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Post by Smith on Mar 9, 2014 3:17:46 GMT
"I am not sure... there are not land marks for me to judge our speed." His second replied, "Could be hours, could be days.... I can not quite tell."
The flights moved toward the other ship, dodging bolts, and then landing admist the marines. The sails burst into flames.
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 9, 2014 3:23:18 GMT
"That's my queue. Let's go! Let the other ship know, we need to loot as much as we can before it sinks." Avatre's guard of five launch into the air with him as they speed towards the pursued ship.
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Post by Smith on Mar 9, 2014 3:33:02 GMT
They land, and the marines are just being mopped up. A quick search of the ship shows it is even in worse straights then his own ships. It is heavy with refugee, and only with a day or two supplies for such a mass of people.
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 9, 2014 3:37:26 GMT
Avatre swears quietly as he looks around, identifying any race he can of the refugees if they're anything but Imperials. "I need a headcount here. Don't harm any of them, though."
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Post by Smith on Mar 9, 2014 3:44:11 GMT
The cargo ship had 310 souls aboard. 305 were human. 5 were of the Gorgon race.
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 9, 2014 4:30:25 GMT
"Where is the captain of this ship? We may be able to benefit each other." Avatre signaled for one of the Ifreanti to come closer, then muttered to him. "Get the main force."
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Post by Smith on Mar 9, 2014 4:55:28 GMT
A crew man of the ship called out, "He is dead.... the marines executed him when they took control." There was blood covering half of the man's face. He looked around at the people, and asked, "Does your lot eat meat?"
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 9, 2014 16:53:17 GMT
"I am sorry for your loss. We don't intend to harm you. We do eat meat, but you are in no danger. Where is this ship heading?" Avatre spoke to the crewman directly, sheathing his sword again and signaling for the rest of his men to do so.
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Post by Smith on Mar 9, 2014 22:03:25 GMT
"The Sea of Souls... We were told that the Ashen Isle is the only place of safety." The soldier replied.
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 10, 2014 0:39:00 GMT
"It is true, and we are headed there as well. We stand a better chance of making the journey if we work together. From my counts, though, you don't have enough food to make the journey."
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Post by Smith on Mar 10, 2014 22:56:50 GMT
The man replied, "I am not sure... but we were not fully supplied before we set sail."
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 11, 2014 1:14:43 GMT
"Where were you supplying? We may be able to go back, with my protection from the Imperials." Avatre began to see a plan form, humming quietly.
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Post by Smith on Mar 12, 2014 15:45:24 GMT
"We had planned to land at Vallajo, but the city was gone." He frowned and wiped at his forehead.
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Post by Avatre Obsidius on Mar 12, 2014 16:46:03 GMT
Avatre frowned slightly, sighing. "Many places are. What's the nearest place we can dock? Somewhere the imperials won't find us again."
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Post by Smith on Mar 12, 2014 18:11:05 GMT
"There is no where the imperials won't find us... they are everywhere... but across the Sea." He was breathing fast.
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