Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170504012353/@comment-5543592-20170508003525

The missile flew home, the first one blowing a hole in the side of the ship, the second igniting the exposed gasbag. It was like watching flames shoot out of an open furnace, the response was so quick. The scar in the airship's side here gaped, and continued to burn.

The whole airship rocked as Ward's missile landed. William suddenly felt himself became weightless, losing his balance on the strut.

"This is Elder Scribe Cooper." He heard a voice over the loudspeaker. "The rear quadrant needs extinquishing immediately."

William heard clambering as a Knight, one of the three guards from earlier, dropped down where he'd come from. He'd been followed.

Tyrus F-16 dropped out of the air, plummeting towards the ground like a stone.

As Tyrus drifted towards the ship's belly, where the Vertibirds had launched from, he could see several knights and scribes at work on the deck. They hadn't noticed him yet, but when they did, he'd be a pretty ripe target.