I’m Flying! Well, I’m Riding in Something that’s Flying

Aryth, 993 YK

True to his word, the Professor’s airship was there waiting. Not that I’d really know, but The Wind’s Pleasure (the airship in question) was a beautiful-looking craft. Prof. Ren greeted the captain, Captain Sora’vel, as an old friend and introduced each of us in a way that was actually respectful (not that it should be anything else after our time, but I sometimes wonder about how the rich and powerful may act when around others of their status). Obviously, I had no reason to worry about Professor Ren’dall (and I’m a little sorry about calling him an arse way back when). Quickly enough, we board, are shown personal quarters, and given a quick tour of the do’s and do not’s of being on the Captain’s ship. We then take off and I have a hard time not breaking one of those rules, leaning over the gunwale. I maintain though.

Dinner that night is a big change from what we’d been eating for the last year and we got to eat with the captain. Captain Sora’vel’s dragonmark is mostly covered by her clothing, but it is partially visible going up the side of her neck. Despite being a member of the ruling Baron’s family, Prof. Ren does not have a dragonmark. He seems cool with that though, but I do think he would like to give flying the airship a try if he could. The dinner goes well and we each share a small dose of the Azure Shadow wine with those at the table. That goes over very well, and we all manage to refrain from taking a second.