Ch. 22. Revelations

Beau Bergeron walked up to the main deck of La Danse Calinda and began loading the cargo apprehended from the Spriggan Pirates.  It wouldn’t be long before their vessel would have sunken too low for the looting to continue.

So he made the back and forth trip to the deck and back down to the cargo holds with any and all goods and items brought back onboard. A few fights broke out on the captured ship, but these were soon brought to a close by Captain Lafitte, before he and the rest of the boarding party ascended their grapples and the Calinda lifted off into the skies.

Beau and many of his fellow crew members continued to work moving the crates to the holds.  It was monotonous work, and by the time they were finished the storm they had originally outrun finally caught up to them.  So it was an increasingly wet Beau Bergeron that made his way to the castle deck of the airship to receive orders from his captain.

However he was stopped short as he saw him, transfixed upon what looked like a card of some kind, seemingly unawares of the increasingly heavy rain pelting him from above. Beau leaned against a wall that enclosed the Captain’s quarters. The card seemed to pulse within him, reminding him of something from another lifetime, one that he’d been questioning even the existence of. The energy seemed to awaken him to it, like recovering from a dream.

Memories flashed in his mind like the scenes of a fading nightmare: a witch in meditation, bodies rising from their graves…the crack of a gunshot putting the lights out on it all.  Revenge… the thought echoed in his mind. It didn’t take much to connect the dots.  That card had given the Spriggans power, power to summon that creature, powers like those who’d befallen him, and Beau Bergeron wanted it for himself. He didn’t know how, and he didn’t know why, but he could feel that it was the key to his return to his own world and his own time.

“FARSEER!”, his captain yelled, jolting Beau out of his reverie.

“Ionas!” Lafitte continued, looking up at the crow’s nest above him, “Get me a bearing on Starhand’s vessel, or its last known course trajectory if you can,”, he then turned to his helmsman, “We’re moving to pursuit,” and Beau smiled. What luck!, he thought, the captain it seemed was playing right into his hands…


About Maurepas

I'm Charlie, aka, Maurepas, I write with Mura and Avayu in various RPs in Nationstates. I enjoy writing things, and the writing I do with them. I'm currently attempting to attend college, in pursuit of a Teaching Degree in History.
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