She Had a Bit of Sway
Norah had developed sea legs over the years of consorting with a piratical sort and his crew, but *nothing* had prepared her for the shifts, sways, and periodic bucks of an airship. It was somewhere between gliding over the ice, riding in a carriage, and periodically nearly being thrown off the back of a very angry gryphon. Often, a mix of all three. Lately, with the new pilot they’d hired, it was very often a mix of all three. But, just like all of this new and perhaps thoroughly mad adventure, she was certain they’d adjust.
She’s been many things in her life - a diplomat, a wealthy spoiled brat, a refugee, a spy, a smuggler, a scholar, a dabbler in dark magics (which she gracefully described to people as just purely theoretical aetherophysics, burying them in scientific minutiae before they thought to ask too many questions and overwhelming them in technical jargon), and for a while an employee in some sort of Ishgardian manufacturing company.
Yet now here she was, a Captain of an airship. She didn’t know how to *fly* it....yet....though she knew she’d learn. Instead, since she’d spent all the gil she had (and then some) just getting to buy the old girl, she didn’t have much left to hire the top of their class at aeronautical school. No, instead, she hired the crew she could - a rag tag lot of adventurers, curious folk, and maybe a couple rarely-do-well’ers. But much like the Four Winds herself, she and her partner Kail saw something in them - potential. None of them looked like much from the outside, but appearances could be deceiving - and she was banking both her money, and at this point her life, that they all had something special on the inside where it counted, something deeper than the dings and the dents, the scars and the bruises...something worth believing in and fighting for...
The deck pitched again, and she swayed briefly as she grabbed onto one of the railings for balance. She *did* do the right thing in this mad adventure...right...?