Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150810184823

(Back from a week of LARP. That was intense.)

[Timeskip]

The Wind Reaver was flying low in the sky, towards the city of Daggerfall. There were dozens of soldiers surrounding the city, showing that the city blockade was still up, and more serious than before.

''That must be Francois' work. There is no need for that blockade anymore, he must be trying to stop us from getting into the city. Luckily, I have a few tricks left...''

'Brace yourselves, this is going to be tricky!' he yelled out on the decks. Now comes one of the hardest maneouvres I will ever have to do...

He held the wheel tight, and brought the ship sailing over the city walls. Soldiers on the ground were shouting and pointing, and some even drew their firearms and tried to shoot the airship. Their small firepower couldn't penetrate the thick hull of the ship, however.

''I seem to remember him running in this direction after the Ironclad attacked. We'll try here.''

The ship flew lower and lower, until it was scraping the high rooves of some of the houses. Slates flew everywhere, and the city folk ran screaming. Everyone on the decks lurched forwards, and many fell to their knees.

''And... here... we... go...!''

The ship was directed lower, and eventually it smashed itself into the two rows of houses on the street, slowing down as it broke through their walls. the ship finally stopped after having torn through the entire street, ruining many people's homes.

''There. All done.'' Meledran walked calmly to the side, and leapt down onto the ground. He looked to his side. The sign indicated that they were on Bourbon Street. There was a large mansion at the end.