Skies of Ticivorna
Year 167, Scorpio 17
We’re in flight to Kingsport, the engine is making noises at me to celebrate my birthday, I’m 29 today.. I celebrated myself with an extra bottle of spirits.
the page is full of incoherent writing and scribbles for inventions. Some of them look like they are possibly inventions to commit suicide with but its difficult to tell.
Ophelia. I miss you.
We landed in Kingsport and I promptly began repairs on the ship, the engine had suffered for my neglect. I began to work on her right away. I wandered over to another ship and began to examine some steam walkers. Amazing goliaths but we were greeted by their engineer, Lewis Bonzo Elie. I wanted to stay and study them but only managed to get a few sketches of their design before Breaker pried me away. We did have to prepare after all if we were to properly protect Rustview. In other news, we’re being putting up in a luxury hotel. However, for now I found a casino. Breaker spent a deal talking to a man named Tobias from the Clockwork Phoenix. A young, but incredibly arrogant captain. He claimed his gaudy ship was a piece of art. So today I learned that the Clockwork Phoenix is a guild that appreciates abstract art. In Breaker’s moment of rage, we met the famed “Sky wolf”, Thomas. Never heard of him before.
He indulges us some information, the bombardments are random and Rustview has very little means of protecting themselves, especially lower Rustview. Ophelia, Alsett, the scrapyard. I pray you’re alright because I will be there to protect you.