Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-25418438-20151122011525

A grand airship engraved with "The Dawn's Light" penetrated the ash clouds in the sky of Morrowind. It seemingly bounced around before a jet of flames and smoke appeared from its left side as it began to rapidly descend on an angle. On board the whole crew appeared to be racing trying to stop the ship's fall as a fight ensued between two men in the center of the main deck.

"Die Garon, you aren't fit to be captain anymore" the well built Nord with a peculiar goatee said as he swung his sword at the man called Garon.

Garon ducked the Nord's swung and promptly delivered a thunderous kick to his opponent's private parts causing him to fall to his knees in agony. "Well if i'm unfit Gregor, then I don't know what that makes you". Garon retorted as the ship hit more turbulence knocking the Imperial to the ground. The ship had balanced itself slightly but was still losing altitude, allowing the two men to once again find their feet. Garon wrapped his hand around a loose rope and smiled as he charged at Gregor knocking both men over the side of the ship. The Imperial managed to hang onto the rope as the Nord fell to his death in the city below.

"Kilkrane! Hurry up and pull me up." Garon yelled.

An Imperial with tattoos on his face and wearing rough leather chainmail called out in response from over the rail "Sure thing Arcturus, but maybe i'll get one of these shipmates who still have both of their hands to do it"

"Whatever you do Kilkrane do it fast and if you could stop us crashing at the same time it would be most appreciated."

The one handed Imperial laughed as Captain Arcturus Garon of The Dawn's Light was pulled up to safety. "Well we've stopped crashing I see" he sarcarstically observed.

"We'd stopped crashing almost as soon as Gregor fell to his untimely death, turns out our dearly departed engineer had forgotten to fill up the steam engine and it nearly blew out our other engines" Kilkrane replied.

"Idiot. Well what fixed it?" Garon inquired.

"One of the crew used the last of the drinking water to kickstart the engine again. But now we are out of supplies and the engine room is badly damaged, we need to land immediately."

"In Samarkand territory? No way"

"I've already instructed the helmsman to head for Mournhold, we'll arrive later today, best get some rest Captain we are going to need it."