Setting
Cogsman University Exploration Airship, designed to endure hight moisture levels and strong winds.
Strigitae class exploration airship crafted by the metallurgist scholars of the Cogsman University of Technology. 300 occupant capacity with cafeteria, double bed cabins, and plumbing!
Status
| Shields: | 250 / 250 (100)% (inactive) |
| Armor: | 250 / 250 (100)% |
| Structure: | 250 / 250 (100)% |
| Warp Drive: | ready |
| Warp Range: | 5 |
| Max Capacity: | 300 |
Effects:
None.
None.
Equipment
| Primary Weapon: | None |
| Secondary Weapon: | None |
| Electronics: | None |
| Special: | None |
| Warp Core: | standard |
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4 Characters Here
Eileen Mulford [10] Um... the dark men said I need parts before I can go home.
Alexander Wells [9] Great inventor, and tinkerer living in Port Goldengear, he is obsessed with the Aether beyond.
Abigail Fogg [9] An ex scullery maid looking to get into technology
Rikki Aurora Muse [9] Ship's doctor; wields a scalpel like a weapon, and a weapon like a scalpel.
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"DESCENDING!" Hollered a voice from somewhere up the deck. Everyone scrambled to hold on to something, save the more seasoned. The ship continued down, resting gently a short distance from the crash site in Knightheart Valley. Charred earth dusted out as the vessel landed in the scar left behind by the giant hulking metal thing that had crashed.
Abigail Fogg scurried to a cabin as everyone else scampered towards the deck. She had a bit of air-sickness and thought the mountain air was a bit too cool for her tastes. A shawl and a bit of deep breathing should do.
Rayner Evaristus propped his hands on his hips and turned to let the wind stream through his hair. He tapped his foot impatiently, leaning all the way over one of the rails to look closer at the gaping metal hulk. It had been quarantined off earlier by a dispatch, the same who had so graciously provided him with a sketch.
The foreign vessel from the skies waited patiently for his exploration students to do the learning and poking about. The Professor was not patient, not at all. He glanced at the gathering crowd, waited a beat, and then kicked down the gangplank.
Steam hydraulics hissed as the staircase unfolded from the side of the Bronze Bolt. The mechanics had barely disengaged when the Professor started down them.
The foreign vessel from the skies waited patiently for his exploration students to do the learning and poking about. The Professor was not patient, not at all. He glanced at the gathering crowd, waited a beat, and then kicked down the gangplank.
Steam hydraulics hissed as the staircase unfolded from the side of the Bronze Bolt. The mechanics had barely disengaged when the Professor started down them.
Doreen Terrazip exited her cabin as she felt their descent finalize, flowing with the small crowd of other students who were below deck topside. When she arrived, most had gathered by the gangplank which was down.
The Professor already had his hard hat on, she noticed as she peered over the edge. He was shouting back at them instructions. Doreen paid close attention.
"SINGLE FILE DOWN THE PLANK! GRAB A HARD HAT, AND GATHER HERE," The Professor pointed at a spot in the dirt between him and a copper ribbon which was encircling the wreckage. Doreen barely heard the the rest of what the Professor was saying. The giant hulk of metal was, well, huge. Foreign. Impressive. Strange. Alien.
"DO NOT CROSS THE RIBBON!!" The Professor shouted with a clap. Doreen jumped and moved with the crowd towards the gangplank. Slowly, still drinking in the site.
The Professor already had his hard hat on, she noticed as she peered over the edge. He was shouting back at them instructions. Doreen paid close attention.
"SINGLE FILE DOWN THE PLANK! GRAB A HARD HAT, AND GATHER HERE," The Professor pointed at a spot in the dirt between him and a copper ribbon which was encircling the wreckage. Doreen barely heard the the rest of what the Professor was saying. The giant hulk of metal was, well, huge. Foreign. Impressive. Strange. Alien.
"DO NOT CROSS THE RIBBON!!" The Professor shouted with a clap. Doreen jumped and moved with the crowd towards the gangplank. Slowly, still drinking in the site.
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