Conquest Horizon

Downing a drink and relax in one of the more peaceful bars of the city, Phobia slightly puzzled over his situation and overall… well, time in arabia most recently. The whole Iron Holds ‘campaign’ was a bust from the start and they left without much to be had. Then traveled around and got a bit rich with a very reliable navigator with a love for all things copper, silver and gold-- in coin varents. Then there was the whole fiasco with Najat, which lead up to the rather surprising escape… and then them here… and getting a filly that happens to have a powerful Demon as her guardian.

Taking another swig of his drink, Phobia had to wonder what he was to do. The ship was almost done and they barely had a week left. Nowa had made all the needed transactions and both she and Kan had their time spent in making Investments, deals and other things to help support them later on… and both Sieg and Book were watching the filly on most times. Well, Book was, Sieg still made room for work.

Sighing and patting his metallic-wolf’s head, Phobia considered what to do about the two requests Sieg made. One of them he had to do for sure, get the filly to Baltimare and find this Rosy mare and make sure the filly reached her safely…. Or less Camous might make good on her threat and ripe him to shreds.

Apparently by Kan’s words, Camous was vicious, violent, merciless and even outright bloodthirsty. She didn’t take souls via contrats-- she ripped them out of the maimed dead corpses of those she’s killed with her claws-- preferably. Magic was an option, but the demoness liked using her claws. Kan hammered the point that Camous was easily a runner up to be a Demon ‘lady’ from power alone, meaning he did not want to mess with Camous at all. She was powerful, ancient, wise and very knowledgeable.

So Baltimare was out of the question if he wanted to live long enough to rule the world. But the other request of visiting Book’s home village to see her mother… well, it could be done he supposed. There was little to gain there, and being in Equestria, he would maybe have to be on his best behaviour. Discord was after all, waiting for some excuse to do something to them just for his own amusement.

Equestria…. First it had Alicorns. Then the Lord of Chaos. Now there was a possibly a new Demon Lady going to be living in at the beck and call of a filly. A filly!

He was starting to wonder if conquering the peaceful land of ponies was worth it. (End)

Ugh...maybe I could conquer everything but Equestria? Maybe...conquer nearly all of the world and leave Equestria be? Although...technically Equestria has allies of the other nations...Ugh...wonder if I can make a deal with the alicorns to not attack me and I won’t attack them? Should be alright, right? he however frown as he amended. And not the Isles...trying to conquer those lands is like killing myself. As much as I can fight them...they also know how I work, or rather how Stripes work. It would be easy for them to defeat me...let alone another Stripe if one was at my level of genius.

Thinking it over more as he took another sip, he considers on conquering one nation at a time...building more ships, golems, and having a fleet worthy to conquer the rest of the world...except for two nations. He honestly doubt he could attack either and live for very long...Even more with Ash and Najat coming to kill him-- or Najat will with her Clan. sigh...which reminds me...I haven’t found a new slave. that was probably what bothers him the most.

While the amount of work kept him busy and focus...the fact that he hadn’t gain a new slave really bother him. He was utterly missed having control of another, enjoying the feel of them, making them give sounds and squirm under his touch. It was a turn on of power he missed dearly. But the Stripe knew that all good things come when one is patient and find the opportunity…

However one thing he was glad, was that his mechanical wolf was keeping tabs on auctions if there was a good sale going on. But who knows how long that will take. For all he knew, it might take weeks, maybe months until such a thing happen again. To which he snort out. Who am I kidding? It's doubtful that it’ll happen again. Sure Najat was an utter bitch...but she was just...perfect with the change of that collar. Nothing like that'll ever happen again. talking another drink, he figured he should put it on the shelf for now, especially more if he was going to be constantly busy in preparing of taking ships and cargo...who knows, maybe he’ll get lucky and ‘borrow’ a slave from slavers when he ransack their ships? (done)

While he plotted this out in his mind, he felt a tap on his shoulder that got him to turn around and look to who wanted his attention. For a moment, he felt an unsettling chill in the pit of his stomach as one Najat stared at him with a cold, unreadable face while dressed in blue robes, and the other was a happily waving Ash in her black robes with hood and cowl, saying, “Hey Phobia, how’s it been?” (End)

Staring at Scrappy who he gave a ‘really?!’ look to, as the Stripe noticed said mechanical dog was...frozen solid as he sighed out and glance to the two and said. “Decent…” then said to Najat. “Mind letting me finish my drink before you kill me? Rather enjoy the last bit before you end my life.” (done)

Breathing in very deeply, Najat said, “as much as I would like nothing more than to do that, I am not here to kill you.” She regarded him with an icy cold that he was not really comfortable with and said, “we are here… because we were sent to join you on your journey.” Making…. Wait, she said what? (End)

Blinking he said. “I’m sorry, you made me sane for a moment...what did you say?” then added. “Also? Unfreeze Scrappy. Now.” (done)

Najat looked to Ash, who shrugged and spun her staff and struck the ice block. Like glass, it seemed to shatter, the golem shaking and flexing to get rid of all the ice while it turned to the two. Najat having the most smallest of twitches at the corner of her lips and Ash’s eyes dancing with mirth.

Deciding to explain, Ash began while leaning on her staff, “so, funny thing. We left for the Holds… what, about the same time we escaped?” Then shook her head, “Anyways… we sent a letter to the family, got there, sorta found out that they think Najat’s demon touched because I’m demon touched, ran around for a bit, came across a cooky-- but still helpful and respectful --Opnehu that told us something about us needed in the strength of a ship of war, mentioned a crazy Stripe and his machines… so I figured he meant you.”

“So, we dodged a few more Herno’s from the Kummo clan seeking my death and wanting to free Najat from ‘my magical curse’, hopped a ride with some pirates that owed me a favor, dropped yourself off here and came to you to join the crew and help make sure a horrible future doesn't happen because I’m with you and not in the holds!”

Turning to Najat, Ash asked, “did I get that all right?”

Nodding, Najat said, “Yes. I believe that you have recalled and summarized the situation quite soundly, Ash-chan.” (End)

Finishing up removing ice, Scrappy managed to listen in and spoke. “Ophenu...Recalling of memory data banks...was this Ophenu of golden fur and named himself Nuru?” (done)

“Yup’.” Popping the ‘P’ at the end. “I liked him.” Tilting her head one way, “crazy enough to be silly.” Then tilted her head the other way, “sane enough to sound wise.” (end)

“Wait, wait, wait, wait,” said Phobia as he held up his prosthetic hand. “So you mean to tell me...instead of killing me, or ripping me apart right now...you two are joining with me, because this Ophenu gave some talk to you-- the same Ophenu that lead us to you...And said that you need me and my ship with my golems...why?” (done)

To this, Najat told him coldly, “the last time a person ignored the warnings of a Opnehu’s prophecy of great calamity, five cities fell to the earth’s wraith and thousands of lives lost to a fire that is now a crater of cooled molten earth.” (End)

Pausing a moment, he thought over that… and said. “Okay, that I can somewhat believe...but let me rephrase that...why me of all people. Because I’m pretty sure that the Ophenu guy? Would probably mention I should be stopped than gain help of all things.” Scrappy tilt his head as he reminded.

“Nuru seem to not mind your dreams of world domination, creator. He seem to be utterly amused by it.” (done)

Ash only shrugged, “Listen, I wouldn’t completely know. He just told us that if we did not stay away from the Hold’s, things would get bad. And they would only get better if we followed the mad-guy flying a battleship, or however he put it from before. There was a long explanation that we couldn’t keep up with.”

“And that you can not retain in your mind.” Najat added.

“Sad but true.” Ash nodded to her friend. “Anyways. I’m supposed to be on the ship for ‘further enlightenment of self’ and Najat’s supposed to be with for ‘inner reflection and centering’.” She then asked, “what was that other thing.. .the four letter thing?”

Thinking back, Najat said, “I believe that he was also proving a friend’s ‘bet’ right at making the best… L.O.L.Z situation… whatever that may be.” (End)

“L.O.L.Z.” muttered Phobia, not hearing the term before as he thought it over on these two being on the ship, as while he rather not want them within killing area...he also knew that the monkey could be somewhat trusted...mostly because in a sense, he did lead them to Ash...just not what the Stripe was expecting. Grumbling a bit he soon wave a prosthetic hand and said.

“Fine, fine...you two can come onto my ship..your guests room will be reinstated...and things will almost be normal, beside the whole one of you wanting to kill me and the other will probably hurt me alot.” then ordered. “Scrappy, go with them and inform the other's...I’m getting a stronger drink.”

“Yes Phobia.” said the mechanical wolf as he move away from the Stripe as he took the lead for the Hernos, then glance to the two as he waited for them to follow him. (done)

While Ash supposedly grinned from under her cowl, Najat regarded the golem with a chilling gaze that did not even seem to waver. The two’s personalities were just so different-- it was a wonder how they were such ‘great friends’ with utter polar opposite personalities.

Ignoring this and turing to lead, they all strolled out of the bar and into the streets. The golem trying it’s hardest to run as many scenarios it could on how to handle this situation. Ash, once more, had found a way to get herself on their ship… and without much of a hassle. It was a question if this will be a common theme… and how Kan will take this.

Probably not well.

“Well, this’ll be fun.” Ash piped up halfway there. “Us two, a metal wolf, a screwy-stripped, a pony that’s not a pony, a pony that’s a slave, a disguised problem and a ship that’s a big sore thumb?” She looked to Najat and remarked, “sounds real exciting.” Then added, “just to be clear you won’t try poisoning Phobias food, right?”

With a slight glance, Najat said, “I should be the one to ask you that question.” then looked ahead and said “but no. I have the self discipline to tolerate the Baka and his many… adversities he has done to my person.” Then thought for a moment to add, “but if he tries to touch my body again, I may consider freezing the offending limb.” (End)

Scrappy commented as he look ahead. “The statistic of that happen is 1%, Najat. Due to what has happened, he will more likely avoid any touching of you if all possible.” he however added. “However, despite the words of Nuru, my views of you are still the same, Najat. You are still a bitchy cat that I dislike.” then added to Ash. “Ash however, is an abnormally that is up for debate, but due to recent events, I am on guard of your intent of permanently harming my creator.” (done)

“And hurting him helps me…. How?” Asked Ash in confusion. “Oh, and I don’t think Najat cares what you think of her.” Getting a confirming ‘hmf’ from the hotty herno. (end)

“Noted.” said Scrappy as when they were within the reach of the ships, he noticed cloaked golems that were working out or were guarding suddenly turned their heads to the two Hernos as they were about to start charging before Scrappy spoke. “Activate Protocol 33-2, authorization: Scrappy unit 001.” the golems stop as they turned back to their original duties as they ignored the two hernos once more.

The mechanical wolf didn’t bother stopping as he kept moving to the ship entrance as he questioned. “Do you recall where your designated rooms were at?” (done)

Thinking Ash said, “I don’t know.” turning to say, “do we know where--”

“This way.” Najat said with slight exaggeration and taking the lead. Ash simply tugged down her cowl to show her grinning face as she nodded.

Looking to Scrappy while Najat lead, Ash gave a smirk and a two-fingered salute before seeming to half-skip after the much more dignified and calmly walking herno that seemed to recall her way through the halls. (End)

Scrappy moved to the comm gem on the wall, pressing on the button as he spoke. “All units, activation of protocol 33-2, on authorization: Scrappy unit 001. Former annoyance Ash and former enemy Najat are hereby temporarily allies due to circumstances.” as he was about to say more, before his mechanical ear heard the slight sliding step of Ash as she said loudly enough to echo out in the ship.

“Guess who’s baaack~” as within a few moments, an angered screech of Kan echoed throughout the ship. Looking at the herno, who was smiling innocently without her cowl covering it, as Scrappy added.

“Authorization of Scrappy unit 001: activate protocol 88-01, to ensure the safety of the ship and immediate stand-still of future conflicts within ship.” ending it as he lowered his paw as he told to Ash. “You may leave with Najat now, anomaly.” (done)

Patting his metal head, Ash said, “sorry, don’t know who Anomaly is. I’m Ash.” Then turned and walked back to Najat to keep following. A slight smile being spotted on the white herno’s face before it was erased in a flash of a moment. For a moment, Scrappy was unsure if he actually saw that right, but replay did indeed say, Najat was smiling for a very brief moment.(End)

Data prove that Najat cares deeply for those she trust as friends. She doesn’t trust us, due to past intentions. Unknown of why Nuru suggest two beside given advice of their needs. Data is lacking. Nuru is unknown for of a variation and is illogical. Will be on stand-by defend mode for creator until hernos proven less hostility to creator. Will return to creator to ensure safety and will keep an eye out for auctions.

Although as he turned to exit out of the ship to return to the Stripe side, he was running the numbers that with Najat around, the new potential slave might be persuaded by the herno of his creators mentality, as well be wary of him. That must not happen, as his striped has been unbalanced. He ran the numbers of a possible solution to gain his creator needs to be relief and to stable his stress levels…

But with both Najat and Ash on the ship and as ‘allies’, the scenarios that play in his databanks proved that no matter what Scrappy would do, both Hernos will somehow twist things with their natures and will prove more stress and adgitation in the Stripe. (done)

And that…. Was annoying to know.

Phobia wouldn’t say he was an unreasonable Strip. He was mad for sure, but he was reasonable. He made deals and would fall through said deals as long as they were beneficial in some form or manner. There was never a time that he would go back on his word and do what he can to be sure he completed a deal. Or while making a deal, be willing to compromise and negotiate until a deal can be struck.

So it was understandable that when they were nearing ready to leave in a few more days and the two Herno’s settled themselves in nice and cozy like-- did he feel a slight prickling of irritation at a ‘request’ the two made. Granted it was Ash that made the Request and Najat was the instigator of said request-- but he lobbed them together in it!

That being… the complete destruction and elimination of all the Clan information he had on Najat’s magic, their teachings and warrior ways. Sure, they weren't all translated yet… but still! (end)

Eye twitching, he said. “Are ...you...kidding me? You want me to...destroy all the progress we’re making, all the things that could improve my golems…” taking a deep, and long breath...did he try to stay calm as he still felt irritation, Scrappy sitting by his side as he told. “While I can’t use them since I lack magic or actual fighting style...those could improve my golems efficiency and for me to craft something new! Cryo. Grenades! And you want me to just...destroy it all!?” (Done)

Shrugging and resting her head in her hands in a lax manner, Phobia could get a very clear look at Ash now that she didn’t have her baggy robes on. She had fairly comfortable looking black clothing really, and dark wrapping that went from her hand to her forearms, or from paw to lower leg. Her face had quite a few of those black markings making intricate designs up to her ears and even more on her tail that flicked and swayed about.

He was also aware of her short ponytailed black hair that was pretty curly and unruly. She also wore a somewhat board looking expression at the moment and looked the very part of a lazy cat. Opposed to Najat in her proper blue robes and looking the part of a pampas cat.

“Hmmmm…. Yup. that sums it up.” Ash said thoughtfully. “I mean… you did steal Clan secrets, and it’s Najat’s job to make sure that those secrets keep… you know, secret.” (End)

Eye twitching more as the need to growl was erupting from his throat as Scrappy turn his head to Phobia. As the mechanical wolf questioned. “If we remove such data, then potential golem efficient will drop back to original state, as well as figuring a new means of fighting will be removed in terms of using cryo-use grenades.” looking to the two as he went on.

“While removing data of ‘Clan Secrets’ could be done, my creator will need another means to improve his golems efficiency in fighting and proving to be a threat, instead of a laughable joke.” (done)

With a slight snortal, Ash said, “you had them face Najat-- of course they were made into a joke. She’s one of the best fighters of her village.” Then moved her hands to make them jazz-dance in the air. “Heiress? She can’t hold that title by being average. She’s the upper crust, so, better than most Hernos.” Then thought on, “which are better than most warriors.”

Looking to the two and particularly the steaming Stripped, Ash shrugged and pocketed her hands. “Look, I’m not doing this to cross you off. I’m doing it because this means a lot to Najat. You did a lot to humiliate, shame and hurt her feelings. And forcing her to give up clan secrets?” She thought on it, “well… let’s just say because of that her loyalty is even further placed into question by her clan.”

Waving a hand, Ash went on, “Point is. You stole it from her. Simple as that.” Then with bored eyes, she pointed at Phobia and asked, “how would you have liked it if someone stole the blueprints to your golems, this ship and other stuff you made and argued that they won’t destroy them because of ‘all the progress’ they made?” (End)

That certainly got a snarl from Phobia as he lifted his hands and held himself back. Almost looking like he wanted to choke her, but took a deep breath and sagged and told in irritation. “Fine.” then ordered. “Scrappy. Delete and purge data of all progress regarding Clan secrets.”

“Purging...Purging complete. Will remove all notes.” Grabbing the notepad and began ripping the pages and chewing them in. (done)

While Scrappy began this work and Phobia heaved a heavy sigh while sagging in his chair, both girls traded looked, Ash smiling away and Najat slightly rolling her eyes. When Phobia tried to sit back up properly in his chair and try not to sulk, he watched Ash move a bit to the side and Najat walking up to now stand where her friend once stood.

The two stared at the other, Najat’s face unreadable before she gave a bow at a 90 degree angle and spoke, “Thank you for listening to my request, Phobia...San.” The last part being added on with a slight bit of hesitation before standing up properly and saying, “I will expect all my clans secrets to no longer exist in your hands by the end of this day. Thank you for your time.” Turning and leaving the room with head held high.

While Phobia blinked on what just happened, Ash grinned and said after Najat was out of ears reach, “well… looks like you regained a little, tiny, itty bitty miniscule, smidge of respect back from her.” Then smiled in a more relaxed manner. “This means a lot for her still.” (End)

Snorting some, he said. “Only reason I’m doing this is because you just hit a nerve from me...Part of me just felt like doing it to remove the annoyance it’ll bring.” then glance to her as he said. “Now was there anything else you are going to demand from me, or are you going to wander around the ship until otherwise, Ash?” (done)

Thinking on it, Ash said, “well… it’s not a demand, but it’s something worth asking.” (End)

An insufferable breath came as he rolled his eyes as he asked. “What is it?” (done)

Smiling, Ash said, “trying to give an honest Sorry to Najat for all the bad things you did to her.” Making the Strip stair at the cat before him. She gave a little shrug, shoulders only going up and holding there for a bit before going back down. “It’s just me asking, not me telling. But if you just let things stay as they are, she’s never going to give you a chance.” Going on, Ash began to wander for the door. “Sure, she might not accept it… but that will only be because she knows your not being honest about it.” Then flashed a grin at him. “That’s why I asked. No simple sorry will do, it has to be an honest one.” (End)

Turning his chair, he was quiet for a moment...then told. “I’ll put it in consideration, Ash...I’m not good with ‘sorries’.” (done)

Waving a hand, Ash said, “I can wait. Najat might not stay here forever, but while she’s here? At least think about it. But, up to you.” Strolling on out as if she didn’t have a care in the world. (End)

As Scrappy finished chewing the pieces of papers as he spoke. “All data within note-pad purged. Will purge Kan parts within an hour.” Looking to his creator...he look over the expression as for once, Scrappy saw his creator face holding a recalling face. Even as he sat in his chair and look at his blueprints, he wasn’t looking at it. He wasn’t thinking of getting back at Najat or Ash-- or even on stealing anything. But it was as if he was remembering something.

Scrappy waited by his side, sitting on his haunches as he heard Phobia voice with his ears listening. “...Scrappy?” focusing on his creator as he asked. “When was...the last time I ever gave an honest sorry before?”

Pausing for a brief moment...Scrappy look through his data files, looking deep...then answered. “5 months ago. When you apologize to your Clan on what you did, but was exiled for their laws. You never gave another honest sorry again.” tilting his head, he asked. “Creator, are you considering giving an honest apology to Najat? Even though she doesn’t deserve one?”

There was a sagged breath, as Phobia leaned back in his chair and admit. “I...don’t know, Scrappy. Part of me wants to utterly ignore them and Ash request, continue on with thoughts of world domination...but yet...yet….” being silent as he shook his head and told. “Forget it.” pushing it to the side as he told. “For now...I need to check on my arm.” pulling up his limb onto the table as he order. “Scrappy, fetch me the tools...this is going to be an utter pain.”

Nodding, the mechanical wolf moved to grab the toolbox, as he himself began to think. The last the creator has spoken of his former Clan, it is usually with spite, hatred, anger. Now...now the tone within his voice suggest melancholy. Illogical. Does my creator regret? Or has regret since banishment?

Despite running the numbers in his head, pushing his processing power to the brim of finding a logical conclusion...he was coming up short, as Phobia shouldn’t feel like this, that this was illogical of his creator...but yet at the same time, Ash request struck a nerve, or rather a broken piece of what was left of the ‘sane’ Phobia he recalled back. Recalling within Stripe culture and social customs, the mechanical wolf was analyzing what was ‘broken’ with his creator.

...within a moment he came up with one conclusion. Lacking data. Unknown. Unacceptable. (done)

Gears clicked and clanked, pistoned smoothly began to turn and the engions began to puff out steam as the ship came to life once more. Nowa smiled brightly and work the controls while easing the ship up with a new throttle switch and called out, “How we lookin’ over there, Clanks?”

The golem assigned to a new post to the left side of the ship gave a glance and spoke, “Engine steady. Altitude climbing steadily. All channels green, Navigator Nowa.”

Nodding, the mare turned to her right and called, “what about you Clicky? Things looking good on your end?”

Adjusting a few switches and seeming to press some newly made buttons, the golem affered. “All buoyancy supports are functional. Fuel is optimal. All golems accounted for. Cargo secure, Navigator Nowa.”

Smiling with pride, Nowa told the golem at a seat just in front of her station, though a bit lower into the floor with two others. “Alright Triplets, full ahead!”

“Yes Navigator Nowa.” The three responded while helping control and monitor the ship’s other controls while ascending into the sky. The Battleship quickly and efficiently leaving the skydocs with little to no difficulty.

All the while Phobia watched what the other living crew as this whole process went out. And to say, he was a little surprised at how efficiently it went. The takeoff, the checks of the systems and the overall fluid movement of the ship as it left port-- again, Nowa’s sheer experience in sailing airships shown true. And the three different stations for ‘Clanky’ ‘Clicky’ and the ‘Triplets’ had next to quadrupled the efficiency of his battleship’s flight.

He couldn't help but comment to the golems. “You know...you deserve those names, lackeys...in fact consider them your new unit names.”

Clicky turn it head and said. “Did you hear that? We have our own unit designation. We are like Scrappy unit 001!” Clanky shook it own head and told.

“Unlike us, Scrappy unit 001, is the Dreadful One greatest creation and most favorite golem.” although the triplets spoke out.

“At least.” “We are.” “Unique now!” as all three golems in the front said. “All hail the Dreadful One!” giving a mechanical snort, Scrappy spoke lowly.

“So easy to impress. Although they earned their unit designation due to upgraded into their purpose.” Phobia chuckle as he patted the mechanical wolf head as he added to the golems.

“And consider your unit designation to be on you, so that way we’ll easily call you.” at that even Clanky spoke in slight awe-- if one could hear it right.

“Our own number designation? On us? Truly the Dreadful One has marked us as important as Scrappy unit 001.” as then all the golems spoke at one. “All hail the Dreadful One!” (done)

Rolling her eyes, Najat said with folded arms, “I will admit… your navigators skills are punctual and very much something to be admired in it’s own right.” Though seemed to add to deflate Nowa’s sails before they could really inflate. “Though I still find her ability to give orders to be lacking.”

Turning to eye the cat, Nowa said, “Oh yeah? Well buck you too hon.” Smirking and turning back to keep piloting.

Blankly, Najat said, “Charming.” Then turned and began to steadily make her way out, acknowledging those she happen to pass on her way out. “Ash-chan. Book-san. Sieg-san. Remy-chan. Phobia-teme.” Before leaving. Though Ash seemed to be wanting to laugh at the end of what Najat said, much to the confusion of others. (End)

“What in the Markings she said?” asked Phobia as Kan translated.

“Phobia-bastard...which seems fitting.” having a smirk at him as Phobia snorted out, as he said.

“How about less smirking and tell me where we can hit at ships?” she frowns, but push up her glasses as she said.

“Well mutt, most ships are spread around, we might catch some by surprise...but don’t expect us to keep getting stolen cargo and materials from the ships. Even less on valuables we take.” snorting she said. “it's doubtful we’ll get anything as of this moment.” then asked. “Where are we heading in the first place?”

Phobia jerk his head to Remedy and told. “Gotta let the kid find this mare in Baltimare. So that's where we’re heading first, Kan.”

Sieg saluted and spoke. “Thank you Herr Phobia.” seeing him wave a hand.

“Yeah well...I figure we should do that first since it’s the easiest to do.” and not mentioning he wants to find out what a piss off ancient demon looks like. (done)

Thinking a bit, Ash glanced to Book and smiled, “hey Book, Remy.” Gaining both of their attention as she pulled out a bag from her pocket and said, “I got licorice this time! Books and munchies?” Making the filly gasp in excitement and look to Book with pleading eyes. (end)

Rolling her eyes in amusement, she said. “Oh alright!” then joked to Ash. “Just don’t spoil her too much, alright?” (done)

With a gasp of her own, Ash said with her head up high, “I’ll have you know I can be a responsible adult.” Then peeked down and smirked while leaning over, “When I want to want.” then ran on ahead, “Race ya!”

“Yay!” Cheered Remy while running along-- though it wasn’t too fast. Ash didn’t seem to be going any faster, and was probably letting the filly have an easy chance to beat the herno. (end)

While Book shook her head and follow along, while Sieg held an amused smile as he followed after her, knowing he wasn’t needed for now. As they were out of hearing, Kan turn her head and asked in irritation. “So was there a reason for the mechanical mutt to come into my room and remove all the hard work of translating the cryomancy?”

Phobia glance to her as he told. “Ash and Najat ‘requested’ me to do so.” Kan took a deep breath in...and asked in annoyance.

“Why?” to which the Stripe jabbed back.

“Because if they didn’t they were going to get on my case until I do it, or until Ash would potentially poison me lightly or do something to piss me off until I give in to their request...Not to mention, I would rather not be killed by ice from Najat when all of this is said and done.” (done)

Turning her head a bit, Nowa asked, “are you tellin’ us you let that Ash weasel her way around you again an’ get her way?” Going on while lightly tossing her mane, “I mean, just listen you yourself hon. It sounds like she just con’d you t’ do something fer her for nothin’.” Then muttered to herself, “wonder what her secret is?” (End)

“Don’t bother trying to learn, she’ll just run you in circles.” flatly told Kan as she look to Phobia as she remarked. “It is somewhat pathetic. Even more when you didn’t get a new slave for your needs.” Phobia eyes narrow at her as he told her in a tone to stop talking.

“Drop. It. Now.”

While the demoness did so, figuring it wasn’t worth it, Nowa rolled her own eyes and said, “if skies keep clear? I see us reachin’ Equestria in under a week. Dependin’ on border patrol an’ how we deal with the law, maybe under another week to get where we’re heading.” (end)

“Scrappy, the papers are all set?” asked the stripe as Scrappy nod his head.

“Affirmative. All papers of traveling papers have been crafted with Kan and Nowa usefulness in securing trader ships papers. We are currently under guise as Privateers for a Sultan. As well authorization for trade in any port or city we land in. it should work within a time limit of three weeks before the papers are traced back to the source.” (done)

Laughing to this, Nowa said while slightly tilting the wheel to handle a bit of rogue wind, “only if we cross off some bloke that gets angry at us. Long we keep our noses slightly clean in equestria an’ don’t stir up trouble? We should be fine.” Though did warn, “just steer clear of any of the high business types or prissy nobility, they’ll tear into our papers an’ our cover will get blown in three weeks or less.” (End)

Nodding, Phobia said. “Good, good...progress is going well.” then leaned back in his chair as Kan frown and spoke as she wanted to bring something up.

“Phobia...is it needed for those two to be on the ship? The filly I can understand...but why those two hernos?” Phobia hum a bit...and admit.

“To be honest...I don’t know why that Ophenu advise them to come to us and join up. Maybe he’s insane like me, maybe he saw something...like some prophecy of some horrible future that’ll happen if they stay in the holds.”

Kan snorted as she said. “The Ophenu would at least know of Ash’ relevance at least...what I’m trying to figure out, why suggest them to us? While some Ophenu has some useful vision...it would make more sense for them to go to Equestria to the princess’s.” As Scrappy informed.

“Nuru told Ash that it was for enlightenment of some form. Najat was told to have a centering of self. By logical conclusion, he sent them here, because of wrongings that has been done on Najat by creator hands to be cleansed, and for Ash to find peace within herself.”

Scoffing, Kan told. “What do you know of the spiritual guidance?” then shook her head. “No, it gotta be more than that. The Ophenu wouldn’t worded it like that. Not with how they are.” (Done)

Nowa snorted and said, “well I hardly don’t care what it is-- ‘slong it don’t damage my Baby or steal my coin!” (End)

Kan rolled her eyes, as she said. “Well, I’ll be cleaning up my office-- just to make sure the mechanical mutt didn’t eat anything else.” giving an annoyed glare at the machine beast, but turned to trot out as Phobia thought over a bit as he said to Scrappy.

“Scrappy, lets go.” getting up as he told to Nowa. “I’ll be in my room-- don’t go causing strikes on ships without me!” a slight joking in his tone as he grinned at her. (done)

Grinning back, Nowa said, “I’ll make sure that you get the first shot in with the cannons.” Watching him leave before telling, “alright you lot, I want ya t’ be watchin’ your stations sharp! I want this ship workin’ at full efficiency!” Oh how she missed shouting at a crew.

Looking over the hardcover and eventually closing it, Ash iddily patted a sleeping foal on her lap and placed the book to the side. She watched as Sieg move over and take up the filly, feeling it best to get her to bed and tucked in for the night.

While Book got up to stretch, Ash looked at her and said, “hey Book, got a moment?” Placing the book she had aside with care. (End)

Glancing to her, she asked. “Yes, Ash?” wondering what she wanted to talk about all of a sudden. (done)

Smiling in an easy manner, Ash shifted to sit cross legged and ask, “I wanted to ask how you’ve been holding up.” Then chuckled with, “I mean… I wanted to catch up a bit last time, but things got a little crazy and I had to bolt.” (end)

Giving a small laugh, Book admit. “Well, you did use two pods instead of one. Which reminds me, you can’t use the same trick twice.” a joking in her tone as she teased. “Considering now all the pods are working functly-- and require a code to use now.” (Done)

Waving a hand, Ash said, “I don’t plan to.” Giving a grin as she told, “doing the same trick twice? You only do that if you’re sure it’ll work.” Then looked out the door of the library and said, “Remedy really likes you. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was your new adopted daughter by now.” (end)

A somber look was on her face as she shook her head. “No, I’m more like her adopted aunt in a sense...I knew her mother when I was younger...her mom...tried hard searching me. Almost like with you and Najat in an odd sense...and lets just say that...in a way she found me...through her daughter.” (done)

Nodding, Ash was quite before saying, “so are you going to try?” Making the mare lookup as the herno went on, “you know.. Find your friends. Family.” Looking up and telling, “I know now, mostly after talking with Najat that you… well, sort of just gave up.” Tapping the floor and going on, “but you don’t have to, you know? You can still look if you want to.” Then smiled, “I think you get why I’m asking… because there’s something about being knowing you matter to others that you wonder if they forgot about you.” (End)

Looking down, she sat on her haunches she thought on it ...and slowly look up as she admits. “I do...I honestly want to find them...I know it’s going to take long, it’s going to be hard...but I want to find them...to at least give them a chance to go home...or at least the few that Remedy mom didn’t find…” then sighed and admit. “but...I don’t know If...I should go home either.”

Looking around as she sid. “Don’t get me wrong...I wouldn’t mind going back, in fact I would be happy to see those I remember...to see my mom….” then frown and said. “But...even if I was given the chance and took it...I don’t want my changeling to let me go fully.” (done)

Leaning back some and thinking, Ash said, “Sometimes I wish I could see my mom.” Reflecting in thought and going on, “but I can’t. I’m exiled because a demon got a hold of me when I was helping some travelers stay safe. I got branded with these marks and when I escaped and stumbled home, I wasn’t allowed in because they feared the demon could take over my body and control me… which actually could happen. I wasn’t able to think straight back then with how much pain I was in.”

Looking to an attentive Book, Ash smiled. “I can’t go back. I can’t see my mom. But I know she’s safe, and I know she’s cared for. I want to see her, sure… but even if I did? I’d probably still go out of the Clan’s lands and travel around helping people out. Be gone for a week or something.”

Thinking some, Ash went on, “you don’t have to go home, and just stay home, Book. Your old life is in the past… it can’t be mended or fixed… it will just be there, in the past.” tilted her head and smirked, “but today? You can make something out of it. You don’t have to make the choice today, or tomorrow, or the day after that. Just take each step you can each day, and figure it out. Maybe visit your mom for a few weeks… maybe live on the road.. Maybe stay with Sieg if you want.”

Shaking her head, Ash said, “I heard from Najat over how you two talked to the other. I know she can come off as strong, and may have hurt your feelings… but I want you to know, she didn’t mean to hurt you or call you weak for being a slave to Sieg. you were in an unfair place and were hurt badly.” And then softly said to the mare, “personally? To me, there’s no such thing as just ‘weak’. There’s only ‘not strong enough’.” Then laughed, “and nobody’s ever, ‘strong enough’.” (end)

Being quiet, she considers her words...and said. “To be honest Ash? I do want to visit my mom...just to see how she’s doing...maybe see how the village is…” then looked up with a somber expression. “But I honestly don’t think I could stay there for the rest of my life. Even more since...I honestly want to be with Sieg...with my changeling master.” with a small smile adding to this as it felt...right for her. (done)

Tilting her head, Ash said, “you know he doesn't have to be just ‘Master Sieg’, right?” Then went on, “I mean… I get you don’t think you can’t… but to have the drive to ask to see your mom? The want to find those that were taken?” Then added mischievously, “to help runaway hernos escape.” She shook her head. “I know you could be more than just a slave, if you really want to try.” Then held up a hand. “Not saying you should. But at least think on it. Who knows… maybe you’ll like it better.” Then thought, “Maybe Sieg might like it better. Who’s to say?”

Getting up, Ash grinned and said, “Just think on it, ok? Life’s not worth living if you do the same old thing all the time.” And with a stretch, Ash gave a yawn and said while rubbing her head, “geeze, what is the time? I should probably get some shut eye.” (End)

Rolling her eyes in slight amusement, she told. “Time for you to go to bed.” then as she got on her hooves, starting to trot out of the room, but pause and glance to Ash as she said. “I’ll...think over on what you say, Ash...goodnight.” looking ahead as she began to head to her room with Sieg, as while part of her thought on Sieg being nothing more but Master...Ash was right. Sieg was...was more than her owner.

He was, kind...but also caring. She knew that if he was her owner, he would stop her to see her family, make her listen to his orders...but yet he didn’t, because he cared too much for her. Even if she was starting to know him bit by bit...it was like he knew all about her in a sense. Maybe it was because he was older than she was, maybe because he saw a lot of things than she could…

Maybe it was just because...he could never say no to her. (done)

She gave out a sigh and tried to sort out her thoughts for a moment before opening the door and looking around. She could already see Sieg in bed relaxing, and not too far off was the smaller bed just for Remedy to use. The filly sleeping soundly away.

Closing the door gently and moving up to the filly, Book seemed to consider the young filly while also taking a moment to straighten out the slightly unruly mane. The sight made Book smile at the calmness the filly slept in. It was odd… seeing only the slight similarities of Blaze and her daughter. They weren't striking… but given time, she could pick out the counter clockwise turning horn, or the fact the grey coat was only a tad lighter than Blaze’s own. The filly did have her mother’s purple mane-streaks, that was for sure… meaning the green eyes and mane was from whoever the ‘father’ was. It was a little demanding to watch the Filly… but Book felt she’d miss her once she was gone. (end)

but who knows...maybe she’ll have a better life. A safer life with this Rosy than with us. Even with Camous protecting her...she’ll be in a safer place. thought Book, as she gave a gentle nuzzle to the filly head, as she let her horn glow, making sure the blanket was fully covered on her. Book moved to where Sieg was, as she moved under his forelegs. Feeling him shifting a bit as he removed his form, just to let Book feel that soft chitin against her. Nuzzling in her changeling arms, she relax and enjoy his warmth, at least until in the morning when he’ll have to shift back for the filly sake.

No need to let her know about him being a changeling after all. (done)

Floating down some, Camous gave the two an amused look and rolled her eyes before stretching and going back to taking up her watch over the room. The two, she could trust. But the demoness wasn’t going to let her guard down for a second.

The battleship was making its stride towards across the golden sands of Arabia. As things were working as smoothly as they could be. However as Phobia was drinking a small cup of tea, mostly to enjoy the taste, he glanced to the pilot as Nowa was moving the controls with ease. With Clinker, Clanky and the Triplets working at full efficiency in their assigned areas…

However the comm gem glowed as Clanky activated the gem and spoke. “Crow nest, what have you spotted?”

“Unidentified ships spotted. Three frigates, two warships, and five interceptors. None fly any Arabian city flags. Possible threat as pirates or slavers. Orders?” respond the golems in the crow's nest as Phobia commanded with a grin to Nowa.

“It's time to grab our haul for the week, and see how effective we can take everything of theirs.” (done)

While Nowa held an excited gleam to this, it was washed off as she ordered, “Clicky, shipwide warning to get them arms ready, keep the Crowsnest alert and have us updated all time-- I want speed from them ships! Clanky, get wind direction an’ tell me it’s speed. Triplet 1, ready the orders for engineerin’ to twike the Baby’s engines. 2 yer on Starboard side cannons, 3 get the Port side ready to. Manage those given sides!” (end)

“Aye, Aye Navigator Nowa!” responded all golems, as Clanky added. “And it’s the Destroyer of Hopes and Dreams, not Baby’s.” as Clinky began the alarm of the shipwide warning, although it sounded less like an alarm, and more like a song of sorts. The triplets were giving out orders as the engines of the battleship began to move faster, Starboard cannons were being armed on the right side, while the Ports left side were raising up.

“Calculating numbers of enemy ships crew members. Within acceptable range due to the sizes of ships, unless withholding more.” spoke Scrappy as he sat on his haunches and added. “Navigator Nowa, do everything within your power to give glory to the New Dread Empire of our creator.” (done)

With a slight look, Nowa said, “sure thing Scrap’s, if glory means gold, ya got it!” Then told, “Hold all cannon fire an’ hold fast. Let them dogs come to us.” Gaining a mad smile while adding, “tell da crow’s nest that when the intercepter’s come runnin’ to cut us off? Tell me their distance on each side.” Then instructed, “2, 3-- don’ fire ti’ll I tell ya to, got it? Make sure the cannon’s are aim’n ahead of the interceptors!” (End)

“Affirmative, Navigator Nowa.” respond the golems, as Phobia raises a brow as he took a sip and asked to Nowa.

“I’m guessing since this is an old hat to you, you know how to use their own tactics to hit a lone and heavily armed ship, Nowa.” (done)

“Interceptors are made fer speed, Phob’s.” Nowa told while listening to Clicky’s radio chime out the distance of the interceptors, noting two that had broke off and were speedily catching up to them-- yet they themselves not going at their max speed. “They don’t got armor like most ships. An’ they got five, tellin’ me they’ll try an’ cut off escape using them, Warship’s and them friget’s to nip at our heels.”

Grinning, she said, “Never aim at a intercepter, you’ll miss fer sure.” Waiting a bit more as the distance was quickly closing over the comm. “Ya always aim fer the place they be.” Then finally told, “2, 3, Open fire!” Even know the Interceptors were still a hundred or so feet off.

Regardless, the golems carried out their orders and order a mass fire on both sides. The ship shook with cannon fire, and outside dull explosions were heard. The maroon mare laughed and Phobia watched as two interceptors speed past, their respective sides torn or a bit on fire and smoking from the unexpected fire they had flown right into the path of. They quickly broke off and retreated towards their own ships.

But Nowa wasn’t having it, she turned the wheel while lowering the engine's speed and told, “1, up the Port’s engin’s a notch!” the whole ship heeling to one side and making everything tilt a bit as Phobia felt his Battleship make a turn it should have not been able to do. Not any sooner, Nowa called, “Starbard guns ready an’ fire on the closest ship!” That being the one they half chased as the thing was still trying to turn around. And with another banging of guns, Phobia could half see out of the side of the window the interceptor get pelted and downed. (End)

As Scrappy was clawing himself to stabilize a bit, Phobia move the tea cup a bit so it won’t drop on him or the ground as Phobia had to admit, he didn’t even knew he could do that with a ship...his ship. I am starting to feel glad Scrappy made the right call in giving her a opportunity. thought the striped as the mechanical-wolf spoke.

“I request an upgrade for paws to have means to stay connected on steel ground, creator.”

“I’ll put it on the list.” said the Stripe as he was more focus on the battle itself, and how air-to-air fights were as the mare was turning the ship around to face the pirate fleet more head on, leaving the heavily damaged interceptor to sink. The fleet would be moving into a scattered manner, and Nowa was giving orders to ready the main gun, targeting the nearest warship. (done)

When the green was given, Nowa slightly cracked her neck and said, “now, let’s relly see what this baby can do.” Shifting the ship to be stable before ordering, “Test the waters, fire first shot-- if miss, adjust and fire shot two!” Waiting as the ship jolted with a powerful boom and the Striped watch his main gun fire one shot. The cannon ball flew fast and hard, though it slightly overshot and was a bit too ahead and missed. The second shot however, was prolonged as the large main gun shifted just a bit before it fired and landed much more dead on, being the bow of the warship, causing it to slightly tilt.

Laughing, Nowa told, “reload the beauty and hit the center, after that, aim fer the aft an’ blow those terbin’s t’ Hell’s gate!” Obviously enjoying this way too much for a merchant. (End)

“Something tells me you are starting to enjoy my ship a lot more than you’re admitting.” said Phobia with a wide grin, seeing main gun firing as he paused, and soon narrowed his eyes at Nowa as he thought. Something tells me she was a former pirate. Her want for money is… a lot more possessive than a merchant. And she’s too good for a swindler...better make sure she doesn’t backstab me for my ship. Just in case. privately thought Phobia as while he would allow her to navigate and pilot the ship…

It was still his ship. (done)

“Good, that should keep ‘em still.” Slightly laughed the mare while she eyed the ships moving into a new pattern. “Alright, we still got time-- hit the next Warship, won’t be easy with it flyin’ right at us, smaller target. But aim the main gun high an’ rip off their bridge next shot!” Then went on, “Prepare all gun’s fer a knife-fight. Those interceptors are gonna try runnin’ by and soffen us up. I want half ready to fire as they pass-- leave the other half loaded, gonna need them when the ankle-bittin’ frigget’s get in close to harass us.” (End)

“Scrappy, estimate time for this to be over?” spoke Phobia as he sips his tea again as the mechanical companion didn’t bother to think hard to answer.

“Estimated time: 10 minutes due to ships attempting to get close to harm us. Estimated time to see fleet crashing in ground near intact pieces: less than that.” (done)

The main gun fired, and the warship moved some, the shot clipping its side and missing. But like before, the second gun made the needed adjustments like before and fired with a much more sharper acquisition, this time ripping the top half of the bridge clean off. The ship stopped moving and just drifted, it’s head more or less severed.

Nowa chuckled at the sight, though paused and flicked her eyes at the friget’s that took higher to the sky. Eyes narrowed, she said, “Oh I see ya, you slimy, slick, no good bastard.” Then next to shouted, “ya want t’ dance? Then let there be dancin’!” Calling out, “Clicky, get the welcome run out, we’re gonna be gettin’ some visitors real soon!” Making Phobia pause in confusion.

While the cannon fired and once more began to tear into the sides of the Interceptors that fired in turn to try and soften up his ship, the Striped looked up at the high-flying frigates in confusion. They were too high up for boarding, why would she think they would try it?

It became clear though, when their bays were opened and lot’s of something dropped into the open air. Something’s that began to move on their own and adjust to head for them. Fliers. (End)

“Soldier units have begun to form. Knight units have formed defenses.” spoke Clicky as on the golems were coming on as Clicky spoke. “Commander Sieg is among the Knights. Herno’s Najat and Ash as form among the Soldiers and Knight units. Soldiers are waiting for enemies to land on Destroyer of Hopes and Dreams. Knights are waiting for enemies to be in close proximity to attack.”

Phobia lean forward, as now...now would be a good time to see if his golems were effective against enemies of larger proportion.

“All soldier units are waiting on standby to shoot upon landing enemies.” spoke a Knight as Sieg ordered.

“Make sure they do not waste their shots, each shot counts for them. Are the Knights formed up?”

“Affirmative, Commander Sieg. We are waiting for their landing.”

“Do not allow a single one through, if we aer to show Herr Phobia our worth in battle, now is the time!”

“All hail the Dreadful One.” Agreed the Knight, moving to be part of the position as Sieg glance to Najat and Ash as he spoke cooly.

“Najat, Ash. I didn’t expect you to join in the fight, but I welcome your aid.” (done)

Staff slightly bouncing on her shoulder, Ash told, “and let you do all the work?” Using her other hand to wave, “naw… I’m lazy, but not that lazy. Gotta earn my keep, right?” Then spun the metal staff in her hand and stamped it’s end on the floor with a solid clang. “Also, you might want to keep the front clear.”

While Sieg questioned, he watched Najat move forwards, wearing the armor that was given to her before-- though it was over her robes rather than a tight bodysuit. She gave no glance to the golems, only waiting for them to back a distance away from where the doorway and the first stretch of hall was.

Looking down and back up, she breathed in and got into a stance before thrusting a hand out, a cool chill bellowing in the air and making Sieg shiver a bit. When she was finished, Najat moved back into the safety of the lines with him and Ash, the floor now before the doorway coated with a thin, if not very slick looking sheet of ice. (End)

Understanding quickly, he gave a quick order. “Knights, do not charge, hold position and wait! Soldiers, ready your weapons and aim once they lose their footing!” at once the Knights ready their shields up, while in the back the Soldiers were aiming their weapons as they were waiting for the flyers to come down for their boarding onto the ship itself. (Done)

They could hear dull thumps outside and with that they knew they were on the ship. The steel bulkhead door clanged and creaked, before magic was used and the door was forced to come open. Once it was forced and pried to be open, the pirates made for a loud entrance with a forwards charge--

It lost all it’s fierceness and intimidation as the first thing the leading pirate steps on was slick ice. He yelped and slipped, sliding forwards. And like his pals that followed, they did so all the same, making an utter mess of what was supposed to be a rush-forwards.

Sieg raise a hoof, making the golems wait for the signal as he ordered. “Soldiers, fire!” at instance each of the units began firing their weapons. Multiple booming shots came from the golems, each hitting their targets in various areas. Most were in the chests as some were hitting an arm, or a leg as those that were hit on their limbs, quickly lost said limbs.

“AH!” cries were heard as the limbs were bleeding out, as those that were shot it the chest or back had burning holes in them as the Soldiers temporarily stop, only for another line of soldiers to continue firing, stopping in their shots until the invaders were fully dealt with, or were given the order to stop. (done)

Both herno’s kept their ground and refused to move into the firing lane that was before them. As it was, the ground was littered with bodies that had slipped on ice or tripped on the dead or dying and both were considering on checking on other areas to be sure that simuler ice-traps were holding up just as well with their golem defenders.

One pirate, apparently a bit wiser than the others, kept around the side and tossed something inside. The sight made Najat glance and quickly shot a hand out. Just as fast, Ash tracked the flying icicle that impacted and made a black hissing object land and roll on the ground.

With wide eyes, Ash moved and spun her staff some before planting her foot onto the ground. Like before, a black wall of crystals formed and cut off the golems from the enemy, shots stopping in confusion. Sieg was about to question- right up until a loud bang and shattering was heard, the dark wall of crystals thinning and showing a transparent purple that let them see a smoking hall and the remains of those that were blown up on the other side.

“Few.” Ash sighed out, “Good catch Najat, that could have ended with a mess.”

Nodding, Najat breathed out in relief, “No, thank you Ash… I did not think that was a bomb.” (end)

Sieg frown as he said. “Bombs, if that thing went through, it would have blown a hole in defense...and us too.” then gave an appreciative nod to the two Hernos. “My thanks once more.” then narrow his eyes through the transparent wall of crystals, he saw the pirates moving in to charge, only to pause at the wall in the way. He glanced to see Ash pushes a hand out to grasp it, as the wall shatters. Giving a clear line of sight again as Sieg spoke. “Fire.”

At once, the Soldiers quickly fired into the unsuspecting pirates, bodies falling as this time most of the Soldier shots were at the chests as the Soldiers quickly switch line for the golems to take new loaded gear ammunition in their arms as Sieg waited in silence as the invaders were retreating as he looks to the Hernos and smile with a motioning arm. “Ladies first.” (done)

The two looked to the other as Ash glanced to the door. She then commented to Najat, “What a nice gentlemen.”

Najat was going to comment, but she and everyone had to hold on as the ship tilted again. The golems sliding and slumping on the wall as more cannon fire sounded off. When the ship evened out and Najat made sure her footing was good, she said in slight irritation, “such reckless flying.”

“AH-HAHAHA! Look at ‘em run!” Laughed out Nowa with a pointed hoof as two limping away interceptors ran, the third only putting along with just half its speed. The friget’s also running away, seeing as they would be no match for the larger ship. “I’d chase them-- but we don’t want to leave those ship’s we downed and set adrift.” Slightly glancing and eyeing one of the said ships. “Ready to start boardin’ them fer a change, Cap?” (end)

Grinning wide, he ordered. “Clicky, Clanky, Triplets! Order the Knights to start boarding with the Grunts. Tell the Soldiers to take sniping positions for long-range firing.”

“Aye, Aye, oh Dreadful One!” responded the golems, quickly working as Phobia said to Nowa.

“And Nowa, once we remove the crew? We’ll let the golems set the ships down...and then?” giving a wide grin. “We let the Engineers do their job on the ships.” (done)

Giving a salute, Nowa smiled, “ya got it Cap!” Then turned the wheel and said, “we’ll go fer the one with the broken turbines. They be the ones tha’ can still run off.” (end)

Grinning, he told. “Now we can’t let that happen, can we?” letting the golems move the cannons as the main guns fired, damaging the interceptor propellers as the golems were moving the ship to start boarding as Clicky spoke.

“All Soldier units are ready for long range firing, all Knights are in a position to board with Grunt units. Ready for command to capture and remove hostiles.” Phobia gave a low chuckle as he sips his tea and remark.

“A shame that I won’t get a good idea on how the boarding is effective with the golems...but I have a rough idea how it might go.” seeing the ship was moving to their intended targets as he asked to Scrappy. “How long until we overrun them?”

“Estimate time: Five minutes, Phobia.”

While the battleship was moving to their target, those on the pirate ship were readying themselves as the captain of the ship told as the griffon called out. “Now listen here! We aren’t going to go down without a fight! We are going to show these bastards, that they may take our ship, that they may take our cargo, but they will never take our lives, or our gold!” fell other pirates raise their blades or guns, as the Captain shouted.

“When they start breaching us, remember to--,” however that was the last thing the captain spoke, as his head suddenly burst open. As the pirates just watch in slight shock, before a small boom came, as another pirate head was pop as one shouted.

“COVER!” as they scrambled to get under any sort of cover as one cursed.

“Damn it all to Tartarus-- do they have some sort of magic users!?”

“I don’t know, but what I do know is that they can’t use their magic on all of us!” however the shadow of the battleship cover their tiny ship, as the sound of steel opening up as loud clunks came. As the pirates ready their blades and weapons to defend the ship, they couldn’t help but look to see that their enemies were not of flesh and bone, weren't part of any guard or any signs of city of a Sultan.

But were steel golems cover from head to toe as they marched off the ship, and jumped onto their own as the first line were with shields and lances. Pirates suddenly raising their blades to hit, but slowly did they realise their blades were ineffective against a body of steel. (done)

While there were areas to expose to damage, and the golems were less nimble than they-- the overall armor and being made of steel quickly made things complicated. A few with wings chose to live than to fight a fruitless battle and tossed themselves overboard and took wing, flying for the ground and staying low.

The rest weren't as lucky, as they fought tooth and nail for their lives and some tried to think of ways to escape. But there was nothing to figure to do so, and were stuck either uselessly slashing at their metal foes, or being smart enough to stab or pry at the chinks they could find. Not that they lasted long when more Knights moved in.

The fighting only lasted for a total of 6 minutes before the ship was taken, and the buoyancy balloons deflated to ground the ship. The Destroyer of Hopes and Dreams™, soon flew off to the next ship that was drifting aimlessly in the air without a means to move correctly. It lasted even less time. All that was left… was the wreck of the first fatality of the fight that had since become a mess on the ground.

By the time the ship landed, engineers went to full work to dismantle all three ships that they won in their first true skybattle. And it was something of a sight for Phobia to see. (End)

Sipping his tea, he watches as small dots of Grunt golems moving remaining cargos to the battleship, while the three ships were being fully dismantled by engineers. To the point that they were taking wood pieces of all things, as well as anything that was nailed or screwed down.

Scrappy look on as he spoke. “My estimated time counter was off. This must be corrected quickly, as to not make an error in judgement again.”

“Don’t worry Scrappy.” patting the head of the robotic canine as Phobia assured him. “You’re still learning.” then spoke to the golems. “Status report.”

Clicky was the first to speak. “Destroyer of Hopes and Dreams is stable. All crew are within acceptable parameters of functions. Soldier units will need recharged munitions, and Knights and Grunts will need quick-check ups, but everything is within acceptable functions.”

“Engineers are following orders. All ships will be dismantled down to the last bolt.” spoke one of the Triplets. “Grunts are nearly finished in carrying all remaining cargo into cargo area. Navigator Nowa is currently aiding in organization of cargo and inspecting cargo.” another Triplet added.

“Combat efficiency of Golems are as followed. Fighting against in defense position are within acceptable range, only due to ally Najat and Ash preventing armed explosive of causing damage among golems. Offensive position was a success. Only a few managed to escape due to use of wings. However Knights and Grunts proof effective against overwhelming despite lack of speed and parts revealing for enemies to attack.

“Final analyst of fight: 75% efficiency of Dreadful One army has proven to be successful.”

While Phobia was pleased to hear that...he frown as he knew that if they were against actual soldiers and not criminals and scoundlers? That number will be low. And he would suffer large casualties. While this prove he could handle pirates? It didn’t mean that he would be successful. No these pirates will wise up, and will try to counter his golems somehow. Even will try to counter Nowa movements and plan better if word spread of him…

Which he didn’t like, especially with those escaped ships. Taking another sip, he ordered. “Tell the Engineers to move in full force. We need to be ready to move and start using the materials as soon as possible.”

“Estimated time of completion will be half an hour, due to progression of deconstruction of ships, oh Dreadful One.” Phobia nod his head in acceptance of such a time limit, considering that there weren’t that many Engineer golems...meaning he would need to craft more of them, as well as more Grunts to widespread his ship. (done)

Najat steadily breathed in and out with a much more balanced focus than before. After all was said and done, the calm after the battle was needed and meditation was also a nice place for a retreat. She felt she needed it after seeing all the death before herself.

She carefully molded and shifted her magic inside her body, feeling it flex, shift and swirl pleasantly from within. Flicking a ear, she hear a slightly shifting of breath and peeked an eye open. Half rolling it, she closed it again and ignored Ash who had once more fallen asleep while meditating.

The goal was to relax yourself and let your mind be free… though Ash tended to take it a step too far every time.

Both, including a half-asleep Ash, perked and became alert at their room door being knocked. Najat being more awake, decided to get up first, while Ash blinked her eyes and just yawned and stretched for a moment in her sitting position. Opening the door, Najat slightly glanced down and spoke cooly, “Sieg-san. Is there something you require?” Delicately lifting a brow.

Giving a nod, the germarny stallion spoke. “I was checking up to see how you two were faring, as well as inform that we will be leaving within half an hour once the Engineers are finish in their job.” not bothering having his disguise on since both already knew what he was. (done)

“I see.” Accepted Najat before observing, “but there is more to this than simply that. You come for another reason, Sieg-san?” Seeming fairly alert on why he was truly there. (End)

Nodding, he told in honesty to the two. “I wish to understand both you and Ash capacity, as both of you were able to ice the floor and quickly summon a crystal wall and quickly remove it.” then raise a hoof to assure. “I understand that you cannot tell me everything, due to Clan secrets, which I will accept, however I wish to understand what I could, as since we will be working together, I need to have some sort of understanding, so I could be more prepared for giving orders to either defend or push into an objective area.” (done)

Ash moved up beside her friend and thought to that some before looking to Najat to see her response. At first the herno stayed silent and stared at Sieg for a long time to evaluate him. With a slow nod, she moved back to let him in and said, “please take a seat, Sieg-san. I believe we can tell you some of our skills whenever we find ourselves fighting with the other.”

Smiling, Ash moved over and sat on the floor in a lazy manner, while Najat slowly lowered herself and kept to a very proper seating. It was once more a reminder of how different the two were from the other. Still, he took the offer and came in, close the door behind him before sitting down.

Najat was the first to tell, “as you know, I use no weapons traditionally and have cryo magic to my aid.” Holding out a hand, ice formed and shaped into what seemed to be an arrowhead and told, “but, I am fluent in a few arms and weapons. Archery even falls into this, if I have a bow to use. And I can easily arm what I must make my needs.” Letting it shatter and turn to flurries, she went on, “I will change the ground to ice, and make it snow as fierce as a blizzard, if I have the space. Though it is limited to an extent, but fridged nonetheless.” (End)

“Like the ice floor.” hummed Sieg, as he nodded. “You work with your magic best, or with archery or other weapons.” then asked. “How far can you extend your control? Up to the room size due to weather conditions?” (done)

“In Arabia, I would only be able to make a very small blizzard. Barely bigger than this room.” Najat honestly told. “In my home, where there is ice and snow a plenty, I can focus it to be as large as a city.” Then breathed in to say, “the condition of the area I am in, greatly affects my own power. I can not alter the weather to see my needs. A reason I can’t make cold in arabia, as it is not in the nature for a place such as Arabia to be that cold.”

Looking to him for a moment, Najat then said, “as for arms… I normally stay unarmed. Let my magic do the greatest of work. If they get past my flown ice spells? Then I will conjure ice to form knives, blades, spears or kunai and shuriken to my needs.” (end)

Taking this in, he slightly nodded as he said. “I think I know what some of them are, some are thrown objects, while the other are hand-held…” then look to Ash and asked.” and of you, Ash?” (done)

Smiling, Ash said, “I whack stuff with a stick, and make crystals grow.” (End)

A flat look on his face as he said. “I am only going to assume you aren’t telling me because you either don’t know fully, or you aren’t sure you can’t trust me.” (done)

Breathing in and containing her amusement-- the changeling could tell that Najat was giggling on the inside, though her frosty looks did not even hint to this. “Excuse Ash-chan. She likes to be whimsical in her responses.” Getting a grin from Ash, but saying, “she is a masterful user of close range combat, like myself. Her skills of Geomancy have… grown since I’ve last seen her.” Peeking at the darker feline. “They are extensively useful defensively, and I have seen her use it effectively as an offensive tool. She, unlike myself, often adapts to her surroundings. If they don’t suit her… she finds ways to make them suite her.”

Thinking a bit, Sieg look to the two as he soon stated. “So in short, you Najat are used for area control with your magic, with CQC with archery experience, alongside arms or marksmanship with thrown objects. While Ash is more of an all around fighter, switching from defense to offense, to close range or potentially long range...meaning you are, in a sense, a wildcard that adapts with the area around you.” (done)

Humming, Ash said to him, “Kinda-sorta-maybe~” Her person just filled with mirth and amusement. She was enjoying the fact she was evading his questions and keeping her skills in the dark. But she did seem to give mercy and tell, “but, that’s only because I’m older and more experienced than Najat.” Sitting a bit more properly up. “She’s only really started her Honor Journey barely a year back. More like half a year.”

Nodding, Najat agreed, “Ash has done her Honor Journey years before. She has had time to learn of the world, even before she joined my Clan. She has experience behind herself, as well as skills. After her Exile, she has since gotten more experienced and gained skills even though she has not shared fully with me yet.” Then eyed her friend saying, “She enjoys her secrets.”

Grinning, Ash said, “what can I say? I like to give pleasant surprises.” Then added, “or nasty ones to the people trying to hurt me.” (end)

Sighing, he shook his head as he looked at the with his good eye as he said. “I think that's the best I can accept for now...thank you Najat and Ash. Hopefully next time when we are in a fight, I will plan better in making sure we are successful.” getting on his hooves as he felt satisfied of learning something rather than nothing, especially if he needed to plan for larger fights in the future. (done)

Watching him leave, Ash told, “don’t be a stranger Sieg!”

Rolling her eyes, Najat just inclined her head with, “it was a pleasure to speak with you, Sieg-san.” (end)

Stopping for a bit, he turned his head to give a brief nod. “Of course, it was nice to talk to you as-,” about to turn his head as he bumped it on the door as he paused...before stepping back and with a glow of his horn he finished. “--as well…” shaking his head as he muttered. “Eye still cause trouble.” looking ahead to trot out of the room. (done)

While the door closed, both women shared a look before Najat smiled and glanced the other way amused, while Ash more openly giggled and chuckled at the silly action of the changeling.