"Air Travel is safe? Bullshit!" The bearded man who went by Chauncey was cursing at the pilot of the ship (I could tell he was the pilot because he was by the steering apparatus, which looked kind of like a sailing ship wheel except a little different).
"Well it was safe up until you blew a hole in a tower, than they kind of figured out we weren't just a passing air ship Chauncey you can't expect them to leave us alone."
"Lorentino said we would be." I perked up when I heard my name, because I figured I had not contacted these guys at all. I mean I don't know maybe I had new powers of suggestion I previously never come up with. The men on the airship were all dressed in black and had different looking firearms than I'd ever seen. At least I assumed at the time they were firearms they were carried in a way that suggest they were.
"I did?" I was still being looked over by the person who seemed to be a healer of sorts though he wasn't using any healing magic or herbs that I'd ever seen. All told there were six of them including the pilot, though more might have been sleeping below in the cabin of the ship I wasn't sure.
"Not you our employer." I was very interested in meeting the boss who went by my name, since to the best of my knowledge I was the only made up Lorentino around. Chauncey consulted with the guy looking me over in hush tones. I couldn't make out everything, but I could definitely hear he was a bit worried about the condition I was in.
"How you feeling Trezlan?" Chauncey did not really put the question in a nice way. Something about his eyes betrayed a different intent here.
"Old Mr. Chauncey, very old, but I'm still kicking around if that's what you're asking, not going to suddenly die from being high up." I hate when people act like I'm frail just because I'm hundreds of years old! I mean sometimes when I've recently stolen the life from someone I'm younger body wise than those that are asking.
"Good Lorentino, because if you die I don't get paid, and I want to get paid, I just put myself in a lot of trouble to bust you out of that tower."
"And I appreciate you and your men's sacrifice Mr. Chauncey, if I had access to my funds I'd pay you myself." He laughed and some of the other men nearby laughed.
"I don't think you could afford what we are being paid old man, but rest up, we'll be at Hanlon head quarters in a day, I want you looking bright eyed and bushy tailed for Lorentino, so she'll pay me the rest of my gods damned money." I did notice at this point I still had my shackles on, apparently I was being rescued but not rescue rescued, potentially about to be enslaved by Hanlon for the expensive favor. Which would of course be the most Lorentino thing ever to happen to me.
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