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<blockquote data-quote="Primus" data-source="post: 2549985" data-attributes="member: 16837">:Cue up fancy theme music and complicated montage scene including humorous scenes involving travel, dealing with House Orien, and Boromar trying to eat a baby.&nbsp; Oh, that craaaazy warforged!:The time was 2 bells passed noon.&nbsp; The date the 12th of Dravago, 998YK.&nbsp; Kythri had been coterminous for about two months, and planar cartographers were saying that it would be for another couple of years.&nbsp; The citizens of Khorvaire boarded up for the inevitable storms of bananas or other foreign fruit and everyone got on with their lives.&nbsp; About 1000 feet over the grasslands of Southern Aundair (the strange dark lands known as the Crying Fields), an object obscured the sun, casting a strangely shaped shadow over the countryside.The airship Que Sympatico wound its way lazily over the countryside.&nbsp; The blazing ring of fire that propelled it through the sky caused the entire ship to have a pretty reddish glow even at midday.&nbsp; Professor d’Ghallanda stood up on deck, conversing with the captain Arack d’Lyrander.&nbsp; Arack was a statuesque half-elf with an eyepatch.&nbsp; He was shirtless since the great warmth created by the elemental ring makes wearing the traditional long coat of a captain quite uncomfortable.The heroes were arrayed around the ship.&nbsp; Some were on deck.&nbsp; Some were below.&nbsp; All were eager to be on their way.&nbsp; As the crow flies the trip would take 3 more days, or so, though talk of storms ahead had caused Arack to predict a trip of about five days or so.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Primus, post: 2549985, member: 16837"] :Cue up fancy theme music and complicated montage scene including humorous scenes involving travel, dealing with House Orien, and Boromar trying to eat a baby. Oh, that craaaazy warforged!: The time was 2 bells passed noon. The date the 12th of Dravago, 998YK. Kythri had been coterminous for about two months, and planar cartographers were saying that it would be for another couple of years. The citizens of Khorvaire boarded up for the inevitable storms of bananas or other foreign fruit and everyone got on with their lives. About 1000 feet over the grasslands of Southern Aundair (the strange dark lands known as the Crying Fields), an object obscured the sun, casting a strangely shaped shadow over the countryside. The airship [i]Que Sympatico[/i] wound its way lazily over the countryside. The blazing ring of fire that propelled it through the sky caused the entire ship to have a pretty reddish glow even at midday. Professor d’Ghallanda stood up on deck, conversing with the captain Arack d’Lyrander. Arack was a statuesque half-elf with an eyepatch. He was shirtless since the great warmth created by the elemental ring makes wearing the traditional long coat of a captain quite uncomfortable. The heroes were arrayed around the ship. Some were on deck. Some were below. All were eager to be on their way. As the crow flies the trip would take 3 more days, or so, though talk of storms ahead had caused Arack to predict a trip of about five days or so. [/QUOTE]

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