Red Dragon's Roar - Fall of the Kuroinu!

by King Traegodia

On their way to Hammerfell, The Dragonborn and his friends get swept up into a storm only to end up in the land of Eostia. Upon arriving, they are pulled in the middle of yet another war. But what they don't realize, is that things aren't all they seem, and they will soon be forced to make some hard choices.

4. Chapter 3

Chapter 3 :Dogs and Dragons

Summary:

On recap of the last chapter, Traysek finally agreed to join Volt and his black dogs in the war. Now, the dragons meet their teammates. But not everyone is on board with this alliance...

Notes:

I will list the mods used in this story, after this chapter. I know some of you have Skyrim on console and PC so be on a lookout for it.

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basecamp, 8:00pm, Frondas

Inside of another tent, Traysek, Erik and Inigo were in a small line behind two other mercenaries. Holding a list, the large man behind the desk dismissed the other two with a grin as the waiting trio approached him.

"Hello there, "Traysek greeted, getting the attention of large man.

"What can I do for you?" The quartermaster asked, sitting down the list.

"We are here to reclaim our gear," Inigo added in, grinning.

The quartermaster frowned at them, "Hmm... What are your names...?"

"I'm Traysek and this here is Inigo and Erik," The Redguard introduced, as they both gave greeting nods, "We were told to come here from your leader, Volt."

The Quartermaster looked through his list, muttering until he came upon a name and glanced up at them, giving an approving nod, "Ahh, so it is you, sorry about all the security, you won't believe how many louts have claimed that these items belong to them."

"Don't worry about it friend," Erik waved off, "I'm surprised you have it all here, all things considering."

"The boss told me you would be coming by, you'll find all your gear over there in that chest," The large man said, pointing at the chest on the left side.

Traysek looked in the direction, giving the quartermaster a nod after, "Thank you, we'll be out of your hair in a minute, pulling this stuff out isn't going to take long."

"Actually, you can take that back with you, be better if you sorted this among your group."

Inigo's ears went up, scratching his furry chin, "Hmm, well considering that there's five of us, that might be a better idea, my friend." he said to Traysek.

Erik looked behind and nodded, "Yeah, besides I'm not liking the looks we're getting from behind."

Inigo turned around and saw the glares and disapproving looks they were getting. His tail began to twitch violently with his ears back, giving them a hard stare in response.

"Pay them no mind guys, let's just get our things and go," Traysek said dismissively, before turning his attention back to the quartermaster, "Thank you uh..."

"It's Oxman," The Quartermaster introduced himself as, "That's what they call me, so now you know."

Traysek nodded, Shaking his hand, "good to meet you, Oxman. I hope we run into each other again."

"Likewise captain, I'll be here, just bring your broken weapons in and I'll fix it up for ya."

"Noted," the Redguard simply responded, turning to the other two, "Alright guys, lets get this back and get outfitted."

Erik sighed, walking to the crate and picked up his end, "Finally..."

Inigo chuckled going to the other side of the crate and lifted, walking by the staring mercs with a smirk.

"Next!" Oxman called out, making the line move.

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Back at the other tent, Recorder and Lucien remained there, lounging around. Hearing multiple footsteps approaching, the duo looked up to find Traysek opening the tent and letting himself in, holding it open for Inigo and Erik to walk through.

"Hey guys, you're back, what took you?" Recorder asked, as they set the crate down.

"The line was pretty long, plenty of people inside," Traysek said, walking over to the box and opening it.

Her and Lucien walked over to it and looked inside with other three, "I think this is everything..." Recorder said Frowning at the jumbled mess, "They didn't have to throw all in here like this!"

"I don't really care as long as nothing in here is broken," Erik said, "Everything looks fine in here anyway,"

Traysek nodded, "That it does... Alright let's get started." He said, reaching into the box.

The entire group spent time checking their things as Traysek doled them out. He gave Recorder her recording device, putting a big smile on her face.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I've missed this thing!" She said, hugging it to her face.

Power metal singer: Recorder's recoooorder, Valahahaaa!

Traysek reached back into crate and came out with a jar with a dragonfly inside, "Hey Inigo, look what found!"

Inigo grabbed the jar and smiled, "Mr. Dragonfly! you're alive and well, I'm glad!" He said, holding it up.

Power metal singer: Mr. Dragonfly! back to inigo- oh yeeaaaah~!

The insect buzzed happily at the reunion as he hooked the jar back on his belt. The Redguard went back into crate and came out with pair of dwemer googles, handing them to lucien.

"I've missed these," The imperial said, taking them back, putting them on his head, "I wonder if they need oil...?"

The captain chuckled, "We'll get the chance to oil those soon, I have to make sure they put the-" He stopped when pulled out a small bag, "The haven bag in! yes!" Holding it.

In power metal voice: Haaaaven ba-aag!

Everyone looked around with frowns on their faces, Lucien raised an eyebrow, "Where is that coming from?"

"I don't know, but it's getting annoying," Traysek said, pulling out weapons.

When everything was finally out of the chest, The group easily found their unique weapons, taking the time to inspect them. Inigo found his ebony dagger but the question remained on the three ebony swords laying there.

"So..." Erik said, breaking the silence, "How do we tell which one is which?"

Traysek hummed staring at them, "Easy, Recorder's blades can take away steal lifeforce and magicka, Inigo's has balefire and lingering flame," Picking one of them up, and pulling it out of its sheath.

When he held it up, it had a green and yellow glow coming off of it along with a warm sensation.

"Yeah, this is your's Inigo, I can feel the heat off of this thing," Traysek nodded, handing the khajiit his sword.

Inigo grinned, putting the blade back on his belt, As Recorder grabbed the remaining two ebony swords, not bothering to draw them and put them on her hip.

Erik on the other hand, was reunited with his shield and silver war axe, giving the axe a few test swings.

"Oi Erik, the area's too small for you to be swinging that around. if you're going to do that, take it outside." Traysek called out, getting his attention.

"Sorry about that sir," The nord apologized, "I couldn't help it, felt naked without it."

"I understand that, I do, but we'll have plenty of time for that later... for now, put it on leash." The Redguard chuckled.

Erik gave a nervous chuckle, "I'll control the urge sir, promise."

"I hope so dude, because you already put a few holes with your "test" swings" Recorder said, pointing at the small tears on the side of the tent.

"Heh..." The nord nervously laughed, "Yeah I could've planned that out better..."

Lucien scoffed, "Oh, You think?!"

"Hey! I said I was sorry already! lay off!" Erik barked back, sheathing his axe and putting the shield on his back.

Recorder walked over to the large crate and peek inside, "Anything else?"

"All that we had on us, the rest of the weapons should still be in storage, probably not a good idea to be carrying those around with the looks we're getting anyway." Traysek said, rubbing the back of his head.

Inigo nodded, "It might be a good idea, don't want to get these guys all jumpy for no reason."

Erik snorted, "They could've jumped and they've would've gotten knocked down just as easily."

"See? that kind of hostility is what'll cause a problem, Erik," Traysek reprimanded, "Use that brain I know you have, we're outnumbered by hundreds maybe even thousands. We'd stand no chance of fighting them ALL, especially with this busted wing here. No, we're going to play this smart, because that seems to be the only option that makes sense."

The nord put his head down, as the Redguard put a hand on his shoulder, bring his attention back on him.

Traysek gave a small sigh, "Chin up lad, we just don't need to be so gung-ho about it, that's all... I understand you not trusting them, but I don't recommend getting into a fight with one of them over distrust"

Inigo ear twitched, raising an eyebrow, "Ok? but what if THEY attack US?"

"Now defending yourself? that's a whole different story... part of the reason I gave you your swords and axes."

Lucien held both his dwarven sword and beam dagger, "So we can hurt these guys if they try us?"

"ONLY if they are the aggressor, yes, do what you have to... I would hope that you maim, not kill though..."

Recorder nodded, "So maim but don't kill... good to know!"

Traysek reached into the crate again and came out with backpacks, "Alright, this leather one is Recorder's" Handing it to her, "Medium leather, Inigo's" Tossing him his, "Let's see, medium mage backpack..."

"That's mine," Lucien spoke up, taking it from him and put it on, "Now I feel complete!"

The Redguard grabbed another large leather backpack, tossing it to Erik, who caught it with a grin.

"Gods, and I thought it feel off during the storm, nice to know it's all here." The nord said, putting it on his back.

Traysek pulled out the last backpack along with a dwemer goggle. After he put the backpack on, He put the goggle on his right eye and clicked a button, testing it's functions.

"What's our current threat level?" Inigo asked, sheathing his knife.

"Let's see..." Traysek responded, Switching to the threat assess reading.

To his surprise, their levels were pretty good. Inigo, Recorder, and Erik were a gold color. Lucien was green color, putting a smirk on his face before he turned it off.

"Well, everything seems to be normal, Lucien is still a greenie." Traysek laughed, earning a groan from Lucien.

"Nice to know... Really..." The imperial grumbled, "Guess this means more training..."

Inigo chuckled, "You make that sound so bad my friend, in the end, we're all going to be training anyway."

"That's right, but we'll do it tomorrow, it's too late in the evening for a workout now."

Lucien sighed in relief, "Thank the gods, dodged a bullet there."

"For now~..." The Redguard's voice sang, grinning wide which made the imperial whimper.

A couple of footsteps approach the tent, getting their attention as the flap of the tent opens with two grunts walking in. Traysek rose an eyebrow to their arrival, not expecting it.

"Is there something we can do for you guys?" He asked, getting silence in return as another man walked in, yawning.

The final man had short brown hair, wearing an open green vest, blue jeans, and brown leather boots that came up to his shins. An olive green pouch hung on his arm, along with a wrap that was on his wrist. He had two silver daggers that hung on both sides of his belt.

"Don't worry, these guys are with me," The mysterious man assured, "I'm Hicks, captain of the scouting team. The boss sent me to fetch you all for our debriefing."

Traysek nodded, extending his left hand, "Good to meet you, Hicks. Traysek's the name, or captain, I go by both."

"You're a captain too? well, that just makes things more interesting, glad to have ya!" Hick said, shaking his hand.

The former chuckled, "I hope so, you seem like decent people already."

"We tend to be pretty loose around here, just because we're at war doesn't mean we can't enjoy our time off." Hicks agreed, scanning the tent, "I would like to get to know you all, but Vult's waiting and I'm pretty sure you don't wanna stay cooped up in here."

Erik took note of the scowls the other two grunts had on their faces, 'Pretty loose, huh? Right...'

"You just don't know how true that is right now..." Recorder groaned, stretching her arms.

The Redguard rolled his eyes at that with a smirk, giving Hicks a nod, "Yeah, everyone needs some air. Lead the way Hicks."

"Follow me," The Hicks nodded, leading the five out of the tent with his men following behind..

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As the group walked through the camp, they could see a large crowd gathered up in the center ahead, Vault being on top of a pedestal along with Kin. The group pushed through the crowd, getting a better view to merc giving his speech.

"Good job today men! You all deserve a reward, so feel free to rest up, get yourself a woman and a drink and enjoy, for tomorrow we march on the black fortress!" Volt announced, getting a loud cheer from the crowd. His gave loud laugh, his gaze making it on The Dragonborn, "Ah! captain! you came!"

Traysek nodded grinning, "Yeah, you wanted us to be here, why not?"

Volt cleared his throat, "Gentlemen, this is the captain of the flying ship," He introduced, getting the crowd to focus on the Redguard and his friends, "Come on up here and introduce yourself, Captain."

The crowd opened up, allowing Traysek to walk up to next to the pedestal, grinning at everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Captain Traysek of the Red dragon crew." Traysek announced, making sure everyone was paying attention, "I want to thank Vault and those Responsible for pulling me and my friends out of the wreckage," He said, taking a deep breath after, "And... I also want to apologize for our landing. From what I know, some of ya were injured or killed when we ended up here. Know that my crew and I will make amends!"

Volt grinned at that, turning to the crowd "The Red Dragons have agreed to join our cause! treat them as if they are one of us!"

The soldiers cheered, some giving loud hooping yells and others clapping. A few however did neither of those things and simple smiled and nodded.

"I think they like you," Volt said, earning a nod from the Redguard.

"Seems like it, all things considering..." The captain smiled, frowning at a sudden realization, "That reminds me... Where is the ship anyway?"

"Oh, your ship? it's nearby, we're not too far off from the battlefield," Vault explained, "I can take you there now if you like."

Traysek nodded, "I'd like that, besides... it can't be that bad can it...?"

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A Few miles from camp, crashsite...

When Vault, Kin and Red dragon crew arrived, they were treated to the sight of the dev Aveza turned sideways with holes in the hull. The wooden wings on the sides were probably the worst of out the ship, being torn mostly off. Traysek in shock, walking a few clicks ahead and dropped to his knees. Around it were more than several bodies of imps, orcs and goblins.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He cried at the top of his lungs, "My beautiful ship... what happened to you girl?!"

Volt watched the Dragonborn wail over the damage of his ship, turning to the rest of them, "Uh... how often does this happen...?"

"You'd be surprised..." Recorder deadpanned, watching the captain pitifully crawl to it and hug the damaged hull, "To be honest, I don't think the ship has ever ended up like that before..."

Kin adjusted his glasses, "Interesting, must've been to quite a few places..."

Lucien scratched the back of his head, "If that's how things look on the outside, what does the inside look like...?"

"We're about to find out," Inigo said, walking over to Traysek who was still on his knees, "Are you ok my friend?"

"Yeah... I'm fine, just-" The redguard sniffled, standing up "-coming to terms with what I'm looking at..."

The blue khajiit nodded, "Things do look rough here on the outside, let's see how everything is in, might be fine."

"You might be right... besides, if everything in there is torn up in there, I at least want to see if anything is salvageable."

Volt and the others walked up to the damaged ship, giving it a puzzling stare.

"I've never seen a ship like this anywhere before," The older merc said, rubbing his chin, "Don't worry about it, I can get a few dozen men to help with repairs, I'm dying to see this fly myself."

Erik rose an eyebrow at that, "What's got you so eager...?"

"Victory boy! Victory..." Volt answered, clutching his fist with a grin, causing the young nord to deadpan.

"Yeah, ok." Erik simply responded with, 'Not suspicious at aaaall...'

Traysek inspected his ship and nodded, turning to Volt, "I may need to take that offer now, can't get in with it sideways."

The older merc nodded, "Alright, I'll go fetch the men," Turning to Kin, "You coming or staying or here?"

"Hmm..." glancing at Recorder who was looking through her bag, "I think I'll stay here for awhile, just to get to know our new...Friends."

The older man chuckled, "Good luck kiddo, just don't get yourself killed trying..."

"Don't worry, I won't... patience is my strong suit" The teen smirked, getting a nod from the other, watching him head back to camp.

Traysek sat down and opened his backpack, taking out a large bottle, "Yes! it's still in one piece!"

"What is that?" Inigo asked, frowning at the bottle.

"It's spice rum, Saadia had it imported from home. I need a drink after seeing this," Popping open the cork and taking a few gulps, offering the bottle to the khajiit, "Rum?"

Inigo waved him down, "Maybe later, it's hard to drink around hostile smells," glancing back at Kin, taking a seat next to him.

"What? don't trust those friendly scowls?" The Redguard joked, earning a chuckle from the other.

"If I'm being honest, it's difficult to relax here, my friend, being locked up in there didn't help much."

Traysek sighed and nodded, "I know, and I understand things have been tense these last few hours, I'm not surprised they would still feel the way they do, even after my speech."

Erik walked up and took the offered bottle, "So now what?" Taking a few sips and handing it back.

"We wait... besides we're at the ship already, might as well relax while we can." The captain said, laying back with his hands behind his back.

Recorder and Lucien were at another portion of the ship, wincing at how many holes were there. Kin stood nearby, watching the duo inspect the damage. His gaze was on Recorder who didn't seem to notice him staring at her, which put a small grin on his face.

"Please don't tell me we don't have to clean this up..." Record whined, getting a sigh from scholar.

"Well if the system is online, we probably won't have to. Those droids in there should be able to clean up most of everything." Lucien said, scratching his head, "But even then..."

"Yeah..." Recorder sighed, glancing up as the other mage approached.

"So are these what make it fly?" Kin asked, adjusting his glasses.

Lucien nodded, pointing at the wooden fins, "Well, in a sense they help the ship soar, but as for what keeps it flying, that lies inside."

"Interesting..." He said glancing back to Recorder and back to him, "Must take a number of men to operate it."

Recorder shook her head, "Nope, unlike other ships, this one only requires one to fly."

Kin widened his eyes at that, "Only one mans it? that's unheard of..."

"Dwemer ships are strange like that, the dwarves had interesting ways to travel," Lucien explained, stepping over a piece of wood.

"Fascinating... I would like to learn more about these "Dwemer" if they have technology like this, it might be a good idea to study on them more." Kin said, earning a nod from Lucien.

"No worries, I can help out witht that, in fact I have a book on them if you'd like a copy." The imperial offered, getting a smile from the teen.

"I would like to see if you have it," Kin said, trying to contain his excitement.

Lucien pondered on it for a moment, until he shrugged reaching into his backpack and pulling out a book, handing it to him.

"Here you go, this is a book on their cities, i have more research on the ship, but that's you know..."

Kin nodded, taking the book, "This will do for now, thank you Lucien."

"Don't mention it, you have any questions or have a hard time pronouncing words, feel free to ask me."

Kin nodded, adjusting his glass, "I'll be sure to," Turning to Recorder after, " Are you a student too? same study?"

She rubbed the back of her neck, "You could say that... although probably not like him."

"It's complicated, but it's true... she is a student as well." Lucien cut in with.

Kin rubbed his chin, nodding, "So what are your studies based on?"

"Oh... just your general skills, fighting, inventory control, long distances, but as for what I'm doing, that's... classified." Recorder explained, getting a frown the teen.

"Oh come on, I KNOW there's something valuable you've been studying..." Kin persisted, walking closer to her.

Feeling abit vulnerable, Recorder slightly moved back, "There is, but again... I don't want to risk breaking protocol."

"Protocol...?" what protocol...?" He asked leaning into her now.

"Uh..."

"Hey guys! you coming over or is that the hangout spot?" Traysek called out to them, breaking the line of questions.

Lucien nodded at the other three, turning to Kin and Recorder, "We better go over there, the ship won't be any good until those other men get here, Coming Record?"

She nodded, "Yeah I'll join you guys, besides I want to see if the Dragonborn's got a sweetroll," Recorder said, Walking with lucien to join the others. Kin remained at the damaged hull, watching them both get closer to the group.

'So... She's a student as well... but what's does she mean by "Breaking protocol?" I'll have to find out more about our new friends... Her especially...'

Kin slowly made his way to the group, who was passing a bottle to each other after taking sips out of it...

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10 Minutes later...

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Around a small makeshift fire, the Red dragon crew lounged around. Some reading books, others drinking and laughing with the captain. Traysek looked up when he heard multiple footsteps approaching them, to find Volt and more than a few dozen men waiting with ropes.

"Ah, captain, sorry it took some time, I hope brought enough," Volt said, turning around to men behind him.

Traysek nodded with a grin, "I'm sure we have enough, for what we're trying to do anyway."

"Speaking of which, how are we getting this tipped over?"

"Simple," Traysek answered, "One group pulls and the other pushes."

Lucien nodded, "Ah, the old push and pull method, seems like it'll work, but how are you going to do that with one arm?"

"With telekinesis, one arm though but it should work all the same," Traysek said, "You're going to be going on the pushing side."

The imperial went wide-eyed at that, "Push...that...? Boss I litterally can't do that, muscles over there probably could,"

"Hey!" Erik shouted in the background.

"But I'm rather small for that kind of labor," Lucien finished.

Traysek facepalmed, "No, I'm not telling you to "physically" push it, you're going to be using magic to help tip over with me."

The scholar sighed in relief, "Oh? so magic, ok I that sounds reasonable..." Looking away.

"You do know telekinesis don't you...?" Traysek asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes...no...no I don't..." Lucien admitted with a nervous smile, rubbing the back of neck, "I've been wanting to learn that spell actually."

The Captain frowned at him, "What? why didn't you tell me that before? I would've given you the tome if you asked," picking up his backpack and began rummaging in it, until he came out with the tome, handing it to him, "Here, next time if there's a spell you want, don't hesitate to ask, got it?"

"Alright boss, I'll be sure to," Lucien nodded, opening the book.

The tome flashed an orange color before it disintegrated, causing the imperial's hands to glow an low orange glow. Lucien turned around to the camp and used the spell, lifting up a piece of wood, tossing it somewhere after.

"Haha! marvelous! I've been dying to learn this for awhile!" Lucien grinned, "Now we're in business!"

Kin adjusted his glasses, watching the imperial scholar marvel over his new spell.

'That was a spell tome right...? but it look it destroyed itself as soon as he opened it, tomes usually don't destroy themselves like that... odd indeed...' He mused, as his boss gave a signaling nod.

"Alright men! I need half of you pulling and half of you pushing! Let's get this boat turned over!" Volt announced, getting cheers from the men as they began to walk to the sides of the boat.

Kin walked up to Traysek and nodded, "I'll be lending a hand with the pulling, I know a few things about telekinesis myself,"

"I hope so, I need all the help I can get," The Redguard grinned, as he watched Erik, Inigo and Recorder walk with the pushing group. Volt chuckled at the sight of her walking with the group, as he grabbed the rope and prepped it.

When everyone got in position, with one hand, Volt gave a nod, "Alright everyone! HEAVE!" He ordered, as the men with ropes began to pull and pushers began to push forward. Traysek and began pulling with Telekinesis and Lucien used the same spell but was pushing it forward, managing to slowly tip it. Kin channeled lime-green light in his hands, adding his own version of telekinesis.

"That's good, it's starting to move, keep going!" Traysek yelled, as the men heaved and pulled and pushed harder.

The boat kept tipping up as everyone continued to push and pull it forward. Everyone struggled to keep their ropes in their hands, or just to keep pushing. For the Redguard, the weight was a bit much on his arm, he's never had to grab anything that size with just one. For the first time in years, he's actually feeling the physical and mental strain.

'Gods... this IS really hard with just one...' He thought to himself, as he glanced at kin who was using the spell with both hands.

The boat was halfway tipped up right at this point, the pullers getting some leverage and managing to pull it down slowly, but still having some trouble. Recorder who was struggling with the push, stopped and rubbed her chin until an idea came to mind.

"Guys I have an Idea, but you're going to have to trust me," Recorder said, getting some heads turned to her.

Inigo winced pushing the boat, "If it's better than this, now's a good time to do it...!" He strained out, nearly losing footing.

"Alright, I just need a good running pace," She said, walking backwards.

Erik rose his head up, "Wait what? what's she doing?"

"Just keep pushing! Don't worry about what I'm doing back here, just move when I tell you!" Reco shouted back.

Volt raised an eyebrow, "What's your crewmate doing captain?"

Traysek glanced around, until he found Recorder tapping her boots to the ground, getting into a running position, going wide-eyed...

"Oh no..." The Redguard gasp, but didn't stop the spell, "Wait Recorder! I'm not sure if that's going to work!"

"I got it dragonborn don't worry!" She yelled, pulling out both a speed and a strength potion. Recorder drank the strength potion and then the speed, before tossing both bottles away, getting into running position once more, before breaking into a sprint.

Lucien who was pushing, glanced at her running towards the boat, "What are you doing?!"

"All you pushers need to move! now!" Traysek warned as she built up speed. The other men turned around to see Recorder coming at the boat like a bullet train and moved out of the way. With enough momentum, she jumped, slamming both of her feet into the boat, the force of it allowing the pullers much-needed leverage to pull the ship down, tipping it upright.

The Dev Aveza now stood tall in it's glory, metal of the ship's ram gleamed in the light of the campfire along with the dragon's skull. Volt had the biggest grin he could muster.

"A damn fine job men! now go rest, you've all earned it!" He annouced, getting some cheers from the workers.

Inigo and Erik cheered with them, Lucien joining them...

"We did my friends! we did it! we did it!" The blue khajiit happily cheered, tail wagging happily.

Erik nodded, "Nothing beats teamwork, not even dwemer ships!"

Traysek looked around, frowning, "Wait... where's Recorder?"

"Over here!" She said, walking around the ship, sighing in relief, "That took a lot of energy, yikes..."

"There she is," Kin said pointing at her, as she ran up to join Traysek and the other two.

"That was Reckless, but it got the job done," The Redguard praised, "Are you ok though?"

The Young woman nervously laughed, " Yeah, I didn't have whirlwind sprint like you, so that was next best thing."

"Hooo! the little lady's got some strength to her, I like that!" Volt complemented, giving her an approving nod.

"Oh! uh... thank you?" Recorder said, not sure how to feel about said complement.

Kin grinned giving her a nod, "You continue to impress, quick thinking on your part."

"The ship was already nearly down, just needed an extra, "oomph!" to it" She said, chuckling.

Traysek looked at the ship, "Either way... now that we have it standing up again, would you gentlemen like a tour?" giving a faux bow.

Volt nodded with Kin, "After you captain, I want to see just what we're dealing with here."

Traysek led Volt, Kin and the rest of his crew up the bridge of the ship, walking upon the deck. Upon Reaching the main deck the ship's flags were torn, the mast of the ship had a dent in it, the wheel remained ok, along with the balloon on top. The Dwemer cannons on the deck seemed to remain fine, some had a few dents in them, but nothing damage worthy.

"Home sweet home..." Lucien muttered, looking at the torn wood on the deck.

Traysek nodded, "It's not so bad up here, it's the inside that concerns me..." He said, walking to the steps leading to the ship's wheel. When he got to it, he grabbed it with one hand and took a deep sigh.

Volt walked up to the trap door leading into to the ship and rubbed his chin, "Does this lead to the crew's quarters?"

"It leads to the inner cabin," The Redguard said, walking back down the steps. He made his way to the door Volt was nearby and opened the hatch, "Come on, I'll show you the inside... or what's left of it..."

"I'll be right down there," Volt nodded, "Coming Kin?"

The teen mage nodded, "Of course, I'm interested to see what makes this bird fly."

"Alright follow me, gentlemen..." The captain said, Leading Kin and Volt down the hatch with Lucien and Recorder behind.

---

Traysek led the others down the small staircase, a few things had been knocked down, but nothing enough to cause a problem. The Redguard opened the doors, revealing a small hallway with doors, his office being the first the thing they see.

"Welcome to the Dragon's lair Gentlemen. This is our living Quarters, that there is my office... which is a bit of a mess..." Traysek said, groaning the last bit, "We'll go there later, I want to check the engine first before anything," Leading the group to a couple of doors that were into the floor.

Traysek opened the doors, leading them down the next set of stairs into the lower cabin, which showed a kitchen as they got closer. When they arrived they could see that some of the pots were knocked over, including the green substance that was in one of the jars. Volt and Kin had raised eyebrows as The Redguard rubbed the back of his neck.

"Um... This is the kitchen... anyone hungry...?" He chuckled nervously.

Volt waved him off with a smirk, "I would but that green stuff doesn't look edible..."

"Oh that? that's elemental sap, from spriggans. I've been trying to find ways to make it edible, so far, it has no taste..." Lucien said, rubbing the back of his neck now.

Recorder winced at the slime, "Eww... you couldn't keep that elsewhere...?"

"I'm if trying to find ways to make it edible... No." The imperial shot back with.

The Redguard rolled his eyes, turning left to set of closed doors, "Alright, this is the engine room, here's to hoping nothing broken..." Opening the doors.

Inside the engine room, there were tools thrown around, (from the crash) and few dents in smelter, but from the look standpoint, the engine itself seemed to be fine.

"This is our engine room, we smelt ores in here as well, helps keep the ship afloat," Traysek explained, walking over to the engine with Lucien.

The imperial inspected the engine for any critical damages, humming as he made checked it over. To his surprise, the only thing that seemed out of place was the resonator to be recalled to the ship, it was out of socket and on the floor, but not broken. He picked it up and put it back in, before pushing the small lever up, causing the smelter to turn on as well as the ship's power. The steam hissed, as the machines began to work.

"Well, power seems to be back on and running, but that hissing tells me that pipes have a small puncture somewhere," Lucien explained, checking the pipes inside, "Until we get that fixed, this ship won't be floating, but as for it's functionality, the ship is running again."

Traysek sighed in relief, "That's always good news, but what can be done about that puncture?"

"That can be easily fixed with a few melted dwemer bars from the inside, but no one is small enough to fit inside them, let alone would be able to take the temperatures inside, you'd be boiled alive trying," Lucien warned.

Recorder rubbed her chin, "Maybe one of your mini drones could do it, go in there with a blowtorch and dwarven bar, whoosh the ship is fixed! everybody wins!" She remarked, adding the sarcastic crowd cheer at the end of it.

Everyone had the sweat drop anime emote, as Traysek chuckled, "Or... we could use omnico...? he's got the size and his body extends to the size he could use tools."

"Omnico? NO! come on, please don't bring out that mini warden!" Record whined, pleading him.

"Oh come on Record, you said he'd be useful, this is me putting him to use... Don't worry he'll be in the pipes, so he won't annoy you," Traysek assured, waving it off, "If he does become a problem, I'll turn him into the golden toilet again."

Recorder frowned raising her eyebrow, "Not sure how I should feel about that... but do we need that smartass?"

"I wouldn't suggest it, but if we want this ship to fly again, We'll need him I'm afraid..." Lucien sighed, shaking his head, "As much as I as I don't like him, he'll come in handy."

Traysek nodded, "Then it's settled... omnico it is."

The Redguard charged up a summoning spell and threw it on the ground, bringing out a small dwarven sphere.

" . you stink of rum, blood and sex. don't touch me." The Robot greeted, receiving a series of boot from the now annoyed redguard. "Argh! ow ow ow!"

The imperial rubbed the back of his neck,"Well...that didn't take long..."

"And he worried about ME getting annoyed!" Recorder yelled from the background.

Volt and kin chuckled, watching Redguard assault the tiny robot with stomping."

"There will be plenty more where those came from, following a golden bath... understand...?" Traysek lowly growled, grinding his boot on the cowering omnico.

"Y-yes I understand!" Omnico whined, peeking his head up to see the Traysek's annoyed expression.

The pirate removed his boot off the slightly dented sphere, "Good, now there's something I need you to do."

"what. do. you. request. of. me?"

"I need you to repair any damages to the ship's steampipe, it's got a puncture in it, and we can't fit inside to repair it ourselves."

The bot went silent for a second, until a sigh could be heard from it, "So you need someone to fit inside. Affirmative, the time calculated for repairs, is in fifteen minutes." As he rolled towards one of the vents.

"Hold on, I need to let you in," Lucien said, walking over to one of the pipes and opening the vent up for it, "There, through that pipe, you'll find the damage."

Omnico rolled into the opening and made his way. As he did this, Recorder let out a relieved sigh. "Thank god he chose not harass me today! seriously..."

Traysek chuckled, "After the boot treatment I gave him earlier, I think it might've knocked it out of his programming...I hope."

Kin smirked, watching omnico roll through the pipes, "He's quite an interesting little thing, how'd you make him?"

"I didn't make him, he was...gifted to me by Recorder actually, that's why she doesn't get along with him." Traysek said, getting a pout from her.

Volt smirked, "At least this ship's going to be flying soon, all good things captain."

"Yup, so for now, guess I'll show you my office." Traysek offered, walking out of the room, "He's going to be at this for awhile so...drink?"

"I could use one, sure." Volt nodded, following the Redguard out.

Only Lucien, Kin and Recorder remained in the engine room, the young woman gave the guys a nod, "Alright, since engineering isn't my thing, I'm going upstairs to find those stash of sweetrolls."

"Aww~ not going to stay with us intellectuals?" Kin teased, getting a nervous chuckle from her.

"It's alright Kin, besides, we had an accident in here with her before... we don't need a repeat of that, so she's right..." Lucien spoke, earning a stuck out tongue from her.

"Whatever! it's not like I destroyed it... just made it malfunction for awhile..." Recorder grumbled, walking out of the engine room.

With only the two mages left, Lucien checked the engine over again as Kin looked around the room.

"Gotta say, you sure know your way with these steampipes, I'd never figure it out," The young mage nodded, "Strange though... I've never seen any ships that use steam-power to fly, must be quite the reward."

Lucien chuckled, turning around, "Well, Dwarven Technology depends on steam-power, but it also uses ancient magic to keep afloat, hard as it is to believe..."

"Intriguing... You had my attention at first, but now you've got my curiosity... please tell me more about this..."Dwemer technology" You seem very knowledgeable of it. Of all my studies, the dwarves I've read about couldn't produce something like this... too complex for them."

Lucien's eyes lit up like firecrackers at that, "Since I do have an expert grasp at it, I guess it couldn't hurt to... share SOME of my studies."

"Some?"

"Yeah sorry, the boss doesn't want me divulging anything crucial to outsiders... you can understand that, right...?" Lucien apologized, rubbing the back of his neck.

Kin said nothing with a blank expression, until he nodded with a polite smile, "Of course, I wouldn't dig too much into your secrets. I'll be happy with what you can show me."

Lucien rose an eyebrow, but shrugged it off with a grin, "Alright, here's a little of what I have..."

---

Traysek and Volt walked into the captain's office, which out of all the rooms, had a few messes inside but nothing extreme. The stuff that was on the table, was knocked on the floor along with most of the books from the shelves. The Redguard walked up to the desk, and on the way he spots his dwemer compass on the floor, picking it up and sitting it on the table before slumping back on his chair.

"Ahh... feels good to be back in here..." Traysek sighed, kicking his feet up, "Pull up a seat, lets chat."

Volt nodded, and picked up the other chair and sat in front of him, looking around in curiosity, "This is a nice office, captain. You take appointments or something?"

The Redguard chuckled, "Well, that depends on the "Appointments" I've been told before that I'm a gooood "Healer" take that as you will."

Volt laughed at that, "Ahh, the captain's a romantic type, I see you..."

"Romantic Type? Hah! don't insult me... the longest romance I had lasted for a week," Traysek laughed, as Volt did.

"So you're a man that doesn't like being tied down? I can respect that, most women that we come by ARE shallow, it makes sense." Volt said, smirking.

Traysek chuckled, "Well, from where I'm from, there are very few shallow women around, and those types of women are usually seen with disdain."

"Aren't we lucky...? Wished that happened in this land... a few of them NEED to be put in their places."

The Redguard rubbed his chin at the statement, "By "Few" I'm going to assume you mean your benefactors?"

"OUR benefactors but yes, I do mean them..." Volt said, serious expression.

Traysek nodded, "I see... from how you're acting, I'm probably going to like them even less... So you got a special someone too?"

"I did... but a long time ago... Not so much now."

"Aww... what happened? had bad fall out?" Traysek asked, teasingly.

Volt went silent for a moment, almost as if he's remembering something until he nodded his head, "Eh... something like that... the less said the better."

"I agree..." Traysek responded with, "It's no good to dwell on old love, it's best to just move on if it doesn't work out."

Volt chuckled at that, "An old man like me doesn't hold on to things like that, I'm more than past that, besides with all the tail in Eostia, how could I?"

Traysek frowned with grin, "Damn... the women are THAT beautiful here? Now I have to see this city."

"Well with how the repairs are going, that might come sooner than you think!" Volt laughed, "Just don't get caught starin' at em, they don't seem to like that too much."

"Would any woman, honestly?" The Redguard chuckled, standing up, "So... about that drink?"

The older merc nodded, "I could use one after all that pulling, what're we drinking?"

"Depends," Traysek said, walking over to a barrel, "We've got ale, milk, mead, juice, and rum, take your pick."

Volt rubbed his chin, "I've heard of mead, the northmen usually favor that drink. I never tried it, but I heard it was worth the travel up north from some of the men."

"Huh? it's hard to come by here? noted..." The captain nodded, pulling out on bottle and tossing it to Volt, "Mead it is, enjoy..." Traysek said, pulling out another bottle and walked back to his seat, sitting.

The black dogs leader checked the bottle over, it was small in his hands. He popped the cork off the bottle and took a sip, widening his eyes, "Hot damn! this is pretty good!"

"I'd hope so," Traysek chuckled, "Blackbriar mead is the best out of them, there are others like honningbrew and nord mead, but the blackbriar brand stomps them out every time... That's my personal opinion though, you might like the others."

The older merc was half done with his bottle, before sitting it down, "If they taste just as good as this, I think I just found a new favorite."

"Glad you like it," The captain nodded, "Now, since Omnico is going to be in repair for minute, how about we pass the time with a game?" Pulling out a deck of cards.

"A game you say? sure I could take some time off, what are we playing?"

"There are many, battle of heroes, dice jack, there's five card draw which recorder is good at, but those require more people... There is another that is meant for two players, and it's called the battle of red ring, which IS a personal favorite of mine."

Volt rose an eyebrow, "Red ring? never heard of it... how's it played?"

"Simple," The Redguard started with shuffling the deck, "We each choose from a the deck in the middle and whoever has the stronger card, takes the other, until we amass our own deck... then it gets fun from there."

(A/N: I know the actual card game is called, "war" I'm just calling it something else to be lore-friendly, fucking sue me... .l. -_- .l.)

"Ah, much like battleground, a game we all play here, this will be interesting... ready when you are captain." Volt nodded, as the Redguard finished shuffling the deck.

Traysek sat it in the middle and drew the first card as Volt drew his, smirking, "I've never lost before so... don't take it personally."

"Save that after you win," Volt chuckled, "If you can..."

"Hohoho~ big man thinks he can beat me at my own table...? alright... game on!" The Redguard challenged, as they both laid their cards on the table...

---

Meanwhile...

---

On the top deck of the ship, Inigo and Erik were hanging around the captain's wheel, on the bridge, some of volt's men were checking out the ship and socializing.

Erik grabbed the wheel, and began steering with it...

"It's not everyday I get to touch this, the captain will probably kill me if he saw me doing it," The young nord grinned.

The blue Khajiit chuckled, shaking his head, "Well the ship isn't flying, I doubt he would care, my friend. But there leaves much to your steering skills..."

"And YOU... know how to steer ships, Inigo...?"

"Sure I can, Traysek's been showing me how to fly for awhile... and what I do know is that isn't how you steer it... let me show you," Inigo said, taking the wheel from him, "You're supposed to relax and steer with one hand, while smoking with the other..." Putting a honey-nut treat stick in his mouth, "That's how you're supposed to do it, now walk the plank!"

Erik chuckled, "Wut...? and here I thought I was actually getting a lesson, by the gods Inigo!" Now flat out laughing.

"I am Captain Inigo, and on this ship, we be plunderin' sweetrolls and virgins!"

Erik cheered, playing along, "Aye captain- wait... virgins? really?" he asked frowning at him.

"I thought it sounded catchy, just rolled off the tongue thinking about it now though... it does sound like a bandit threat..."

"Only if we ARE bandits, we're heroes so, they might be a little nicer..." The young nord chuckled.

"Yes! we will only take the sweetrolls and the virgins...if they want to come too!"

Erik gave a mock salute, "Aye Captain!"

On the bridge of the ship, a few of black dogs were staring at the giggling duo. One of them, the shorter of the group kept a trained glare on them.

"Volt said that these guys are allies now, but they seem kinda... immature?" another merc said, scratching his head.

The short man snorted, "I don't like it... these people just crash land on our battlefield and all of a sudden, the boss is ok with it? something doesn't add up and these guys are up to something..."

"How do we know that for sure? you heard that guy, he said he'd make it up to us," A lanky member spoke, "Be kinda pointless if we attacked them, don't you think?"

"Look, I'm not saying I'm going to attack them, I just don't trust them... now if one of the leaders tells me to, believe me I won't hesitate..."

"Yeah..." The bulky merc said, watching them goof around with the ship's wheel, "Although I am interested in seeing what they can do, I could see myself exchanging some blows with them."

"Then we're in agreement..." The short merc nodded, keeping his eyes on them.

---

In the lounge section of the cabin, Recorder was writing over the recent events that had happened, the crash, the strange place and it's people. All this new information was a lot to take in, surely making a call back to academy might change things up, right? well, when she had, she couldn't get a signal for some reason or another. she tried seven times to contact them in between writing... this was her eight attempt... and so far...

"Come on you damn thing! please get through! I'm in a strange new world and I need answers, come on!" Record pleaded, as the line went static and died again, "Damn this fucking thing!" she roared, tossing it across the room.

Recorder was officially at her breaking point with the device. She honestly hoped it broke from the impact of how she threw it, unlucky for her, those things were indestructible to a point.

"Well, you prevent breaking but you can't even get a damn signal! useless!"

As she huffed, a chuckle could be heard coming around the corner, getting her attention. Recorder found Kin standing at the hallway, adjusting his glasses while grinning.

"You seem to be having a problem..." He said in a low voice.

Recorder blinked twice before nodding, "Yeah, my device isn't working... it can't get it online, it's infuriating!"

"Oh? what seems to be the problem? maybe I can help...?" He said, inching closer to her.

Recorder waved him off while walking over to the thrown device, "Look, I appreciate it, but I don't think it's something you can help me with, foreign tech and all... Besides, I threw it, I'm sure it's broken now," Picking it up.

Kin rose an eyebrow, "Are you sure? it doesn't seem all that complex... looks simple actually, here, let me look at it," He offered, holding his hand out.

Recorder reluctantly handed over the device, as the teen mage looked it over carefully, tinkering with it before handing it back.

"Try it now," He said, nodding to it.

The young woman frowned at him, before attempting to make a call, hearing another voice come in."

"This is Narciss, speaking..."

The young woman's eyes lit up, "Hey! it actually works again! what did you do?"

"There were a few things that looked like they were out of place, I simply put them back and added a modification of my own... a call stone as you will."

"Call stones?" Record asked with an raised eyebrow.

"There are stones that allow communication, a few know of them such as myself and a few holy knights... very useful, you can keep that one, I have more," Kin said grinning.

"Thank you very much! now the academy won't murder me..."

As she sighed in relief, Record had forgotten that she had made the call, so in advance...

"Wait a minute... is this employee 222?! where the hell have YOU been?! do know how many times your team has tried to contact you?! just what are you doing out there?!"

Recorder sighed, rubbing her temples, "Ahh... that's the voice I miss, how have you been Narciss?"

"How have I been? HOW HAVE I BEEN? you don't realize your little disappearing act, had me drowned in so much paperwork and I still haven't handled the last set from when you met that OTHER dragonborn! you are done, you hear me?! DONE!"

"Wait no narciss! I actually need-"

*Line clicks*

"-Help... Dammit..." She groaned, facepalming.

Kin chuckled, "Ooh~ tough break... that must be your actual boss I'm guessing?"

"Something like that... what a mess..."

The teen mage nodded, "Well, why don't you come hang out with me and some of the guys, I'm sure they'd like to talk about that slam you gave the ship."

Recorder shook her head, "Thanks, but I'll have to pass, I need to unwind for awhile... thank you for helping me with the Recorder though, much appreciated."

Kin gave her a narrowed eyed look, before his face softened with grin and nod, "I understand, take as much time as you need... but don't keep em waiting..."

"No promises." She simply said, going back into her book.

Kin left the room, feeling slightly disappointed that she turned down his offer. But then again, he knows the pain of being screamed at by his boss and how silent he gets after. He stood by the door and peeked in a final time to see her nose in the book, and smirked walking off.

Recorder peeked up, aware that he stopped for a second before walking off and sighed, putting the book down. "That...was fucking weird..." She whispered, shaking her head, "sheesh..."

---

In the hall, Kin was making his way back to outside. On his way, he bumped into Erik, who spilled some of the mead out of his tankard, hadn't noticed him approaching.

"Hey, watch it!" The young nord cursed, with spilt mead on his armor.

Kin looked up, and frowned, "Oh it's you... couldn't see me?"

Erik frowned back, shaking his head, "No, I was too busy enjoying a fresh tankard of mead so I didn't notice you creeping around, no," He shot back, "What are doing in here anyway? where's your boss?"

"He's with your captain, took him in his office, I stayed with Lucien for awhile until he wanted to check things alone."

Erik rose an eyebrow, "And now...?"

"I just came from chatting with Recorder, had some trouble with her device," The teen mage said, "It works now, she made a call earlier."

"And that's all you talked about? nothing else...?"

Kin huffed, "That's entirely my business, not yours, why do you care so much?"

"Because Recorder is a valued member of our group, our shield-sister in other words... I don't know what you're up to... but I'm on to you, and I'm usually not the suspicious type and she can take care of herself... but if something happens to her... understand this... there be will no...mercy... got it?" Erik threatened, now in Kin's face.

Kin glared back at him, taking a huff, "I don't know what your implying but I don't like it, I just invited her for a couple of drinks which she turned down... Alright, I don't want a problem, so I'll keep my distance."

"Good man... now beat it!" Erik ordered, as the mage gave a nod and walked away quickly.

The young nord watched him leave, shaking his head, "Man that guy is weird... I hope we finish this war soon, I can't imagine having to share a bunk with that guy..." Making his way towards the bath.

---

Outside, ship's deck...

---

Inigo was messing with the ship's the wheel outside, pretending to steer the ship as if he was avoiding the storm.

"This wave's a big one, quick! hit the decks!" He joked, turning the wheel to the other side.

Below on ground, a few of Volts men were camped around the fire they made, the short one glaring up the laughing Khajiit.

"I can't believe the boss wants us to work with these lunatics... look at him," Watching the khajiit play around with captain's wheel.

The tallest man in the group sighed, "Oh come on, he looks like he's having fun up there... it seems harmless don't think you, Jarek."

"That's the thing... Why does he get to play around while we worked as hard as that? seriously, the boss really knows how to choose em." The man Jarek snorted.

"Shhh... what if he hears you, idiot? he'll punish us again." The porky man cut in with, earning a glare.

"Look, I respect the boss's decision, I just don't like it... and I'm sure others can agree," Jarek said, getting a few nods from other group members.

The hatch to the ship opened, with Kin walking out of it and closing back, noticing the khajiit at the wheel of the ship.

"Ah, Inigo. I wondered where you were... you didn't feel like coming in?" Kin greeted.

Inigo nodded, "Yeah, the stars are pretty tonight, besides I wanted to mess with wheel for while, since Traysek almost never lets me near it."

"I see... carry on then..." Kin waved walking towards the bridge of the ship.

On his way down, he could hear the group of men near the campfire murmuring about something, raising his eyebrow...

'What are they going on about?'

"The boss should've came to us first before making the decision, I would've told him what I've thought...!" Jarek said, slamming his tankard down.

The bulkier man of the group, rose an eyebrow, "And that was...?"

"That they should pay with the ship and that woman! Not offering empty promises! If I could just teach one of them a lesson, I'd be happy... no luck on the captain though... he's with the boss."

"Not to mention the kind of punishment we'd get, we gotta be smart about it..." The skinny man said, rubbing his chin.

A chuckle could be heard, getting group to look in the direction of, finding the teen mage standing there with a grin.

"Ah... Kin! good to see you! did you or Volt need anything else from us?" Jarek asked, getting a headshake in response.

"No... Volt doesn't need anything, but... I need you to do something for me..."

Jarek nodded with the others, "Sure, name it..."

"I need someone taught a lesson..." Kin said, in low tone...

---

On the upper Deck, Inigo could hear murmuring, raising his eyebrow, "What are they talking about...?" He peeked over the edge to see Kin talking the group below, some had dark grins and others were whispering to each other, "Hmm..."

Back below Kin gave them a nod, "Wait for your chance, you don't want any unnecessary trouble."

"Right...we'll wait until he's alone... it won't take long, guy's gotta take a leak sometime, right?" Jarek chuckled, along with the others.

"Remember, maim him... don't kill..." Kin said, before he departed.

Jarek nodded and looked back up at the ship, and sat back down at the camp fire...

Inigo rubbed his furry chin and walked away from the wheel and towards the hatch leading into the cabin, opening it and walking down the stairs.

'Hmm... that doesn't sound good...'

---

Later that night...

---

Erik put down the broom and looked down the hallway, "Looks clean enough, now to take a break..." He murmured to himself, making his way to the bathroom, finding it closed.

He tried to open it, only to find it locked...

"Sorry! I'm already using it!" Recorder's voice echoed from it.

The young nord sighed, "How long are you going to be in there?"

"H-hey! it's been hours since I could have a little lady time, I've been holding it that long, man."

Erik rolled his eyes, shaking his head, "Fine... I'll take a leak outside..." Walking away from the door, "Sheesh... for a lady, you wouldn't think she could stink up the bathroom that bad..."

"I heard that!" Recorder yelled from the bathroom, as the young nord chuckled, heading out of the ship.

On his way out, he bumped into Inigo, who blinked at him.

"Erik my friend, I have been looking for you," Inigo said, getting an eyebrow raise.

"What for? I was doing some cleaning up in here, is something wrong?"

The blue Khajiit nodded, "I'm not sure, I saw that Kin guy talking to a group of men below the ship, I don't know what they were saying but it doesn't bode well... if you're going out there, watch your back my friend..."

"I don't have a choice," Erik shrugged, "Recorder's hogging up the bathroom again... so this is my best option... but I'll consider your warning, thank you."

"Anytime my friend," Inigo nodded, "I'm going to find the captain, see if he'll let us stay here for the night... I'll see you in a bit."

The young slayer nodded, "Sure, see you in a bit Inigo," Continuing upstairs and opened the hatch, walking out of it.

The blue Khajiit watched him leave, before nodding, "Alright... I'll go see the boss, then check on him..." As the continued toward's the captain's office.

"Alright, next hand!" Traysek called, as both him and volt flipped their cards, The Redguard's card being the highest, "Those are mine now!" Taking both of the cards, "I'm finally getting a nice stack together, you got nice pile over there too, old man... weren't kidding about playing this before, hard to stay to two points ahead...

Volt chuckled, "You took me lightly, I may be nearing my age, but I haven't lost my edge yet...or my drive..."

"Right..." Traysek said, rolling his eyes, preparing to draw another card, as Inigo walked up to the door...

"Traysek my friend, do you have a minute?" He said, until he noticed Volt sitting infront of him, "Oh, I didn't realize you had company..."

The Redguard nodded, "We're just enjoying a game while the repairs go on, feel like joining in?"

"We DO need someone who can shuffle cards better, the captain trying to do it with one hand takes too long... no offense." The older man smirked.

"Some taken..." Traysek smirked back, "How about it, Ini?"

The blue Khajiit waved him off, "Actually, I had something to talk about with you, but I'll try again later..."

Traysek rose an eyebrow, "Oh? alright then, I'll just be here."

"I'll go back out with Erik, someone's gotta keep an eye out." Inigo joked, leaving after...

Volt chuckled, "He's a funny one... where'd you find him?"

"Inigo? We met in prison... well, HE was in prison, I was there for another reason... That said, the moments after that meeting, made us into the best of friends" Traysek explained, grinning.

"All the best friendships usually start there, must've been a time..." The older man commented.

Traysek nodded, "We've had our ups and downs for sure, but there's no one I'd have better at my back out here... he might be kinda crazy looking or tickish, but he IS loyal."

"I can tell, he seems the type... it's rare to find a friend like that out there... that said, shall we continue captain? or are you tired of losing...?" Volt asked smirking.

Traysek clicked his teeth and drew a card, "All you had to do... was ask... Come on!" As volt drew his next card.

---

Outside...

---

Erik made his way down the bridge off the ship, not noticing the stares he was getting as he made his way around the other side of the ship.

The short man, Jarek, watched him walk back there alone with a few other men.

"Alright... that's him, remember... Kin doesn't want him dead, but hurt him good."

The bulky man rose an eyebrow, "And if he doesn't give us a choice...?"

"Then that's just an "Accident" ain't it...?" The short man chuckled, "Alright... let's go..." He said, as he and seven other men, slowly made their approach...

Behind the ship, Erik undid his trousers and took a relieving breath...

"Ahh... I've been holding that in for five hours... so good..."

When he finished, he picked himself up and fixed his armored trousers. Unbeknownst to him, a few men were waiting on him and as he turned around to leave, he bumped into the short man, causing him to go down.

"OW! dammit! watch where you're going!" Jarek yelled as the Nord scratched his head.

"I'm sorry! I thought I was the only one back here, I didn't mean to bump into you..." The Nord apologized.

Jarek snorted, "You think that's good enough? big man thinks he can do what he wants because he's got better armor than us? is that it?!"

Erik held his hands, "Whoooa! nobody's saying that! what have I done to offend you?"

Two more guys walk up, the skinny and bulky guy both knelt down to their friend.

"Hey! Jarek! what happened? did HE do something to you?" The skinny man asked, glaring at him.

The young slayer shook his head, "I was trying to leave, but then he bumped into me and now we're having this problem."

The bulky man glared down at him, "I bet he was just trying to take a leak and you shoved him, just who do you think you are? huh?! some big shot?"

"Look this is crazy, I already apologized... I'm not going to fight with you guys, I have no reason to, just take it easy..." Erik pleaded, but got into position.

"I'm afraid we can't do that," Jarek said, snapping his fingers...

A few more guys came from around the corner, chuckling as they surrounded the Nord... Erik sensing that this situation was turning sour checked for his axe and realized he left it on the top deck near the wheel, sighing... He got into a fighting stance as the big guy walked up with a smirk.

"See? somebody wants us to teach you a lesson and... we're going to break a few things to emphasize that point..."

Jarek smirked and threw a punch, surprisingly catching air... When he looked behind him, his face met the iron fist of the young nord, sending him back a few clicks.

"Jarek!" The skinny man shouted, growling at the nord, "Oh, You're a dead man... get him!"

The other men charged after Erik as he clenched his fist, taking a deep breath...

Battle song - Tusk - Yakuza 0

Erik threw another punch hitting the porky man in the chest and then one to the face, evading a couple more from two other people. When one got close enough, he moved his head out of the way, grabbed the skinny man by the arm and push him in the direction he was going, sending him forward and tumbling to the ground.

"Come on!" The nord taunted, "I'm hardly warmed up!"

The big guy charged at him, rushing into him, "Gahh!" He yelled getting knocked over, "Damn!"

The large man chuckled, bringing his fist down on the young nord. Erik thew up his iron gauntlets to block the blow, emmiting a sickening crunch.

"Grahhhh! my hand!" The large man wailed, holding his now bleeding hand.

Erik used this moment of pain, to deliver a powerful kick to the stocky man's chest, pushing him off. Now back on his feet, Erik rushed at the large man, ducking and blocking the large man's heavy hits, coming from under him with a hook to ribs, causing him to gasp for air. The young nord threw a stomping kick to his knee, before grabbing his head and ramming his knee into his face, putting the large man out.

"Shit! he got George! what is this guy?!" The skinny man yelled, now showing fear.

Jarek got back up, with blood coming left side where he was hit, "Doesn't matter, I don't care if we're allies, he's. going. to. pay!"

Erik gave a sarcastic yawn, "Guys come on, I'd like to go to bed at some point, let's wrap this up shall we?" Getting back into his boxing stance.

Jarek sneered, drawing a dagger from his belt, "Let's see how tough you really are!" Charging at him with the intent to stab.

Erik evaded the knife blows, deflecting and dodging to best of his ability... Eventually his back meets the broadside of the ship, and the short man chuckles at him with a menacing grin.

"Uh-oh~ somebody's backed into a corner... look's like your freebies are over, hot shot..." Jarek taunted, flipping the knife in his hand.

Erik retained his stance, "I haven't lost yet...! Come at me anytime!"

"How noble..." The rogue said, rolling his eyes, "I'll be sure to carve that on your headstone, boy!" Lunging at him.

The young nord waited on the timing, anticipating where this attack was going to come from... When he got close enough, Jarek lunged at his throat and at that moment Erik moved his head out of the way and caught the knife-wielding hand and grabbed the short man's jacket and slammed him into the broadside of the ship, finishing it by slamming his knee into his face.

"That's two!" Erik panted, "Who's next?"

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Back at the Captain's office, Both Traysek and Volt were well into the game, Traysek taking a hand he had won in one round, Volt taking another by the second. It was a pretty close game, however, that all came to an abrupt end when a large smashing sound was heard bang noise.

"What the hell was that...?" Volt asked, looking around.

Traysek frowned, looking around as well, until he heard it a second time, "There it again, louder this time... any monsters in this area...?" Grabbing his dwemer pistol.

Volt shook his head, "No, we cleared them all from this area, but that's still worth checking out,"

"Agreed," The Redguard nodded, walking out of the office with the older merc.

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Song continues...

Erik took a blow to the face, causing him to stumble back his guard up. The Porky and skinny man rushed him, as he evaded, blocked and parried oncoming blows. The skinny man tried to throw a kick, only for Erik to catch it and drive his elbow into his knee.

*CRACK!*

"Aaaagh!" The skinny man shriek, getting shoved away by the nord.

An average-sized man engaged Erik next, ducking the nord's attacks and coming at him with his own.

"Damn! you're not that bad!" The nord complemented, blocking the next punch, throwing a front kick at him, knocking him back.

"Guh!" The grunt yelled out, hitting the ground.

Erik stood triumph, "IS that it? I thought you wanted to teach me a lesson... so far, I'm teaching YOU!"

Unbeknownst to him, the large man, George had gotten back up and was now looming over him. Jarek smirked at him, coughing.

"Erik my friend! your back!" A voice from the ship called out, causing the nord to turn around to find the large man grinning at him.

George swung a plank at Erik, scoring a blow on his ribs...

"Gah...!" The young nord yelled out, flying against the broadside of the ship, "*Cough* Godsdammit... I thought I took him out..."

As the big man approached a downed Erik, A rock smacks him upside the head, "Ow! what the hell?" Rubbing where he got hit at.

"Hey ugly! up here!" The voice called out again, causing George to look around until he found the Khajiit flying down towards him in dropkick fashion.

Inigo scored the dropkick, knocking over the large man and his weapon away. After he was out of the way, Inigo jogged up to Erik and helped him up.

"Inigo... Thanks for dropping by..." Erik panted, getting up on his feet.

"I thought something smelt funny with this group, I came back out to check on you and now I'm glad I did..."

The skinny man got up, rubbing his head, "Damn... Where did HE come from?"

Jarek stumbled, standing up, "It doesn't matter, It wasn't part of the job, but he goes down too!"

Inigo hissed, bringing out his claws, "You think you can take us?! Lets do this!"

Two other grunts approached the khajiit from both sides, one getting blocked and the other dodged. The man he blocked, threw one punch after another, eventually giving Inigo enough leeway to move out of the and countered with claw strikes to the face and a hook to the body, knocking the wind out of him.

"You welps aren't a match for me!" Ingio taunted, getting into a fighting stance.

The porky man sneered at him, "After I beat you, you'll make a nice rug!" Barreling down at him.

Inigo ran circles around the heavyset man, coming in close to give a couple of quick strikes while avoiding being grabbed... When the fat man lunged at him again, he moved out of the way, sticking his tongue at him.

"You're too slooow~ nananananaa!" "The Khajiit laughed, "Maybe you shouldn't have skipped out on cardio...~"

"Shut up! you stupid cat!" The fat man roared, throwing an actual barrel at him.

Inigo casually leaped over the barrel, "Aww... I think I made him angry, please do not eat me, I'm less appetizing I promise...

"Fuck you!" the porky man yelled, Throwing another barrel, before charging at him.

After Inigo rolled out the way of that next barrel, he found the porky man coming at him with the attempt to smash... Inigo blinked, watching the man head toward him with evident furry, trying to decide if it's his anger or bad arteries that are pushing him...

"*Heavy breathing* just a second you...*huff* damn cat! *Huff*"

Inigo blinked twice, casually pulling out his dwemer pistol and kneecapped him before he got too close...

"Aaaaghhaaaaaaaaaghhhaaaahhggh!" The porky man screamed, holding his now bleeding knee, "He shot me! he actually shot me! arrrgh!"

"I am sorry my friend, but your heart looked like it was going to give out if you continued any longer... this was just mercy..." Inigo said, trying hard to be serious about it.

Erik ducked under another attacker and flipped him over his shoulder.

"Oof!" The grunt groaned, looking up to see Erik come down on him with an elbow drop to the throat, putting him out...

When Volt and Traysek reached the deck of the ship, the could hear the commotion going on below. The Redguard jogged to where the sounds were coming from, and found two of his friends, engaged with the remaining thugs.

"Over here Volt!" Traysek called out, as the older merc dashed over to where he was, eyes widening in anger...

"What the hell are those idiots doing?! come on captain!" Volt said, making his way to the bridge with Traysek dashing behind him.

Inigo threw a front kick into the skinny man's chest, sending him back a few feet. As Erik picked up another thug and body-slammed him into the sandy tundra... At this point, Jarek was leaking blood by the face, found his knife and picked it back up with a slimy grin.

"You bastards are done..." He growled, pointing it Inigo, "Raaahhh!" He roared, as the blue Khajitt got ready...

*BLAM!*

*Song scratches out*

At the sound of the pistol going off, everyone stopped fighting and looked to find their bosses standing there, Traysek holding the pistol in the air with a frown.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Volt growled, glaring at his men, some who were just now starting to get back up.

Traysek looked at Inigo and Erik, who looked as roughed up as the other men were, "Guys, what happened? why were you fighting?"

Erik managed to catch his breath, "These assholes jumped me, boss, I was just doing my business behind the ship since Recorder was in the bathroom already, I didn't come out here looking for trouble, HE came to me..." He said, pointing at Jarek.

Traysek and Volt glanced at the short man rubbing the back of his head, the older man walking up to him with a glare on his face...

"Why did you pick a fight with the Red dragons...? explain yourself before I decide that you aren't worth having around anymore!" Volt growled picking him up by the collar of his vest.

"R-right... well, it started off as petty argument... and...things got out of control..." Jarek stammered out.

"Out of control... that's what you're calling this...?"

Jarek gulped, "I'm sorry sir... I didn't mean for things to get-"

"Yeah yeah... save it alright..." Volt cut him off, turning to Traysek, "Captain, Since he attacked your man, how do you want him punished..?"

Traysek tapped the pistol against his head, giving Jarek a narrowed look, "I think he owes me a little blood for the trouble caused here..."

Volt nodded, " a little blood you say...? I think I can do that..." Driving his fist into Jarek's face, sending him to the ground. He then pulled out a metal bar and walked up to him, and began beating him.

"Ahhh ahhh!" Jarek screamed trying to protect himself from the assault.

"How many times?! how. many. times! have I told you, about doing things bad for your health!" Volt yelled, hitting him over and over with bar. Volt gave him on hard hit, knocking the stars out of him.

Traysek winced along with the others watching, as Volt stood over the writhing soldier... Volt wound up for another strike, before his arm was grabbed from behind.

"Alright, I think he gets it, that's enough..." Traysek said, holding Volt's strike with one arm.

Volt glared down at the shivering man, giving a hard nod, "Ok, as you say captain... but one advice from an older merc to another... you can't be soft in these times, man's gotta make it right..." Giving the downed man a final hit to the legs with the club, "Understand through the mercy of the captain, I'm letting you off today... it will not happen a second time. The next time you do this, I'm not going to stop until your leaking blood, understand me...?"

Jarek gave a nod, still shivering in fear, "Y-yes sir... I understand! it won't happen again..."

"Good... now get going, before I lose my patience further..." The older merc growled.

Jarek quickly got up, and left as the others watched him leave. Once he was making his way back to the camp, Volt turned around to remaining men, "As for the rest of you... you all know better. These men are our allies in this battle, not the enemy... I should kick all of your asses for this embarrassing display... but I think helping out with the repair crew is punishment enough, wouldn't you say Captain?"

Traysek nodded, "Works for me, the more the merrier..."

"Then it's settled... you all will camp out here and await the repair crew tomorrow, no excuses, no whining, understood?" Volt ordered, raising his eyebrow.

"Yes sir!" The group agreed, giving a salute.

Volt gave them all a nod, "You're all dismissed!"

As the group dispersed, Volt walked back to Traysek and the other two, "I'm so sorry about this guys, when we get back to camp, I'll get to the bottom of this..."

"Well, about that, since the ship is nearly cleaned up inside, the crew and I, were going to sleep here tonight, since we got all our weapons from the chest and our other weapons and gear already on board," Traysek said, giving the other two a nod.

Volt sighed but he nodded in agreement, "I understand... we'll be here at the crack of dawn to get the outside work done, the inside should be repaired by tomorrow... I'll see you then, Traysek."

The Redguard grinned, "Until tomorrow Volt, I'll be up early enough..."

The older merc gave a small nod, turning to both Inigo and Erik, "Again guys, I apologize for that... you won't have to worry about it anymore..."

"I hope not, I hate for this alliance to end over something like this," Inigo chuckled, "We'll see you tomorrow..."

Erik rubbed the back of his head, "Don't worry about it, I needed a workout anyway... this was just one didn't expect."

Volt chuckled, and walked away from the group, waving at them...

Once he was gone, Traysek turned to the other two with a frown, "Alright... now what the hell happened? what started that fight in the first place...?"

"I don't know... I really was taking a leak, and next thing I know I bump into this short guy and he starts spewing crazy talk... saying that I though I was better than him and next thing we know... we're fighting..."

Inigo rose his ears up, "I saw that Kin guy talking them before then, you think he had something to do with this?"

"Sounds likely, I told him to stay away from Recorder before he left out of here... dammit, I knew I should've hurt that guy when I had the chance...!" Erik growled, getting a head shake in response.

"No... It's a good thing you didn't... this situation might've been worse... no... let him think he's gotten away with this... if he IS responsible for this attack, he'll let it be known later... and from there we can address it."

Erik took a deep breath, getting a pat on his shoulder from the Redguard.

"You did good, I saw you out there... you too Inigo, thanks for having his back, I was pre-occupied." Traysek thanked, getting grins from the duo.

"You aren't mad at us?" Erik asked, raising an eyebrow.

Traysek chuckled, "Well, you didn't kill any of them... plus, I don't think they'll be so quick to try you again after tonight... but I will advise you to be careful from this point on, don't go anywhere alone with them..."

Erik nodded, "Don't worry, I won't... I can't trust people like that..."

"Good man... now come on, let's go back inside, get the rest of the cabin cleaned up and then we're off to bed."

Inigo grinned, as his tail wagged "I can't wait for what excitements tomorrow brings... I know it's been said before, but it's legit now."

"Me too... we should be in flight by tomorrow noon..." The Redguard said, leading the duo back around the ship and up the bridge.

Erik smiled, nodding, "I hope we can see some sights tomorrow... a new world, new city... I'm so glad I left that farm in Rorikstead!"

Both Inigo and Traysek chuckled, as they the trio made it back to the deck...

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3 hours later...

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The entire cabin was cleaned up as if there was no accident: The kitchen was finally cook-worthy and slime was cleaned up. The storage room had everything weapon and tool reassorted, The hallways were completely spotless from Erik's early cleaning, The bathroom is cleaned up, courtesy of Recorder, the engine room, was cleaned up by Lucien after running a final diagnostics on the ship. And the captain's office was finally cleaned up, and reorganized, with the map and tools placed back where they belong.

Traysek put the final touches on the room, by sweeping up the remaining trash into a bin, sighing in relief as he put the broom against the wall.

"Finally done... now this place looks livable..." Slumping into his chair, pulling out a blunt and lighting it, "It feels good to be home..."

The Redguard glance down at the cards on the table and sighed, "Well, it was a pretty close game, for a beginner this guy was pretty good."

There was knock at his door, getting his attention, "Come in!"

Lucien walked in, covered in grease, "Ah, there you are Traysek, Omnico just finished repairing the punctures in the ship, turns out there was more than we thought..."

"Good, I wondered when he'd finished, I'm guessing he returned after that..."

"Yeah, he went home... anything interesting happened during that time?"

Traysek nodded, "There was a fight earlier between Erik and some of the other mercs, but it's been resolved now... I hope..."

"Erik? did they hurt him? is he ok?" Lucien asked, concerned.

The Redguard waved him down, "He's fine, Inigo had his back during that fight, they held themselves pretty well in that brawl... I doubt this issue will ever happen again though..."

"Gods... I hope not... at least they're alright. how'd it even transpire?" The scholar asked with a raised eyebrow.

"For the life of me... I don't know, Volt said he's going to get to the bottom of it, I'm not going to dwell on it further... as long as nothing else happens, it'll be fine."

Lucien gave a grin, "In that case, we don't have anything to worry about..."

"Yeah, so is that all? or is there something else?" Traysek asked, sitting up.

"Dinner's ready, we're just waiting on you..."

The Redguard's eyes lit up, "Oh? what are we having?"

"Seared slaughterfish and mammoth cheese fondue, Ingio made that for dinner tonight..."

Traysek gave a hearty laugh, "Letting his inner cat out tonight huh? Inigo never fails to amaze," Standing up, and putting out the blunt, "Well, I'm starving, let's eat!" The Redguard said as Lucien led him out of the office.

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The next day...

Loredas, 10:15 am

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On the ship's deck, Traysek watched the repairmen patch up the holes on the broadside. True to his word, Volt left those men there to start on the repairs early on before more of the team would arrive. From the work done already, the Redguard grinned at the idea that they were going to fly soon.

Walking up the bridge, Kin and Volt made their way up and towards the Captain...

"Good morning captain, did you sleep well?" The older merc greeted.

Traysek nodded, "Yeah, much more comfortable than the tent that's for sure... everyone also got to sleep in their beds, so theirs that..."

"All good things, Captain... I see repairs are going pretty well." Volt said, looking down at the men below.

"Yeah, they seemed so eager to get started, they actually began before the sun came out... that determination is something." Traysek complemented, "Even woke me up with the hammering..."

Kin nodded, "They're very capable workers... all them can get things done when their minds are put to it."

The Redguard cut his eye at him, "Yeah... I'm sure they can..."

Volt cleared his throat, "Well, if things are nearly done here... how are the pipes looking?"

"Omnico finished those last night, they've had plenty of time to cool off for today..."

The older merc nodded, grinning, "So all we gotta do is wait until these slackers finish repairs on the outside... that won't take long, especially since I've brought more men to help... we just playing the waiting game now..."

"Yep, pretty much..." The Redguard said, resting his hand on the wheel, "They've already finished repairing the backpedals of the ship, they've got a few holes left."

"Even better, alright... we'll wait around then..." Volt nodded, along with Kin.

Traysek smiled, "Just try not fall off, heard it's pretty easy up here," He joked, chuckling.

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30 minutes later...

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With ship's hull completely repaired, Traysek and the four crew members stood on the deck, Volt and Kin were with the Redguard who was waiting by the ship's wheel.

"Alright, just gotta wait on Lucien to turn the ship's power on, and then we'll attempt to lift off..." Traysek smiled, As the hatch to the ship open, Lucien walking out of it.

"The ship's power is running smoothly, all that's left is to ascend!" The young scientist smiled.

Volt smirked, "Alright Captain, let's make this birdy fly!"

"Took the words of my mouth, Volt," Traysek nodded, pulling a couple of levers by the wheel.

Sounds of the ship's piping were heard turning on, the steam came out of the exhaust on the bottom, lifing the ship slowly off the ground.

"It looks like we're back in business everyone!" Inigo cheered, as the ship managed to levitate off the completely off the ground.

The men below the ship applaud at the ship's accent into the air, not believing that it's actually flying in front of them. For Volt and Kin, they realized they're high up in the air, as the Redguard pushed one of the levers forward, enabling the ship to float.

"Color me impressed... this thing really does fly..." Volt said, in disbelief, "Oh yeah... things are definitely going to change with this flying fortress!"

Kin adjusted his glasses, "My word, we're so high up, I think I could probably see the city of Thorn from up here."

"You can see A lot up here," The Redguard chuckled, "This is what it's like to travel by air, take it in gentlemen."

The older man nodded, "Oh I am, Captain... this view is to die for..."

"I agree with you there..." Traysek concurred, "So, now that we got this up and running, where are we headed?"

"To the city of Ken... our benefactors will be meeting us there..." Kin said, earning a nod from the Redguard.

"Ok... I could probably get you there, but the only problem is that I don't have a map of this continent, so this going to be challenging..."

Volt went wide-eyed, before going into his backpack, "Hold on, I know I have it somewhere... ahh! here it is!" He said, handing Traysek a map, "An entire map of Eostia, I hope this helps..."

Traysek inspected the map, blowing air from his nose, "Yeah... we're definitely not in Tamriel anymore..."

He pulls out the dwemer compass and clicked a button on the side, as it scanned the map and glowed green, showing the same map on the compass with glowing white dots on it...

"Alright, now this ship is integrated with the map, so... we're right between rad and Ken, just north of them..." Traysek read, closing the compass, "I'm ready whenever you all are..."

Volt gave a hearty grin, "Then lets set sail to Ken!" He announced.

The Redguard nodded, pulling the lever of the ship and enabling manual flight, "Alright, loose all sails, we've got a trip ahead of us!"

"Aye!" Erik saluted, as he ran down to the lower deck and began letting out the sails...

Traysek gave Volt his map back, as Lucien nodded at the group, "I'm going to make sure the ship keeps running, when we arrive let me know."

"Alright Lucien, we'll see you when we touch down..." The Redguard dismissed, waving at him.

Traysek took a deep breath with a grin, "To feel the wind again..." As the ship started sailing.

"Hopefully our employers will like you a lot more than they do me..." Volt chuckled, earning an eyebrow raise from The captain.

"With the way you've been describing them, it's like I'm going to meet a few demons..." Traysek joked, "I'm kidding, I'm sure they're human."

"Mostly human..." Volt corrected him, "and they aren't hags... They're actually pretty nice to look at, but again... mostly human..."

Traysek rose an eyebrow, "What do you mean by... mostly human...?"

The older merc chuckled again, "You'll see my friend, you. will. see..."

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End of chapter 3

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I believe I owe you all mod used in story since I failed to do that last chapter... here's the listings...

Warmonger armory

Weapons of the third Era

Dwemer pistols and rifle (Cyberwench mod) -

Firebolt rifle

Dev Aveza (Legacy of dragonborn)

Dwemer goggles and scouter

Cloaks of Skyrim

Apocalypse magic of Skyrim - Enai sation

Ordinator skill tree - Enai sation

Rendspire palace (Later chapters) -

Sjel Blad Castle (Later chapters)

If you noticed some of those don't have author information, some of these were just ported on Xbox, the only mod I don't have is the legacy of dragonborn mod that the Dev Aveza comes with... as much as I want it... :( Anyway, this is the less picted version, the pictures of the ship and rooms can be found on Ao3.

Next chapter is the shield princesses and the holy knights... stay tuned everyone, this is where the fun starts :D

Final note: I haven't ignored your requests, I've considered them... there are some Ideas I may use and some I haven't given them a glance over... Since the next chapter is meeting the princesses, you get to decide where it goes in terms of relationship or harem... That's all folks... may the gods watch over your stories friend. :)