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Final Fantasy
Last Ship of the Sun
The Setting Sun made its way over the dessert on its way towards Muscadet. Captain Ries was at the helm, watching the landscape go by. Lorek was pouring over maps in a corner, one eye lazily closing as he started to nod off. Many would shun such sleepy behavior, but Ries knew Lorek would only fall asleep if his job was finished.
Janine was looking over the records they'd received about Carlos' expedition. Naturally they would have gone north. This was all she could make out. She wasn't a navigator, but she was looking for a different set of clues. Had Carlos really found it?
Found what? A history lesson is in order. Ivalice was home to many ports, but once there had been one that stood above the rest. Known as the Fleet of the Sun, a great number of the most powerful airships roamed the skies. These sunships were infamously known for the prestige in battle. Unfortunately the reign of these ships could not last forever.
The Setting Sun flew over another wreck. Naturally it was a sunship. What hadn't been taken by scavengers was now rusting over, boiling in the sun. Great holes were inside of it where the great cannons had ripped it into pieces in midair. This had been the fate of every last ship of the Fleet of the Sun.
Ries had found The Setting Sun right before a mob did. He'd taken off and had been hunted from port to port because of it. The airship was no longer in mint condition, and the only recognizable portion of the ship was its signature bridge. One whole side of the hull had been replaced, and he'd changed the engines. Everywhere he went he had to be very careful, or else he might lose something else off the ship. No one cared if his ship got vandalized. Sometimes the police would even encourage it.
Muscadet would be no problem. They were going to stop there to ask a couple of contacts if they had heard what happened to Carlos and his crew. If they were lucky they could follow his trail and trace it all the way to the ultimate treasure. The final sunship, never before flown, but in perfect condition. Carlos had found it, but then he'd been killed. Ries needed to know why.
Night fell, and Janine found Ries still at the helm. "This could be it," she said. "If we find it, we'd be famous.
"That's not why I want to find it."
"The treasure inside it then?"
"No matter how much there is, that wouldn't impress me," he said. "Somebody already knows where it is, but when Carlos found it he opened up a can of worms. All those arrests. If we find the ship, maybe we'd find out what started all of this."
"I'd prefer treasure and fame. I can buy stuff with that."
Lorek wasn't sleeping anymore. "I'll take the helm Riessss." The bulky bangaa shuffled up and took it from the captain.
"So that's why you're always tired you lazy fool," said Ries smugly, "Always hauling the night shift."
"We'll land just before sunrise," said Janine, "We'd better be ready, I want to be out of there before the police try and lock us down again."