Wayne
Local writer
SEASON ONE
JOURNEY THROUGH SUNBALLE
THE GOLDEN THRONE
THE CAST
Wayne
as CALADAN RUSTIN
Hell0NHighWater
as THEODORE AUCLAIR
BuggaBoo
PUUKIRA KRIMDAGA
Syan
as ZEFRAM BEBELO
Wayne
as CALADAN RUSTIN
Hell0NHighWater
as THEODORE AUCLAIR
BuggaBoo
PUUKIRA KRIMDAGA
Syan
as ZEFRAM BEBELOThe clouds formed a white sea, one only an airship could sail. It had been a pleasant sail of three nights and the airship was spacious with each guest having a small room of their own, the space was lit by a singular yellow lamp that was nailed to a small table, every room had the same layout, even nobles who had paid a hefty amount to be in the airship were granted the simple room, and while they tried their best to get something better, the council reaffirmed their efforts to keep cost to a minimum, with no special room for guests with more gold than others, the council had already granted them the favor of giving space inside the airship and they deemed a bigger room to be a useless waste of gold.
Rust sat on his bed, he held the moon mask with both hands, feeling its weight as he pondered, his eyes shifting gaze as he looked at the mirror at the edge of the room, there were moments in his life where he could only wonder if he was doing anything right, if choosing to come to another continent was truthfully the best choice he had. He had lost what was once home, what he could once call friends because of decisions he made, mistakes he made, a life he so rightfully chose.
“But then again, I still live” he muttered to himself, shaking his head as he carefully cleaned the mask with a small piece of blue cloth before placing it on the bed and walking up to the small window in the far right of the room, the day started to turn into night and the peaceful clouds started to turn a soft gray, shrouding the airship in a dense mist with the distant sound of thunder ever approaching, this was the first time the airship would have to endure any type of rain but the engineers were confident about the durability of their creation.
“The airship that can never fail” he remembered the words of a dwarf engineer that passed by him as he carried his luggage to the ship, he knew dwarves were more than great with technology and construction, their capital was enough proof, so Rust felt comfortable putting both feet inside the flying machine and felt even more comfortable sleeping in it, many feet above the ground.
“Careful around here, there seems to be rain coming” the captain of the airship and member of the expedition council, a dwarf of old age with a powerful beard and mustache who wore a blue captain outfit walked around the control room, taking a look at the engineers that helped control the ship and the windows that surrounded the entire room, giving the men a 360 view of the area surrounding the airship and the clouds that were almost black now, it wasn't just simple rain, it was going to be a thunderstorm and a very heavy one.
“Our calculus said we'd arrive at the new continent in about four nights, so we push just a bit further” he stated, taking a seat on his chair and assuming his position once again, slowly turning the wheel to avoid a dense cloud, although by now they were going to have trouble avoiding them, seeing as the entire surrounding area was turning into a heavy fog, the captain clicked his tongue, but continued forward.
Rust stood by the door, wearing the moon mask as he twisted the door handle, the corridor was somewhat crowded, with guests coming down from the main deck wet and mad at the weather conditions, he frowned, making his way up on the right side of the stairs as people used the left to frantically run downstairs to avoid the rain, there were workers tying up ropes and other important parts of the airship together, which made Rust notice that a few things seemed to have broken off, the rain was more than just water, it was getting worse by the second.
“Get back inside the ship sir, we are trying to manage the situation” a worker said as Rust reluctantly obeyed, he went back to the corridor, now finding himself looking at a crowd of guests entering their rooms and he followed to his own but felt as if he was doing something incredibly wrong, so he approached the window once again, this time noticing the lightning strikes that struck nearby, lighting up the entire room as they struck. There was silence for a moment and he felt an impending sense of doom and was thrown backwards towards the door, breaking it open as he hit his back against the corridor's walls, the airship had shifted in an absurd manner and the sound of lightning was evermore present.
The airship regained balance but by now, there were at least a dozen unconscious guests on the carpeted floor, he held onto the walls and made his way towards the main deck where he would find the balloon like structure that held the airship high in the air on fire (the airship is a mixture of a ship and a zeppelin) parts of its metal structure falling on the deck as people tried to avoid the scolding hot metal that would fall or even break through the deck, the lightning strike had hit the airship and a fire ensued, but its size was so great he already knew there was no way to recover from it.
The captain of the airship tried his best to control it, with his auxiliary engineers doing their best to keep the engines working but the fire granted them no way to escape the situation, the airship started to lose altitude fast and their only hope appeared amongst the clouds, the flying continent, followed by a city that sat on its borders. They were going to crash, but at the very least the captain could try to ease their fall, granting at least some people a chance of survival, so he held onto the controls for as long as he could, with pieces of the main control room starting to break off, air cutting through as the engineers screamed in fear.
“Leave me, I’ll handle it” the captain screamed to his workers who obeyed, holding onto objects and pillars to make their way out of the room. The windows broke, glass shards flying everywhere as rain invaded the control room, the captain holding onto the controls with all his might, shifting the airship towards the land as the room continued to break, pieces of the floor and walls flying away as the heroic captain kept his eyes focused on their destination.
Rust watched as people were thrown out of the deck, being sent flying into the clouds to a terrible fate, the ship was now tipped towards the continent, an imminent crash in course and from what he could see, there was a city of some kind where they were about to crash. Rust ran down the stairs and tried to help some of the unconscious guests, carrying two of them towards a storage area in the back of the ship, where the impact of the crash would be less damaging, he was surprised to find more adventurers there, they all had the same thought and some were even taking care of others.
As they approached the continent, the captain found them en route towards a city and he pulled the controls one last time, tipping the airship just enough to avoid a few taller buildings, but his efforts were in vain as the ship hit a clocktower that stood proud at the town square, half of it collapsing instantly as the rubble fell on the ground and the airship collapsed, the balloon had burned long ago, with some of the metal frame that was kept inside it being scattered all around the town square and the airship had broken into two pieces with some engine and motor parts burning around the town square.
They had reached the floating continent.
Rust woke up as did some other people, they had survived the crash but some were severely wounded, choosing to remain at the storage was the right choice but none escaped unscathed. He stood up, pushing some of the wooden planks aside as light entered the room, he heard loud and heavy steps and soon the outside world was revealed to them. Through the hole that had been made on the ship's vessel stood humanoid elephant people, tall and strong, some wore very simple golden armor as others wore lightweight robes, they looked at the survivors of the airship, and one of them waved his hand to his fellow elephant people.
“We need healers now” he turned back to the survivors “you bunch chose a perfectly wrong time to reach Sunballe, but help is on the way, rest assured you will all survive.”
Rust sat on his bed, he held the moon mask with both hands, feeling its weight as he pondered, his eyes shifting gaze as he looked at the mirror at the edge of the room, there were moments in his life where he could only wonder if he was doing anything right, if choosing to come to another continent was truthfully the best choice he had. He had lost what was once home, what he could once call friends because of decisions he made, mistakes he made, a life he so rightfully chose.
“But then again, I still live” he muttered to himself, shaking his head as he carefully cleaned the mask with a small piece of blue cloth before placing it on the bed and walking up to the small window in the far right of the room, the day started to turn into night and the peaceful clouds started to turn a soft gray, shrouding the airship in a dense mist with the distant sound of thunder ever approaching, this was the first time the airship would have to endure any type of rain but the engineers were confident about the durability of their creation.
“The airship that can never fail” he remembered the words of a dwarf engineer that passed by him as he carried his luggage to the ship, he knew dwarves were more than great with technology and construction, their capital was enough proof, so Rust felt comfortable putting both feet inside the flying machine and felt even more comfortable sleeping in it, many feet above the ground.
“Careful around here, there seems to be rain coming” the captain of the airship and member of the expedition council, a dwarf of old age with a powerful beard and mustache who wore a blue captain outfit walked around the control room, taking a look at the engineers that helped control the ship and the windows that surrounded the entire room, giving the men a 360 view of the area surrounding the airship and the clouds that were almost black now, it wasn't just simple rain, it was going to be a thunderstorm and a very heavy one.
“Our calculus said we'd arrive at the new continent in about four nights, so we push just a bit further” he stated, taking a seat on his chair and assuming his position once again, slowly turning the wheel to avoid a dense cloud, although by now they were going to have trouble avoiding them, seeing as the entire surrounding area was turning into a heavy fog, the captain clicked his tongue, but continued forward.
Rust stood by the door, wearing the moon mask as he twisted the door handle, the corridor was somewhat crowded, with guests coming down from the main deck wet and mad at the weather conditions, he frowned, making his way up on the right side of the stairs as people used the left to frantically run downstairs to avoid the rain, there were workers tying up ropes and other important parts of the airship together, which made Rust notice that a few things seemed to have broken off, the rain was more than just water, it was getting worse by the second.
“Get back inside the ship sir, we are trying to manage the situation” a worker said as Rust reluctantly obeyed, he went back to the corridor, now finding himself looking at a crowd of guests entering their rooms and he followed to his own but felt as if he was doing something incredibly wrong, so he approached the window once again, this time noticing the lightning strikes that struck nearby, lighting up the entire room as they struck. There was silence for a moment and he felt an impending sense of doom and was thrown backwards towards the door, breaking it open as he hit his back against the corridor's walls, the airship had shifted in an absurd manner and the sound of lightning was evermore present.
The airship regained balance but by now, there were at least a dozen unconscious guests on the carpeted floor, he held onto the walls and made his way towards the main deck where he would find the balloon like structure that held the airship high in the air on fire (the airship is a mixture of a ship and a zeppelin) parts of its metal structure falling on the deck as people tried to avoid the scolding hot metal that would fall or even break through the deck, the lightning strike had hit the airship and a fire ensued, but its size was so great he already knew there was no way to recover from it.
The captain of the airship tried his best to control it, with his auxiliary engineers doing their best to keep the engines working but the fire granted them no way to escape the situation, the airship started to lose altitude fast and their only hope appeared amongst the clouds, the flying continent, followed by a city that sat on its borders. They were going to crash, but at the very least the captain could try to ease their fall, granting at least some people a chance of survival, so he held onto the controls for as long as he could, with pieces of the main control room starting to break off, air cutting through as the engineers screamed in fear.
“Leave me, I’ll handle it” the captain screamed to his workers who obeyed, holding onto objects and pillars to make their way out of the room. The windows broke, glass shards flying everywhere as rain invaded the control room, the captain holding onto the controls with all his might, shifting the airship towards the land as the room continued to break, pieces of the floor and walls flying away as the heroic captain kept his eyes focused on their destination.
Rust watched as people were thrown out of the deck, being sent flying into the clouds to a terrible fate, the ship was now tipped towards the continent, an imminent crash in course and from what he could see, there was a city of some kind where they were about to crash. Rust ran down the stairs and tried to help some of the unconscious guests, carrying two of them towards a storage area in the back of the ship, where the impact of the crash would be less damaging, he was surprised to find more adventurers there, they all had the same thought and some were even taking care of others.
As they approached the continent, the captain found them en route towards a city and he pulled the controls one last time, tipping the airship just enough to avoid a few taller buildings, but his efforts were in vain as the ship hit a clocktower that stood proud at the town square, half of it collapsing instantly as the rubble fell on the ground and the airship collapsed, the balloon had burned long ago, with some of the metal frame that was kept inside it being scattered all around the town square and the airship had broken into two pieces with some engine and motor parts burning around the town square.
They had reached the floating continent.
Rust woke up as did some other people, they had survived the crash but some were severely wounded, choosing to remain at the storage was the right choice but none escaped unscathed. He stood up, pushing some of the wooden planks aside as light entered the room, he heard loud and heavy steps and soon the outside world was revealed to them. Through the hole that had been made on the ship's vessel stood humanoid elephant people, tall and strong, some wore very simple golden armor as others wore lightweight robes, they looked at the survivors of the airship, and one of them waved his hand to his fellow elephant people.
“We need healers now” he turned back to the survivors “you bunch chose a perfectly wrong time to reach Sunballe, but help is on the way, rest assured you will all survive.”
