Nalfeshnee
Explorer
Beni comes back down into the cabin, offering to show you around. He takes you around below-deck showing you some of the items he’s carrying (though interestingly he does not mention anything about the weapon you were hired to protect). He takes you above-deck, detailing the general function of the equipment (how the rigging works and so on). Before long, the Sea Breeze is moving away from Planar-Harbour and slowly heading towards one of the freestanding hoops. The sailors – mostly what you’ve learnt are called air genasi and aasimar – are busy on deck pulling ropes, moving sails around to catch the wind, and generally working. To those of you who’ve been on ships before, there is little if any difference between a normal ship and this so-called planar ship – no air bag holding the thing aloft or strange elemental engines that push it forward. Unlike some of the other ships in Planar-Harbour, which seem to float above the water, the ship you are in seems no more than a normal vessel…
You soon approach the free-standing stone circle and you now see a faint pulsing light emanating from runes carved alongside the circumference of the rings-surface. Derrick mentions something about the craftsmanship on the rings, though his voice is faint as he looks on as though this were his very first trip aboard the ship, which heads towards the portal.
And eventually, the ship reaches the structure, which towers above, dozens of feet high. And, just as you see the ring focussing in your view, you see the water around you disappear. It could have happened in a blink, the change is so quick. In its place, all around you, you see nothing but an infinite vista of clear blue skies and picturesque clouds – and not only in the distance too, but up close, just beneath the keel of the ship, as though it were gliding through the weightless white vapour. It is a strange sight, a bit disorienting at first, but tranquil and not without its own individual charm. Defying what you have for your entire life assumed to be the natural way of things, the ship you are in is floating in this infinite sky and… perhaps stranger still, a large rock floats in the air in the distance ahead of you, perhaps higher up than you are.
But slowly as your eyes adjust to the superb quality or air here (and you begin to realise that you are seeing at least twice as far you normally would be able), you realise that what at first you assumed to be a large boulder turns out to be no less than a mountain, just floating there in the endless sky as though its weight were no concern. As though that were not enough, you can see shrubs and even small trees clinging to its rugged edges. A few buildings, small and lonely-looking, stand in the highest peaks; perhaps the refuge of monks or the studies of capricious spellcasters. Whatever their purpose, you will not find out (at least not today) as the The Sea Breeze passes by the place, heading for some unseen destination.
The air is cool here and a faint breeze flits though the heavens (if such they can be called), giving you a much needed break from the smog and pattering rain of Sigil. At first you feel slightly disoriented by the transition, by the floating mountain, by near-total singularity of what surrounds you, though you quickly get used to it. Beside you, Beni speaks ‘Welcome to my home, the Plane of Air. Savour it, for rarely will you see anything quite as beautiful or exquisite.’
In a way, of course, he is right.
You soon approach the free-standing stone circle and you now see a faint pulsing light emanating from runes carved alongside the circumference of the rings-surface. Derrick mentions something about the craftsmanship on the rings, though his voice is faint as he looks on as though this were his very first trip aboard the ship, which heads towards the portal.
And eventually, the ship reaches the structure, which towers above, dozens of feet high. And, just as you see the ring focussing in your view, you see the water around you disappear. It could have happened in a blink, the change is so quick. In its place, all around you, you see nothing but an infinite vista of clear blue skies and picturesque clouds – and not only in the distance too, but up close, just beneath the keel of the ship, as though it were gliding through the weightless white vapour. It is a strange sight, a bit disorienting at first, but tranquil and not without its own individual charm. Defying what you have for your entire life assumed to be the natural way of things, the ship you are in is floating in this infinite sky and… perhaps stranger still, a large rock floats in the air in the distance ahead of you, perhaps higher up than you are.
But slowly as your eyes adjust to the superb quality or air here (and you begin to realise that you are seeing at least twice as far you normally would be able), you realise that what at first you assumed to be a large boulder turns out to be no less than a mountain, just floating there in the endless sky as though its weight were no concern. As though that were not enough, you can see shrubs and even small trees clinging to its rugged edges. A few buildings, small and lonely-looking, stand in the highest peaks; perhaps the refuge of monks or the studies of capricious spellcasters. Whatever their purpose, you will not find out (at least not today) as the The Sea Breeze passes by the place, heading for some unseen destination.
The air is cool here and a faint breeze flits though the heavens (if such they can be called), giving you a much needed break from the smog and pattering rain of Sigil. At first you feel slightly disoriented by the transition, by the floating mountain, by near-total singularity of what surrounds you, though you quickly get used to it. Beside you, Beni speaks ‘Welcome to my home, the Plane of Air. Savour it, for rarely will you see anything quite as beautiful or exquisite.’
In a way, of course, he is right.
