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Skybound I​.​Honor Reclaimed II. Sabatoge III. Marooned

from Sojourns in the Realm of the Undermoon by Fen Walker

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She stowed away within the hold of the sky ship with the raiders non the wiser. For a time she walked amongst the treasures, some of which she was familiar. She ran her fingers over artifacts and heirlooms. The treasures of her lineage. She looked about at the mountains of priceless objects. They must be returned, as the fathers had dictated, but how? Suddenly there was a terrible roar and the ship lurched. She was thrown sideways into a mound of coin as vertigo buffeted her. The ship was airborne! She crawled from the treasure and made for the massive wooden door at the rear of the ships hold. She struck at the steel lock with her spear, but the strength of the lock could not be undone. She needed the power of her ancestors. She was digging through the mounds of treasure when two raiders descended a ladder into the hull. They howled with mirth and tossed treasure at one another, intoxicated with both mead and the thrill of their conquest. She saw it the same instant they did, a sharpened point emerging from a heap of rust eaten armor, its honed edge emanating an emerald radiance. The Fang of the Fathers! Her people's most holy weapon, given only to the worthy. The very relic she sought. She charged the men as they reached to touch the weapon. The first man died without a sound, her spear entering the base of his skull and emerging from his left eye. The second man, reacting slowly reached for his sword, but the woman had already pulled the weapon from its scabbard and was bringing it down in a killing blow. Her enemies dead, she made for the weapon. But was she worthy? She wasted no time with her doubts and grasping the weapon, pulled the spear head from the pile of corroded armor. The weapon filled her with warmth and confidence. These fools would fall!

Once again, they had succeeded! These lowly isles, with their primitive peoples and their priceless artifacts, They would all belong to the hegemony soon enough. These were the thoughts of the captain, who had allowed his crew to revel in their success. He alone abstained and remained at the bow of the ship, steering it home and to a hero's welcome. But what was this? The ship was loosing ballast! It was drifting too high! Then there was screaming and heat! The captain burst from the cabin and saw the great balloon alight with flame and then there was a flash of green and he was lifted off his feet. The last thing he saw before he died was a beautiful woman looking down at him with a sky of fire behind her. And for some reason, he was worried for his murderer, he hoped she would escape.

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from Sojourns in the Realm of the Undermoon, released May 21, 2020

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