Darkening Skies: An End To History

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Excession

Excession

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It is the Year of Dominion 288, and the people of Imeria live in interesting times.

The Ember Rose, airship of recently-promoted Desolator Olimak Lenore, is docked at Puddleglum Spire where progress and tradition are preparing to clash for the throne. Worse, her crew includes an exiled Stormlord noble with some of the deadliest assassins in the known world pursuing them.
Can they turn this crisis into an opportunity?

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Colby

He blinks with considerable effort, focusing on the odd gentleman who just addressed him, "I... oh, Hello Good Sir, are you a good doctor too? My apologies, I seem to be a bit worse for wares... "
He goes to take Weaver's outstretched hand.
"It's nice to-"
That's not right, let's try that again.
"Um..."
He tries again. With no result.
"Terribly sorry, I'm just..."
Nope. Nothing but empty air and that grinding sensation incessantly clawing its way around his chest and arms.
A look of perplexion and irritation clouds his blood smeared expression.
"... I've forgotten my manners...?" He offers lamely, looking lost and shell shocked.
 
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Weaver

"Depends entirely on your definition of both 'good' and 'doctor'"

He turns to the Spire Communer, trying to get a better view of her work.

"I don't suppose you've any more of that, do you? I'm running low from keeping them stable while we waited."
 
Abigail - The Ember Rose

She lets that last comment hang in the air for a moment.
"So the crew seems to have a good track record of getting out of difficult situations, then?"
 
Heresh

Colby!

In very little time, like the gentlest of zephyrs, Heresh is present.

"Oh Mr. Colby, you're alive! Not forgotten by the Dragon, I was so afraid, but you're going to be ok!"

Noticing his movements, Heresh purses her lips and holds back a sob.

"Don't try too hard to move, you're still injured and we're not finished getting you all fixed up. Can you look me in the eye, see me? It's Heresh. You're going to be ok."
 
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