Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-25418438-20151124114415

The Dawn's Light began its descent with Arcturus at the helm, normally his helmsman would've been left with the job of landing the great vessel but with the appearance of the magic flame bird in the sky, the Imperial felt it would be best not to leave his fate in an other's hands. The firebird is an omen for sure, but whether it is an omen of prosperity or damnation is unclear the Imperial thought.

Kilkrane walked up to his captain as he landed the vessel in a Mournhold ashfield "That firebird in the sky is bad news, the last time I encountered something out of this world like that I lost my hand" Kilkrane raised his ebony limb. "We need to get repairs and supplies and leave immediately".

"That'll be tough, it is the festival afterall which means any engineers and shopkeeps will be celebrating for the next week or so, I fear we may be stranded here for that long at least." Although if Maxwell is right then I fear we may all be in danger the longer we remain.