Tradewinds 18 CH 03After the ferry arrived, they quickly piled onto the pier and headed out to the far docks, where the Excelsior was anchored.
The water in this part of the inlet was deep, sitting out past a high shelf on the coast, deep enough for even a vessel of the Excelsior’s size to dock. Along the pier, the crew wheeled and carried crates of varying sizes, loading them aboard as the ferry crew offloaded their own luggage for them. The sheer size of the ship impressed each of them in their own way.
Overseeing the operation from near the gangplank stood a man of modest height, stocky, with shoulder-length blond hair and a neatly-trimmed beard.
“Captain Mercer!” Maximilian called out.
“Young Master Maximilian, welcome.” Though dressed not much differently than his men, mostly dockworker garb, he also wore a white captain’s cap that accentuated his commanding posture as he stepped up to greet them. When Maximilian reached out t
Tradewinds 18 CH 02The following day, the rest of them passed the time, occupying themselves each in their own way, as Maximilian made his final appeal.
Training, sightseeing, and largely hitting dead ends trying to learn any more about the theft of the Maximum. Even when Maximilian returned later that afternoon, an unexpectedly satisfied smile on his face, he still wouldn’t tell them what he was planning, other than that he had finally found a solution to their lodging problem. Among other things.
The following morning, he joined them in packing his belongings and boarding a ferry bound for the neighboring island of Amarrah, all of them eager to see what he had to show them.
“So, how did your appeal go?” Justin asked.
“I got about what I expected to get out of it,” was Maximilian’s cryptic reply. “Which is more than I was originally going to get. Even with the card, most of the money Freedan embezzled is still out of reach, and he and Rawne se
1st Dudes 8The Dudes and the Technomage then stood face to face.
‘Thou’rt beaten!’ quoth Scoot, for the Technomage had no more powerful defenders than these. ‘Now call off thy Holo-Demon.’
‘Very well,’ quoth the Technomage, for he knew when he was defeated, ‘I shall try.’
And so the Technomage didst attempt to exorcise the Holo-Demon from Scoot’s computer. And with one final incantation… nothing happened.
‘Noooo!’ cried he. ‘ ’Tis just as I feared! I have not the power to control it!’
And the Holo-Demon didst proceed to start messing around with the Technomage’s stock portfolio.
‘No! This can’t be!’ cried the Technomage.
And the Holo-Demon didst rage out of control, for it was a particularly powerful Holo-Demon, and even the Technomage had been loathe to summon it to begin with.
Even the Gods of Hondo, with all their might, couldst not restrain the Holo-Demon.
It was then, in t