Stories tagged “Location: Raventops Airspace”
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On Patrol: Evasive Maneuvers
I kept calm and relayed the information. “One ship, maybe more, not any of ours- at least according the troop movements we last recieved. Long range skirmisher. We went dark as soon as we saw them but they’re already moving to intercept us....
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On Patrol: Eyes in the Sky
“Don’t worry- I’m right behind you.” I wasn’t going to risk letting him out of my sight. Just because he had reason to trust all of his crew didn’t mean I did. This would be a perfect time for an assassin to strike. ...
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On Patrol: Going Down
My fingers were beginning to burn from the wind. I carefully flexed them to keep feeling in them. More of the strange creatures dropped through the cloud cover and curved toward us. The frame of the ship shook violently, once and then again, as the can...
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On Patrol: Hooked
“That flare was meant to draw more attention that of the bats. The ghost flares will be useless if they can pinpoint our location.” Firus said. We rushed back down the stairs to the lower deck and opened the door to a hellish scene. Small f...
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On Patrol: Swabbing the Deck
Firus was a force of nature, as strong and implacaple as a hurricane gale. He battled his way to his fallen men with a cutlass longer than my arm. The silver blade flashed as it sliced through the air in wide arcs, severing the monsters grotesque arms ...
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On Patrol: True Grit
“How can you see anything in all of this?” I waved my Krillman to try and dissipate some of the smoke and dust to no effect. “Here, maybe this’ll help.” Esmil yelled, bringing a portable elp-lamp to bear. It was the size o...
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On Patrol: To the Sideline!
Groaning metal that drowned out all other sounds preceded the violent tilting of the Heart’s Desire as it slowly began rolling onto her side. Firus was banking to give us the best possible targets. That was the reason I’d been ordered down ...
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On Patrol: Crimson Skies
Faster than I could imagine, pairs of men reloaded each one of the big guns. This was the first time I had seem them in action and I was impressed. The cannons were devastion incarnate but the men were a wonder to watch. To my eyes, each man acted like...
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On Patrol: Marionette
Navigating the ship at such an extreme angle was an excercise in upper body gymnastics. The worst part was trying to monkey around the upper decks. Going outside was not only treacherous but deadly. A single misstep could cause a man to fall to his dea...
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On Patrol: Signs of Victory
“Nevermind that now, look!” I screamed with excitement. Everyone followed my gaze and started whooping and laughing. The only thing left of the ship that had attacked us was the one mag anchor still attached to our hull, its chain, and some...
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On Patrol: Following in the Wake of Destruction
The tiny Muuori drifted slowly over the wreckage of the larger airship. Gathered in the observation bubble, two members of the senior staff looked on grimly. One was a serious young man. The other, a woman of stately beauty despite the silver in her ha...