20th of Ash, 123, The Skyharbour
Axel steered the airship skillfully into the designated space at the port. “Zyth One. Zyth One.” He spoke into the lore stone relay. A protocol that all of them knew. Axel took out his firearm, checked it, and holstered it. The others in the cockpit area did the same.
“We won’t look suspicious, right? It isn’t exactly a safe passage from Gel’Grandal to here. There’s the threat of Zyths and the instability in Zaichaer.” Dino said.
Axel chuckled at Dino’s remark. “I mean….” He looked back at the crew members checking their rifle ammunition, “It’s a bit overkill, though. Good thing the 175th stayed somewhere near the Zyth border.” He then adjusted the lore stone relay to be tuned in to the 175th’s relay. “Spitfire, this is Stallion. We have landed. Over.”
After a few moments, Claudia’s voice crackled through the relay, “Roger that Stallion. No Zyth’s airship so far. We’ll be doing another round and head back to the rendezvous point. Over.”
Axel and Dino made their way outside of the airship. He could feel the stares from those in the port area. Axel had heard rumors of the Palace being involved in the kidnapping of some noble or influential person from Kalzasi. He dared not ask his father as he didn’t want to be further involved with matters of the Palace. After all, he’s just the ‘glorified courier’ of the Palace, as Claudia always teased him. Besides, being re-enlisted meant he needed to be more careful of his actions, especially regarding foreign dignitaries. He found the timing a bit too suspicious. Just as he met with Kala, a representative of House Leukos, he received approval for his business and not from any investors he had pitched his idea to but from the Palace itself. With the seal of the emperor, nevertheless. He rubbed his hands to keep them warm as he exited the airship. I began to regret the day I received the letter from the Palace. But, well, I needed the emperor’s backing to do what I needed anyway and not get tied down like that geezer. He thought to himself.
“Nothing beats that cold, fresh northern air, huh?” Dino chuckled as he blew warm air into his hands, breaking Axel’s thoughts.
Axel stopped, chuckled, and fished a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. “Yeah, nothing beats the northern cold.” He took out a cig, lit it, and offered the box to Dino.
A group of what Axel presumed to be soldiers approached them. “Makes you wonder how Zaichaer could be having a hard time against these guys,” he whispered in Kathalan.
“It’s not like we’re having an easy time either against a bunch of pirates and tusk-faced with flying lizards and giant sticks.” He replied in Kathalan, referencing the Zyths and the Orks of Ecith.
One of the soldiers approached him while the others kept a safe distance. Axel raised his hand for a handshake. “I’m Axel Steinsaltz of the White Stallion Shipping Company. We have an appointment with Fraulein Kala Mizal of House Leukos.” He greeted.
The soldier looked at the airship. Axel noticed the concern in the soldier’s face. “Feel free to confirm our identity with Fraulein Mizal. We’ll be waiting here, within sight.” He added as he took out the pack of cigarettes and offered it to the soldiers.