Engines in the Dark

The Reave Report - Log 9

My apologies for my lapse in duty of keeping my logs up to date but things have been eventful as of late. Perhaps one day I’ll revisit these days past and give my account but for now let me tell these fresh memories.

We spend the last few days at Tamerville resting in our suite at The Hook and Eagle. Being an officer in The Brotherhood I’m not use to such fine lodging so I make the best of it. I really miss that bed I had. The morning of our departure Vasel Hex meets us in our room to gather us up. Kal with the help of a few others gets the still floating Dower into his new smugglers box and off we go. I pull Hex aside and tell him to not use our names when we get our tickets. I do not want a repeat of our adventures on the Sky Lady.

Waiting in line to board the Arrow we are asked to show our patents of nobility, standard order of course but still it makes me wary. Then one of the stewardesses tells us that our Grig will not be able to accompany us in the upper nobility section. Figures, everything was going so smoothly for us. I try and reason with the works to let Jak stay with us but they didn’t seem to want to listen to me. Then Vohn steps in and with the tongue of a politician begins to snake around these men and women’s commonsense and they agree. It was quite impressive, I especially liked the part where he told them it was Jak’s birthday. They all seemed so excited by this news that they agreed and gave Jak a child’s captains replica hat, an Arrow pin as well as let him and Vohn take a tour of the cockpit. I’ve seen enough of zeppelin cockpits for the rest of my life so I was happy to just be escorted to our room. Even though this zepplin was still nice and clean it seems considerably older than the Sky Lady was. The worn in rustic look made me a little more at ease strangely.

Settling into our room I couldn’t help but feel tense and uncomfortable as we drifted through the air towards to Silhan. I distracted myself with conversation with my traveling companions and after a few hours the nagging thoughts of our last zeppelin ride began to dull away. Soon enough I was settled into bed and off to sleep. This is where I would like to say that this was how the rest of our days were but that wouldn’t make this much of an adventure now would it? In the dead of night I was startled awake but L1NGO and Rance making too much noise for their own good. Annoyed I got up to quiet them down but notice that Rance is holding someone in his arms. Getting closer I was amused to see that a more gaunt and bloodied Nain Dower has come back to join us in the world of the sober. Oddly enough Rance seemed very concerned for Dower and said he needed to tend to him. Far be it from me to stop the man and it’s fitting for him to be the person to take care of him. They have their love of Green Lotus in common and I’m sure Rance knows how to cure Dower of his Lotus hangover. I ask if I can help at all and Rance tells me to fetch some honey, lemon and water and I oblige him. Calling for the stewardess I wait outside our room for their arrival, I’m sure it would be in everyones best interest not to let it be known we smuggled Dower aboard. The stewardess arrives and is kind of pushy about bringing the order inside of our room but sternly tell her to just give me my items and be on her way. She may have had a bit of sass but she knew to listen to me and do as she’s told. I bring the items in and hand them to Rance and he sets to work. It was a little beautiful watching such a harsh man take care of Dower, a man who would never show him the same kindness. Then Rance smacked him hard across his face. L1NGO expresses to me that he is worried about Dower and to an extent so am I but I tell him he’s in good hands and head back to bed.

When I awoke to my surprise Dower is up tending to my brother like nothing had ever happened. I make a snide remark about being a Thyre head and he shoots me a disapproving stare, good old Dower is back in the saddle. Over breakfast I’m reminded that it was Yoman Day and Kal muses that he would enjoy putting on a demonstration for everyone. Great another way to feed his ego but there would be no way the staff on board would allow that. An hour later I am eating my words as I am told that later that evening we would be attending his Yoman Day demonstration. The rest of the day was intense preparation for this for Kal and it was impressive to see just how dedicated he was to his training. This was going to be great fun watching my brother perform in a less dangerous setting than I am use to.

We make our way to where Kal will perform to all of our surprise another Vosir was waiting. This man was Tolly, Kal’s rival from the Academy. Oh this was getting better and better. As the two men took the stage I was filled in on the story by Drassic. The first act was to establish Yoman’s early years as a Vosir, calm and precise strikes. Tolly went first followed by Kal, I knew this was a competition but I couldn’t perceive who had down this act better so i just cheered loudly for my brother. The second act was all about speed, I tried with all I could for my eyes to keep up with these men but I could not. The middle act told the story of Yoman’s battle with a shadow demon, they smacked their Aelanith blade and then quickly snap them up into the air making this loud piercing noise. I could tell that Kal bested Tolly in this round. I yelled out my brother’s name and was shot a glance by the man who employed Tolly, I tipped my glass to him. In act four Yoman now the Emperor’s Vosir is sent out to kill an albino Giant, this round dealt with a lot of stabbing maneuvers. From the look on my brother’s face as he finished I knew he was a little disappointed by his performance. The final act is about what Yoman was best known for, when the Queen betrayed the Emperor with a coup and sent her men to kill him and Yoman singlehandedly dispatched them. When it was finally over I could help but applaud and whistle as loud as possible, this was most definitely one of the greatest performances I had ever seen. Immediately both Vosir are nearly overrun by their now adoring fans, it takes several minutes to make it to Kal to congratulate him then Tolly.

I make my way back to a table and enjoy my wine and food, a few people approach me and make some small talk, nothing spectacular until Tolly’s master approaches me. He introduces himself as Aethir Cennick Torres and I am now on edge. I decide to play it calm and continue a conversation with him. He asks me all sorts of questions, nothing too personal or prying and if it wasn’t for the fact he was from house Cennick I would say it was almost enjoyable. After an hour he takes his leave and after keeping on a facade for so long I needed a strong drink. Eventually Vohn joins me and says he and Jak are ready to go and I agree with him.

Oddly when we arrive at our room and unlock it I find that it’s also barred by something. Drassic, Vohn and I try and force the door open but to no avail. After a few more minutes of waiting and banging on the door a disheveled stewardess comes out, obviously embarrassed and we are greeted by a naked by a naked Rance laying on all the bedding in the middle of the room. You can’t be mad at the man, he acts as he acts and there is nothing you can do about it. Nain Dower comes and joins us without Kal, odd, so I begin to ask where my brother is. All Dower does is shake his head at me, I already miss when he was floating around.

Just before I head to sleep Kal comes stumbling into the room bleed from his head. As Dower patches him up my brother tells us how he goes back to a lovely young lady’s room, has sex with her but before he leaves her father comes home. This sounds like something that would happen to the idiot. He continues on by saying the girl then tries to push Kal out of the window which angers him and he tries to leave through the front door. Before he can make it out of this woman’s room she bashes him over the head with a vase and her father then rushes into the room. It was Torres accompanied by Tolly. Of course it was, why wouldn’t it be. The girl then claims rape, Kal tells the truth and strangely Cennick believes him, slaps his daughter and then tells Kal to leave. I sit there in silence for a bit dumbfounded about his truly damaging this could be for our family. It’s made up in my mind almost instantly that we need to go apologize, Kal of course refuses. With the help of Vohn we’re able to get him to go. Arriving at Torres’ room I felt uneasy, I know how stubborn Kal can be and hope he would do right by our family and do the right thing. When Torres comes out to speak with us I apologize profusely to him and then when it comes for Kal to do the same it doesn’t go how it should. He gives him a backhanded apology where he also calls his daughter a whore before storming off like a child. I tell him he’s an idiot, turn back to Torres and say I hope this hasn’t damaged our reputation and he assures me it hasn’t and leaves. The walk back to our room was just me seething in anger at the imbecile of an older brother that Lady Thrye cruelly gave me.

That night I toss and turn in my anger, barely able to sleep. In the morning the captain announces that we will be arriving in Silhan within the hour and for us to prepare for turbulence. The close we get to our destination the wilder the wind became, then the rain. Fear crept over me and I can tell everyone else except maybe Jak was ready for this ride to be over. Then the zeppelin passes through some type of magical barrier and everything calms back down. I finally unclench my hands from the hand rests. The Arrow docks safely and I am more than happy to depart for firm ground. As we wait for our luggage to come to us L1NGO informs me that Lord Cantha has fallen ill recently and that the Yoan Cult has been very active. Could this be related? Or maybe not. Vohn and Jak both get umbrellas as we wait for our luggage to come to us. Eventually a Durga wearing a very long brim hate comes to us pushing a cart with all of our belongings in it and askes us where to. Now that’s a good question, we’re in a new place with barely any money, no place to go, and potentially at every point in this journey being followed by an enemy. After arguing for a few minutes I suggest we find The Brotherhood of Radience office and ask for lodging.

We begin to make the trudge through the rain slick streets towards the inner city. Silhann has a very odd depressing beauty about it and the contrast betweent it’s residence and the visitors is striking. The people of Silhann are extremely pale looking, almost ghostly in the right light, their clothes are mute of color and they all seem to not like to converse. In the middle of the city there stood a giant statue of what looked like a Stormwarden that acts like a lightening rod for the city. Perhaps they harness the power of the lightning.

We eventually arrive at the office of The Brotherhood and I talk to Commissioner Willick about potential lodging my brothers, traveling companions until the zeppelin departs for the Shining City. Unforuntately Willick shoots that idea down since there is not enough room for all of us. Instead he asks me when was the last time I’ve been paid by The Brotherhood and to be honest I couldn’t remember. He offers me twenty Gold for back pay and I accept. After the correct paperwork is filled out and signed I bid the Commissioner a good night and head back into the rain to find a place to sleep.

Through the streets we happen upon a boy yelling about a hotel and he says the words I like to hear, cheap. We tell him to take us there and he says we will be going to The Black Rose and off we go through a back alley. This is where I’d like to say we got there and payed way less for rooms that we’re the nicest I’ve ever payed for but alas this is where we walked into a trap. A large group of men set upon us lead by a man wielding a rather large thundergrip. Our Durga pushing our belongings ran off with said belongings, the boy taking us to the hotel also ran off, bastards the lot of them. I see the leader lift his thundergrip and aim straight at Vohn, I immediately send a bolt of Thyre straight at the him and it misses. Luckily for Vohn this man misses as well but the energy that thundergrip is immense, this will not be an easy fight. It seemed like we were facing ten men but I couldn’t see past these three rather immense men. One was clad in crude armor named El Beefo the other two were smaller than this man and were the brothers Cronk. I don’t know when exactly Jak changed into the beast, perhaps it was just after I sheered one of the brothers Cronk’s head off but whenever it was the beast was now raging on the battlefield. Through the chaos of the battlefield I see the leader begin to run off towards a tunnel. I drop down to one knee and grip my Thyre gloved wrist to brace myself, this was going to be a long shot. Slowing my breath I send forth justice itself through my glove, the arching blast illuminating the alley and then then tunnel before dying out as it connects with the back of the leader. I was smiling from ear to ear as I run off to confirm my kill, past the Jakbeast who was devouring a corpse. My glove lighting up this tunnel and I follow the blood trail to the leaders unforunate end. I begin riffeling through his pockets and procure these glowing cylinders that make my Thyre meter go off, eighteen gold, a breat plate, and a wide brim hat which I set upon my head. It was stylish. I grab the corpse by the arm and drag him back to the battlefield which to my surprise to find we were now joined by the authorities. My companions and brothers were arguing for them to not kill Jak who was still in beast form. Everyone seemed to have their eyes on me when I point at the corpse and say we got him, whoever he was. This dead man seemed to be famous around these parts because they congradulated us. It made the situation less tense because Jak decided to revert back to his normal Jakiness. After some talking we are told that these men we killed were a dangerous and troublesome gang and more importantly there was a bounty on their heads. This makes me happy.

Leave it up to the brothers Solta to be the heroes upon setting foot in a new place. As dangerous these situations have been for us as of late I can’t help to be thankful for them. They’ve distracted us from the thought of our Father’s funeral which I can tell in the moments of peace and ease weigh heavy on Kal, Vohn and I’s hearts. I just hope soon enough to get to the Shining City and begin my investigation on House Cennick and to devel into what truely happened to my father the Huntsman.



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