The Realm of Austur Episode 1: A New Light

"Ok, now that, thats settled lets go to that fruit stand over their." Emily states trying to change the topic.
"Again my apologies milady, such gestures are common in our village." Jarod says contritely.
The crowds of the bazar shuffling about the three of them.

Emily clenched her fist angrily at that remark, while Jacob and Ceridwen started looking through the vendors selection of exotic and domestic fruits.

Meanwhile back at the fountain Rosa is giggling openly.
"What is it dear?" Cecil asks out of confusion.
"Just enjoying the interactions of the younger generation, my love." Rosa replies through her mirth.
"Ah! Empathic eavesdropping. Just remember not to pry to deeply." Cecil lightly chides
"Oh you're such a stickler love." Rosa replies with a laugh.

"Ooh, those are good. You ever try these before, they grow wild in the forests near home." Jarod replies merrily.

Meanwhile on the northern outskirts of town John and Aron were foraging for herbs.
"Come on. Don't we have enough of these weeds yet?" Aron whines impatiently.
John holds up his hand and shakes his head. He then pulls another sack out of his pocket.
"Argh! Another sack we have enough for a year as it is. Why couldn't I have gone shopping with Emily instead of mr. Straight lace." Aron continues to whine.
John proceeds to rub his brow in frustration.

"Next we have to get the dried meats and sausages, then the dairy products, and then the bread. Its really quite tedious, you don't have to stick with us if you don't want to Lady Ester." Emily hurriedly interjects.

Meanwhile back on the red wing Mid is in his quarters dusting off his hands. (Ok can't soundproof the walls any further, already had to alter the molecular structure of the steal. Now on to crafting the alchemy lock for the door.) Mid thinks to himself as he sits down to his desk.

"Very well lets continue milady." Says Jarod.


3 hours later...

"Alright thats the last of it. Lady Ceridwen would you like us to walk you home or would you like to come and get a tour of the red wing." Asks Jarod.

Emily starts clinching her fists again.

"Of course its fine lady representative, whatever you desire on the matter. After all you are our VIP guest." Emily says with a big smile.

Meanwhile at the red wing John and Aron are getting back from there herb collecting.
"8 sacks of weeds, ugh why do you need 8 sacks of weeds? And when are we getting back to the ship? These sacks are heavy." Aron whines as he shuffles along.
John simply holds an arm out stoping Aron then points up with his other hand.
"Oh, we're at the ship already. Ok lets climb aboard already." Aron responds.
John shakes his head then shifts his finger to point out the coiled up ladders.
"What? Oh the ladders, hey why are the ladders coiled? Well whatever I'll just hop up and lower them problem solved." Aron states as he drops his bags and enters a crouching position. He then uses a blast of his type 7 magic to propel him up, while John tries to reach out and stop him. Aron shoots by though clearing the height of the railing and landing on it. No sooner does do so then the alarm shrieks and he gets stuck in place by the electrical current.
"G-g-g-a-a-h-h f-o-r-g-g-o-t-t th-e a-a-l-l-a-r-m." Aron sputters as he convulses in place.
John face palms, then shakes his head in resignation.
A few seconds later Mid comes rushing up from below decks.
"Damn it Aron! why did you try to jump the railing, instead of using the com station?" Mid asks as he pulls up the alarm control leaver. Aron then flops on the deck with a thud still convulsing. Mid then walks over to the ladder and lowers it.
"Come on up John and help me cary this numbskull to the infirmary." Mid calls down to John.

"Oh come now milady, shyness doesn't become you. I sure no one would object to you looking around the ship." Jarod says compassionately. Then to the side in an inaudible whisper, "except maybe Mid."

Just then Cecil and Rosa walked up.
"Oh good afternoon lady Ceridwen. Did you find your time with our youngster enjoyable?" Asks Cecil as he approaches.

"I'm happy to hear that lady Ceridwen. Tell me what are your plans for the remainder of the evening?" Rosa asks.

"Well I believe my son already presented you with two fine options. If you like my husband an I can take the supplies to the ship while you, Emily, and my son head toward your residence. Otherwise you could come with us to the red wing milady." Rosa states eloquently.
"What will it be lady Ceridwen?" Asks Cecil.

Meanwhile onboard the redwing Mid and John are laying Aron on the infirmary bed.

"Alright John I'll go retrieve your bags. Now get to work fixing up this dolt, and if you can do something about whatever's wrong in his head that possessed him to jump onto the security rail." Mid states.
John nods his head then walks over to a shelf and picks up a bottle of ointment and a bone saw. Then walking so his face was shrouded by his hood he approached Aron's bed.
"H-hey! Whats the saw for!? Mid don't leave me alone with him!" Aron starts calling in fear still unable to move much.
"Sorry I have to go finish your job. Now be a good patient for the doctor~." Mid says with a sadistic grin as he leaves the room.
"Wait, Mid! Anyone! Help!!" Aron cries in terror.