3. Skyway Robbery - Genesis 18:32
Finch's head no longer pounds from the multitude of impacts to his cranium he received the day before. Once again luck favors him and spares his a throbbing headache and allows him to think clearly. Though he still bears obvious injuries and fresh scars from the engagements since arriving and he gives a slight smile as he speaks.
[Imperial]-"Well, do you want the good news or the bad news first? I'll give you a hint to both by first suggesting you get another color of soldiers ready for your table."
When his jest is met with frustrated stares Finch relents and gives the report they ask for.
[Imperial]-"On the surface things are as they appear, the Imperials fight among themselves. Our own engagements went well enough at first as we sank one of the patrolling Imperial sky ships. Seeing the chaos at work we daringly maneuvered the Espiegel unnoticed above the Imperial galleon and began destroying the ozcrow. As magic did its work the extent of infighting became apparent. Rank and file Imperial sky sailors did battle with their berzerked comrades who all bore obvious signs of magic as black spears pierced their chest. These berzerk individuals fought as animals and overwhelmed the Imperial forces at the command of a black robes enchanter who rather obviously was the source of the magics. The individual who undoubtedly is the source of your troubles saw fit to leap through the air with grace and with magic destroy the Espiegels ozcrow after we had destroyed the galleons."
Finch looks at his hand which is both scarred, shaking, and numb but continues.
[Imperial]-"We lost around thirty sailors, an enchanter, and the Espiegel. Though we inflicted significant damage in return this venture to aid you general has turned very sour. The silver lining to our predicament, however, is the Imperial soldiers have no love of their commander. With some luck, their sky ships should be easy pickings for stealing, and it sounds like you yourself have a number of stranded sailors suddenly."
Finch only looks back at Marcutio as he finishes the last sentence but his eyes glisten at the prospect of opportunity and a little revenge.
[Imperial]-"Well, do you want the good news or the bad news first? I'll give you a hint to both by first suggesting you get another color of soldiers ready for your table."
When his jest is met with frustrated stares Finch relents and gives the report they ask for.
[Imperial]-"On the surface things are as they appear, the Imperials fight among themselves. Our own engagements went well enough at first as we sank one of the patrolling Imperial sky ships. Seeing the chaos at work we daringly maneuvered the Espiegel unnoticed above the Imperial galleon and began destroying the ozcrow. As magic did its work the extent of infighting became apparent. Rank and file Imperial sky sailors did battle with their berzerked comrades who all bore obvious signs of magic as black spears pierced their chest. These berzerk individuals fought as animals and overwhelmed the Imperial forces at the command of a black robes enchanter who rather obviously was the source of the magics. The individual who undoubtedly is the source of your troubles saw fit to leap through the air with grace and with magic destroy the Espiegels ozcrow after we had destroyed the galleons."
Finch looks at his hand which is both scarred, shaking, and numb but continues.
[Imperial]-"We lost around thirty sailors, an enchanter, and the Espiegel. Though we inflicted significant damage in return this venture to aid you general has turned very sour. The silver lining to our predicament, however, is the Imperial soldiers have no love of their commander. With some luck, their sky ships should be easy pickings for stealing, and it sounds like you yourself have a number of stranded sailors suddenly."
Finch only looks back at Marcutio as he finishes the last sentence but his eyes glisten at the prospect of opportunity and a little revenge.
