Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140426152128/@comment-3293219-20140426212725

(Ooh... That'll make a nice transition. :D)

The group arrived at the wreckage of the airship, it was crawling with refugees who were salvaging it for scrap metal and trying to pull some valuables out of the wreckage, hoping to sell them or keep them.

They scattered like birds as the group approached, Xervish lead them as he knew where it was and the rest followed behind him, the two nords and Karia had caught up to them but they weren't seen as they were at the very back. Xervish stopped and raised his right hand, to signal for them to stop as well.

There were a few sighs of relief as they didn't have to walk anymore, everyone who wasn't a mage sat down as Xervish began to examine the 'rift.'

Set carefully helped Julie to the floor, he knew that she wasn't weak but she was ill, dying even, he felt that his concern was more than warrented...