, much older than she was and has a posh air about him. She wondered what a gentleman like that was doing on Mockeningden. She smirked gently, before standing, grabbing her ale and moving to a little closer to the stranger.

"What brings you to these parts?" she asked cocking her head towards him.

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Randall looked at the young woman that had approached him and tried to judge whether she’d be able to pay the type of money he wanted. He decided to take a chance.
“Well, I’m looking for a buyer to take a treasure map off of my hands.” He said, then paused and smiled at the woman running the bar as she gave him his drink.
“Thank you very much, young lady,” he said as he took the drink and gave her payment.
He turned back to the woman sitting next to him.
“If you would like to buy it, I’d be more than willing to sell it for only a hundred gold coins, a fraction of what you’ll find on the island this map leads to. What do you say, my lady?” He asked, internally hoping she wouldn’t ask why he wasn’t going.

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"All Reports are in Cap'n Stagg." A Crewman Announced as he handed Arthur a Folder, before making his way off down the Hall.

Arthur Eyed the Report as he turned, Opening the file and Observing its Contents as he Walked.

"Four Pirate Aircraft.. Engagment.." He mumbled, only skimming over the words Scrawled Via Ink pen on the Paper.
"Fled to Muckingden Eh?"

He opened the Large door to his Quarters, Sitting at his desk. He remained still for an Hour or two, Thoroughly reading the Reports Now.

Two or so Knocks came from his door. Arthur stated, "Its Unlocked, Come in." With that, a Crewman Stepped in, His uniform glistening slightly in the shaded Lamp-light. He Saluted, "Sir, The Fidelis is Fully prepared for the Next Expedition. Weve Fixed the Damages to the Forward Hull, Re-Armed the Weapons, and Fully restocked on Fuel."

Arthur grew a smile on his Face, More adventures to be had. The Fidelis had been sitting inside the Karjala Refueling port for Nearly a Year now, and it was driving him Mad. Arthur Stood up and spoke, "Shovel more fuel into the Engines. We're making way for Muckingden."

"Sir Yes sir!"

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Muckingden had been the Interested of a Multitude of Code Officers. Often, Pirate Ships would emerge not far from its Harbors, and the Code would once again be thrusted into action to defend its Assets. A Great Many Years ago, The Code had even Attempted to siege and capture the City in hopes of Wiping its Un-civil Populous clean. Now, The Code's only buisness with the island was tracking down Pirates or Rival Privateers that attempted to Hide within the City. This of course, meant that when Code Ships arrived in the Harbors of Muckingden, it meant buisness.

The Fidelis sailed from the Clouds before it was within sight of the Harbor Crews. The Fidelis' Crewmen expertly Guided her into a Larger Dock, and extended a Boarding ramp down to the surface.

With this, Arthur Emerged, Dressed in his full attire, Sidearm visibly Holstered on his Hip. His personal Escort Met, and Saluted him.

Arthur let out a murmur. "Lets Hope we dont have to shoot the Welcoming Party this time."

He then Headed down the Boarding ramp to the docks, His Soldier-Escort on either side of him.

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Cora smirked trying far to hard not to laugh at the older man. One hundred gold for a map, she didn't even know if it was legit. "So you have found a treasure map." she spoke with a spark of sarcasm in her words. " and you don't want the treasure for yourself? Pardon me Sir if I don't understand your motives."

Worra, nudged her gently whispering in her ear. "Capt' This smells fishy."

Cora laughed a little at her friend's choice of wording and nodded. Her gaze returned to the older gentleman, "If any man here had what you have, he'd surely go seak it himself not sell for far less then it is worth. What's the catch?"

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Randall smiled back, thinking where to go from here.
“Well,” he responded, “It’s simple. I’ve done research on the location of the treasure this map leads to, and it’s far too dangerous for an old man like me. But someone as youthful as you, and I’d imagine you have a good airship with a crew full of members as skilled as your friend here?” He smiled again. “The only reason I’m not going is because I have better things to do than be all alone on a dangerous planet when you could be with your crew on a planet with buried treasure on it.” As he finished his words, a small dock worker ran into the bar. It was Rusty. “Hey, everyone! Some guys from the Code of th’ Right’s here! Either get ready to say hello, or run away!” He shouted, then left the bar. All around Stoker and his customer, several people began to get up and leave. Randall also saw a few people write down names, presumably of pirates they had just been talking to. He turned back to the woman when about half the bar had cleared out.
“The Code of the Right, eh? Maybe I’ll give the treasure to them. It’s really up to you,” he took his hat from the bar and put it on as he finished his drink and put it on the bar. “If you have a change of heart you can find me either talking to one of the Code or at my airship. The Icarus.” He began to get up, knowing that if she didn’t stop him now for the map, she’d certainly come find him. That or he’d be able to sell it to one of the officers. Randall knew in a place like Muckingden, it wasn’t hard to sell a map. It wasn’t a matter of if, but when.

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Damn Code of The Right a pessimist bunch of children playing with expansive weaponry and big ships. Whenever Cora went they seemed to follow, a little late for a rescue attempt if that. Strange though their numbers seemed to lack within the last year or so, Cora had thought the big bad boogymen of the under society had disappeared apparently she was very wrong.

"Wait!" She urged, grabbing the man's arm her eyes narrowing ever so slightly and she stared him down. "One hundred gold you said? Cora was indeed interested, and she didn't fear the Code too much. Sure they killed many good men along the way, but as far as she knew her bounty only had a name attached not a face. They shouldn't recognize her unless she uses "Cora Artemis."

"If you promise not to sell to anyone else, I'll have One Hundred ready for you by tonight." Just need to loosen the funds form the crew first, easy. Not!

"Capt'!" Warra spoke standing from his chair, "it's time to leave."

"do we 'ave a deal sir?"

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Another smile brightened Randall’s face. “Find the ship called the Wings of Icarus,” he said. He tipped his hat at the young woman and nodded at her friend, then left the bar. As he walked back to the Icarus, a thought flashed across his mind. He could find the Code and try and sell the map to them at s higher price. He quickly waved it away. That wouldn’t be fair to the young woman. If she didn’t have the money ready by tonight, however, he’d certainly reconsider. When he got back to his ship, he went to his lounge and picked out a book from his library and sat down. This should entertain him until that night.

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After a short 'Greeting' with Muckingden officials at the Harbor, Arthur and his escort made his way out to The Prawn. Arthur himself was very aware of the Taverns significance with that of the Criminal underworld of The Floating Islands, But this is precisely why he had chosen it. No doubt a lead to a Swashbuckling pirate would be found there.

Arthur and his escort entered the Tavern, his Stance and Stature demanding Silence from the Patrons. His Dual-Escort moved to the Entrances and Exits, Making any routes of escape for frightened Pirates Impassable. He Approached the Counter, leaning onto it, and crossing his arms in a rather obligatory manner.

"Im looking for Pirates.." Arthur Stated, his eyes narrowing at the Barmaid.

"Im sure youve made note of some, Id like to hear a list of Who's come and Gone in the past day--Only the people of Notable importance."

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"Ah, Right then."

Arthur went to down his drink, but one of his Escorts--Having left his post at the door-- Stopped him.

The Guard spoke "Sir, A Patrol just stopped by from the Harbor. They said the Icarus is here."

"Mr. Stoker's ship, Here in Mukcingden? That hardly seems reasonable." Arthur spoke, Question in his voice. The Guard stood idly by, waiting for Orders.

Arthur set his shot down, and looked back at the "Barmaid.."

"Pardon me sir, but I'm gonna just check on my little sister." she smiled, grabbing her jacket from under the bar and rolling it in the tablecloth skirt. She gently backed away from the man, towards the door." she is so dear to me, she hid the moment she heard you enter the prawn, bless her soul."


Arthur raised yet another inquisitive eyebrow. "Right then. Her Fear is justified, The Code isnt here for drinks, only to hunt Pirate scum. Perhaps I will return in a moments time. As for now, I must be off." He stood, The Pistol in his holster making a metallic sound as he adjusted it.

He spoke to his Guards, "Take me to Stokers Ship, He'll know who to find. Perhaps we can even get more expedition Funding from him." His Guards chuckled at the Thought as he turned to The 'Barmaid' "Perhaps I will see you again, But as for now, I must be off."

He gave a small, but Polite wave as he and his Escort made way for the Smaller Harbor.
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Arthur and his Guard approached the Icarus. He looked around at its Wings, rather Unimpressed that such a vessel was fit for so many dangerous expeditions--Especially for a man like Stoker.

"I doubt Mr. Stoker would shoot me dead. You two can make way back to the Fidelis, I will handle this."
His Guards nodded, and turned, headed back to the Airship. Arthur then Approached the On-Ramp to the Icarus, Hoping Stoker would notice his presence before he had to Alert the old Man himself.

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It had gotten late. Randall put down his book and walked up to the deck of his ship, expecting the woman to be there soon. Instead, he saw a tall man in the uniform of the Code.
“Why, hello!” Exclaimed Randall. “I hope you don’t mind but before you come on my ship, may I ask who you are?”

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"Mr Stoker!" He Exclaimed, with pleasancy in his voice. He gave a rather somber bow.

"Im Arthur Stagg, Admiral of the Fidelis, and an Officer with the Code of the Right. I was looking for swashbucklers, when I heard your ship was here in Muckingden."

Arthur looked around the Icarus. A Fine Airship for adventuring, no doubt Agile and Sturdy for the most Hardy of Adventures. Compared to Mr. Stoker, who was no doubt Quite the opposite of Agile, or sturdy enough for Life-Endangering Adventures.

"May I come aboard? I believe we've quite a Bit to discuss."

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Randall took off his hat and returned the bow.
"Of course, Admiral Stagg. Come, come. I'm not a swashbuckler, but I am adventurer. What would you like to discuss?" he asked, straightening up again.

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Cora stood in silence for a minute, before opening the door revealing Worra hold his pistol towards the real barmaid. She let out a great sigh and moved to her friend reaching her arm out she pushed the gun down. "Ol' Gentleman Worra at it again I see." she teased. She pulled on her jacket, and tore off the tablecloth, before pulling a small bag and handing it to the real barmaid. "My thanks for putting up with this old git."

"Cap't" Worra, spoke.

"We need to leave..."

Cora, pulled her hair up and grabbed a black scarf from her jacket pocket. Wrapping it around her mouth she motioned to Worra to leave and the two left the barmaid counting the gold Cora had thrown to her.

"You're getting reckless, You could have just given him false information and left but you..."

Cora, started moving ahead she wasn't in the mood for his lectors. It was like she was five years old again and tutor Vincent telling her she can't climb a tree in a dress. Her mother hadn't been happy after the girl proved her tutor wrong, It's sad really Cora had really wanted to go to that party.

"Artemisia!" Worra spat, causing Cora to stop dead in her tracks. She hated when he spoke her real name expectedly in public.

"Don't" she started looking back at him with a fire in her eyes.

"Sorry, but you were lost in a dream." he apologized.

She shook her head and sighed realizing they had somehow made it to the docks. She spotted a young boy running around and called out to him, asking him for information on where they might find this Wings of Icarus.

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"Ah, Mr Stoker, Might I first add that I am a large follower of your works. Ive followed a few of your expeditionary trails, and read quite a few of your books. It truley is an Honor. Now if i may add, Why is an Explorer with High class such as yourself--Here in Muckingden?"

Arthur had been a large follower of Stokers Travels. He was often forced to read His Works during his years of Schooling as a teen. Mr.Stokers books were among the few he actually enjoyed.

From her current location at the Harbor, Cora could see the towering Crows Nests of the Fidelis. Its Flag Waving proudly in the wind. It could no doubt Garrison at least a Thousand Troopers, All of which would be hard to escape if they were too come Hunting for here at once...

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Randall beamed.
“It always is great meeting a fan of my works. I’m here in Muckingden because I found a treasure map back home, but it’s burial site is far too dangerous for myself. I thought I could get a good price for it.”
Randall has no problem telling this man the truth about why he was here. No laws were against Randall selling maps, and he was sure the gentleman would understand why Randall couldn’t sell it to him if he tried to buy it.

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"Ah, Yes.." Arthur Sighed. "The Great Mr.Stoker far too Old for an Adventure now eh? I wouldve never thought I'd hear those words spoken."

Arthur looked around the Halls of the Icarus. "I understand the Order shant allow you to sell me an Expeditionary Map. But if I may ask-- Who do you consider selling it too?"

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Randall stopped next to a portrait of him as a young man and looked at the man. "I'm not too old, it's that I don't have the crew or equipment to find the treasure. Please, never confuse that when you're talking to an explorer or archaeologist," he cleared his throat. "I was planning on selling this map to a young woman. She was with a larger, older man. Presumably her bodyguard. If you don't mind, why do you ask?"