Docking procedures
Because of its airship docking tower, Sharn is also known as the gateway to Xen’drik. Built on the Central Plateau, Lyrandar Tower is one of the tallest structures in the city. It measures 2,000 feet in diameter at the bottom and 650 feet in diameter at the top.
The top floor of the tower houses the airship dockingport — one of the busiest centers of activity in Sharn. The tower is the first sight that most visitors see upon arriving in the city, and it is often the only place visited by people here on business or just passing through.
Lyrandar Tower offers a wide array of services to the travelers who pass through it. Just about any product the city has to offer is also available here, though at prices ten to fifteen percent higher than elsewhere in the city. But most travelers are willing to spend the extra money for the convenience of having everything they need sohandy. Most travelers that is... and yet...
“Captain!” Corren cried out as she stomped back unto the main deck of the Ravenstorm. She paid no heed to the various crewmembers greeting and passing her from the tower’s docking as she headed straight towards her goal which was the half-elf standing in the middle of the ship's deck.
”I’ve talked with the dock officer and we are cleared to stay for the next two days. It took me a great deal of convincing but I was able to lower the docking fees to something we can actually afford, but we’re running for funds Devlin. The fare of those passengers we have is simply not enough. We need to find a job soon!”
The half-elf wizard ignored his bookkeeper's plea as he proceeded to finish checking the docking procedures done by his crew who mostly were now off and heading down towards the city of Sharn for some badly needed rest and recuperation. Most of them were with him for quite sometime now and were adept with taking care of his ship but it didn’t hurt just to make sure everything was fine. He took a minute to take note note of the dim glow of the elemental ring had; indicating that the elemental of the ship has been suppressed. Once satisfied with the inspection, it was only then that Devlin d’Lyrandar faced the petite lass beside him.
“This is Sharn, Corren.” Devlin answered as he strode toward the ship’s helm. “We’ll find something.”
“Well it better be sooner. We’re running low on funds and I still have a long list of supplies that we need to purchase.” Corren answered as she followed her Captain.
They arrived at the helm where a tall human was in the process of making final adjustments on the ship’s controls.
“Raven has been suppressed, Captain.” Gian reported as turned towards the new arrivals, the glow of his Mark of Storm fading as he removed his hands from the dark wood of the ship’s wheel of air and water - the source of the ship’s control over the ship’s elemental.
Devlin nodded his acknowledgement as he continued to inspect the controls at he helm.
“Most of the crew has reported that they’re taking their R&R but we’ve got a skeleton crew on board just in case. We need, however, to make some repairs on the binding struts. The one in the aft section is sort of wobbling.” Gian stated as he made way for Devlin.
“And how much is that going to cost us?” Corren asked the taller human who was clearly intimidated despite their difference in size.
“Ummm…” Gian faltered and pushed back his spectacles. “Not much, we can always improvise.”
“DEVLIN!” Corren shouted to her captain who visibly winced at the sound. “We need to find a job now!”
The top floor of the tower houses the airship dockingport — one of the busiest centers of activity in Sharn. The tower is the first sight that most visitors see upon arriving in the city, and it is often the only place visited by people here on business or just passing through.
Lyrandar Tower offers a wide array of services to the travelers who pass through it. Just about any product the city has to offer is also available here, though at prices ten to fifteen percent higher than elsewhere in the city. But most travelers are willing to spend the extra money for the convenience of having everything they need sohandy. Most travelers that is... and yet...
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“Captain!” Corren cried out as she stomped back unto the main deck of the Ravenstorm. She paid no heed to the various crewmembers greeting and passing her from the tower’s docking as she headed straight towards her goal which was the half-elf standing in the middle of the ship's deck.
”I’ve talked with the dock officer and we are cleared to stay for the next two days. It took me a great deal of convincing but I was able to lower the docking fees to something we can actually afford, but we’re running for funds Devlin. The fare of those passengers we have is simply not enough. We need to find a job soon!”
The half-elf wizard ignored his bookkeeper's plea as he proceeded to finish checking the docking procedures done by his crew who mostly were now off and heading down towards the city of Sharn for some badly needed rest and recuperation. Most of them were with him for quite sometime now and were adept with taking care of his ship but it didn’t hurt just to make sure everything was fine. He took a minute to take note note of the dim glow of the elemental ring had; indicating that the elemental of the ship has been suppressed. Once satisfied with the inspection, it was only then that Devlin d’Lyrandar faced the petite lass beside him.
“This is Sharn, Corren.” Devlin answered as he strode toward the ship’s helm. “We’ll find something.”
“Well it better be sooner. We’re running low on funds and I still have a long list of supplies that we need to purchase.” Corren answered as she followed her Captain.
They arrived at the helm where a tall human was in the process of making final adjustments on the ship’s controls.
“Raven has been suppressed, Captain.” Gian reported as turned towards the new arrivals, the glow of his Mark of Storm fading as he removed his hands from the dark wood of the ship’s wheel of air and water - the source of the ship’s control over the ship’s elemental.
Devlin nodded his acknowledgement as he continued to inspect the controls at he helm.
“Most of the crew has reported that they’re taking their R&R but we’ve got a skeleton crew on board just in case. We need, however, to make some repairs on the binding struts. The one in the aft section is sort of wobbling.” Gian stated as he made way for Devlin.
“And how much is that going to cost us?” Corren asked the taller human who was clearly intimidated despite their difference in size.
“Ummm…” Gian faltered and pushed back his spectacles. “Not much, we can always improvise.”
“DEVLIN!” Corren shouted to her captain who visibly winced at the sound. “We need to find a job now!”
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