day 1: orders received
It has been 10 days travel aboard the Airship Hyaatus from the port city of Gol on the tip of the Greitaar Plains to the southern leyline at the edge of the great Kaaran forest region. Altogether a pleasant experience, one of serene sights of vast blue skies and grand vistas, but with the infrequent spattering of storms, winds, and turbulence that I would dare not want to do this again very soon.
Our captain, Sir Patsiouche, or Pats as the crewmen call him, Dolomite Master from the nomadic tribes of the Waatu deserts, is for me our lord and savior. The man could twist and turn that behemoth of a ship with the grace of a dancer. Pats stood 2 meters tall, skin as shiny and dark it reminded you of a freshly soaped saddle, which was a stark contrast to the bright white tint that ran from his fingertips all the way up to past his elbows, a sign of a long lifetime of Dolomite usage, the Desert Winds they called it. If I was to recommend a ship, or a vessel, it would be any that was piloted by Pats.
Stepping foot on “stable” ground was a relief that many on the ship celebrated by rolling around in the viridian thigh high grass that lay just below the leyline. I say “stable”, but nothing is truly stagnant on the continent of Kaara. The lush forest blooms for miles and miles, the canopy of the great forest drowns the light below. In reality the forest is ever growing, ever shifting, you can watch a blade of grass grow over a glass of wine, a sproutling turn into a bush by supper. The undulation of the ground and flora can be disorientating, if it wasn’t for the fact my eyes clasped to the canopy for some semblance of stability from our voyage.
But I had my orders: SEEK KNOWLEDGE OF THE WILDS, THE PEOPLE, THE FAUNA. REPORT BACK FINDINGS TO THE SEAL.
So onwards I made my journey from the small clearing that housed the leyline and made my way from the south of Kaara, to Aeris, the mega-flora marketplace at the heart of the Kaaran forest.
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