Vortran escorts you to a launch portico off of the main Medani enclave. A small skiff-like transport, powered by a bound air elemental awaits, tethered to a couple of mooring posts.
Vortan nods to the pilot, who then expertly pilots you to the Lyrander airdock.
As you climb out of the skiff and up onto the tarmac, the first thing you notice are various passengers hurrying back and forth, luggage and tickets in hand.
You are somewhat dazzled by the activity – several large airships are in the process of loading and unloading – passengers and cargo are everywhere. Vortan directs you across the landing pad, towards a smaller airship. As you approach, you can make out the name Precarious Retreat etched prominently on several gold inlaid tiles along the lines of the ship.
At the bottom of the gangway, another half-elf appears to be waiting for you.
“G’day mates, mi’ name is Dalwir of House Lyrander. I will be your captain on this trip. Hope you don’t mind the cramped quarters, but the Precarious Retreat is built for speed, and not for comfort – I’ll get you there quickly and safely, dontcha worry.”
“Now, be good lads and head up the gangway and the good quartermaster will see you to your rooms, so that you can stow yer gear. We be leavin’ shortly.”
“This will be the last time ye feet touch the ground, so if ye be scared o’ flyin’, say goodbye to yer good friend. I promise that once you’ve flown with me, you’ll never want to walk again.”
“Once we’re underway, I’ll be glad to talk to ye, but fer now, please allow the crew and I to do our jobs.”
He then heads off, inspecting the hull for any damages after the last trip, shouting orders to his crew.
[D]aa[/D]
The ship leaves port without any issues. Once airborn, the ship hums along, and you get acquainted with the ship's layout.
[D]aa [/D]
