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[Sirus]

Harlan, his face paler than usual and now coughing quite badly after his dash up the gangplank, attempted to wave Isbilya off.

: "Don't...need help," he wheezed. "Just get ready...to go."

[Powder Miner]

Senija exhaled, her battle rage slowly melting away. Then she full-on sprinted up the ship before turning left and plopping down onto the deck, exhausted. She kept a lazy eye out for wyverns as she lay there.

[Ochita]

Albert looked Concerned at the man's coughing fit, had his healing done nothing to it..? He shook his head wildly as he took those thoughts out of his head, it was important to at least prepare the ship to go.

: "R-right, I'll get the mast ready!" He shouted as he hurried towards the mast, already grabbing hold of a rope.

[Solymr]

Once everyone was in and the board was off, Mason deployed the mast with Albert's help, and the ship started moving away from the pier.

: Alright! Say goodbye to that horrible place, cause hopefully we won't see it again. Do you think we're the first ones to escape the great Strohnban prison?

On the pier, the mass of guards was helping the Warden up and trying to stop the ship by throwing spears at it, but it was too far from their reach. After a few seconds, a lot of screaming and cursing was heard, including "Silfursveeeeeeerd!", coming from a big red ball.

Meanwhile, there was a commotion in the sky. As some flying creatures passed over the ship, some people in the group recognized two familiar looking wyverns chasing a familiar looking pegasus.


Down below deck it was dark and silent. The cells there used to hold prisoners while they were being transported were all empty except one, where the last prisoner to be taken in was waiting.

The prisoner noticed the ship was sailing again without taking him out. It wasn't normal for them to leave someone locked there, especially not a person that could be used as leverage against Alberal.

Something was wrong, maybe they would execute him and dump his body to the sea? Or were they taking him back to the mainland to interrogate him using more professional methods?

//Lamden is in!

[Khaiel]

"I was just trying to help. You don't have to try to be all tough all the time... One day that might get you killed."

Isbilya just sighed after that and looked around to see if anyone needed help. After a while, she just ran to help Albert with the mast. When the ship finally sailed off, she simply dedicated a very mean gesture to the warden.

[CrimsonEon]

The prisoner blinked. All lights were out, only the darkness to keep him company in the dank cells. Shifting himself up into a sitting position, he gauged the ship's movement in some vain attempt to determine where they were headed.

No luck. It's been far too long since the prisoner's seen light, let alone the sky, to determine their heading by any stretch of the imagination.

What was that commotion earlier? The prisoner gnawed at various theories, Weapons clashing, and I believe I heard... Some lovely lady's voice giving some sod quite the lashing...

The prisoner chuckled despite his situation, Clashing, lashing... Good one, Lamden. I'll just save that one for later. The prisoner sighed and continued his muse, Still no soldiers... Has the ship been taken away by others? We are at... Strohnban, yes? Then... Criminals. I can't let them know I'm here, their intent may well bode ill. And yet, this does little to help me now...

The prisoner inched over, attempting to investigate his cell door, despite the pain his bound arms were giving him...

[Swordstar]

"... Dammit Modra..."

Placing his fingers to his lips, Tomik gave a shrill whistle. Hearing it, one of the wyverns peeled off, landing on the deck with a thump. Grinning, her rider walked up and gave her a once over.

"Good, you didn't get hurt while I was locked up. Good job staying close, but no more chasing pegasi, ok?"

The wyvern gave a grunt, and nudged her rider with her snout, almost knocking him over. Clearly not repentant for chasing the pegasus, she started sniffing her rider to check for any injuries.

[Solymr]

It was too dark to see anything of interest, but it was clear that the door was still locked.

[Ochita]

: "We.. We escaped? Wow..." And with an almost vacant look, Albert looked at the slowly disappearing island, and then slowly made his way down below decks.

He sat down, drummed his fingers against his knees, and then suddenly curled into a ball, letting out a sigh that bordered on a sob.
: "I... I.. can't return.. to the church, or anywhere... I'm going to be hunted down for the rest of my life.. As a criminal, what happened to bring me to this point?"

[CrimsonEon]

"Feh." The prisoner muttered, Seems I cannot count on incompetence. The prisoner sat for a little while, the silence only broken by a growl of his stomach. With a groan himself, the prisoner started to move.

The prisoner stood, attempting to stretch his legs, They may have taken my arms with their interrogations, but that does little to sway a servant of the light's resolve. The prisoner squinted his eyes, I wonder how well these locks hold when they're exposed to the sea air for so long. I've got one shot... Let's hope this doesn't take my legs, too. Affirming his stance, he walks to the opposite wall, then turns on his heels to charge back at the door.

Dropkick that sucker!

[Solymr]

From the lower decks a very loud CLANG sound came up.

: Can somebody get that? I'm trying to control this piece of ship over here.

[Khaiel]

"Oh, yes captain, my captain!"

Isbilya jokingly saluted before heading to the lower decks. Right now there wasn't much for her to do, and she was bored, so this seemed like a nice change.

[Solymr]

The light went inside the lower decks, lighting a strange scene: a half broken door and a half broken man next to each other.

[Khaiel]

"Oh... Are you ok? Do you need help? We have a priest on board, so if he ever gets fininshed muttering about his existential crisis, he might be able to help you."
"But first let me look for the key. Are you a prisoner?"

[CrimsonEon]

"Ur... gauh..." The man, now face-first on the ground, groaned. His arms were cut and bruised all over, his legs- at least now- weren't holding up much better.