Summary: The Stone Vigil was cleared and the Enterprise found. As Rhea departed her homeland once more, her thoughts turn to her time back home.
Beneath her, the derelict airship, frozen in time from its descent years prior, rumbled to life. She had been the vanguard for her people in their push to reclaim the Stone Vigil and by her hand, many of the Dravanian's had been forced out. She hoped they'd be able to finish clearing it out and regain control of the fort. Crouching down on the deck, she felt the cold air of Coerthas whip around her as the great beast of the Enterprise took flight and lifted them over the chasm that surrounded the city she was born in. Looking upon the lights of the city of Ishgard, she wondered how her family was.
Yet it was not until they flew over Camp Dragonhead that she felt the pang of homesickness. Even bittersweet as the departure was, a smile formed on her lips at the memory of glimmering blue gems looking into moonlit silvery depths.
Next stop, Gridania for repairs, then Garuda and the Empire. As she looked at the lights of the fort fading in the distance, she knew that her story in Ishgard and Coerthas was far from over.
Moreover, she knew she would see him again, as well.