The Realm of Austur Episode 1: A New Light

In the red wings kitchen Jarod is excitedly showing Ceridwen the features of said kitchen.

"Over hear we have a standard emersion fryer, this over hear is a griddle, oh this is one Mid's inventions a magic powered ice box, but what we'll be using is this a high pressure cook pot." Jarod lists as he points to the various contraptions. "We'll be making a cured boar stew. Normally it would take several hours to properly cook the meat, but thanks to the pressure pot we can finish the dish in under an hour." Jarod adds. Then walking to the cabinet, "Alright we need timber berry, crackle seed, field onion, nut root, and of course the boar haunch." Jarod muses as he grabs ingredients.

Meanwhile in the infirmary Emily was venting some frustrations on Aron.

"You blasted idiot! All that screaming over some herbal ointment!! I have half a mind to beet you death right here so we don't have to deal with any more of your nonsense!" Emily yell while maintaining a magic ball of water around Aron's head.

"Hey Emily. I get the sentiment but maybe you should let him take breath now. You can't keep torturing him if he drowns after all." Mid says half joking.

"Honestly you two. Theres no need for this pointless abuse. We'll just have the trouble maker handle the Lavatory duties for the trip once his hands heal." Cecil chides.

"Which knowing John's medicines should be tomorrow morning." Rosa adds with a chuckle.

Emily then reluctantly drops the water ball, allowing the very depressed looking Aron to gasp for air.

"And his exactly do you fit all of this on a ship?" Ceridwen asked, exploring around the kitchen. She took several notes of things.

"Sure, but I had something better in mind." Arcturus smiled as he stood up and stomped the ground, causing a rock to float into the air before it was struck be Lenna and partially impaled the general. "Nothing like the feeling of a new technique."

He then struck the pommel of his hammer at the ground as he caused the gravitational pull of the small rock to increase by millions of millions of times, causing the general to slowly implode.

"He,he." Rosa lightly chuckles. "Darling would you mind watching the youngsters while I tend to something?" Rosa asks Cecil with a smile.

"Ho, you have that look in your eye. Don't have to much fun out there." Cecil replies with a chuckle.

Rosa then exits the Aron abuse session and makes her way down the hall, toward the cargo hold entering just after Ceridwen arrived on the plat form. "I see you decided to view the cargo for our trip milady. I think I should accompany you, some of Mid's machinery can be quite dangerous if you don't know how to handle it. Oh, and don't worry milady you aren't the first aristocrat to consider embezzling their own nations wealth, the fact that you caught your own thought though shows that you have more character than most." Rosa addresses to Ceridwen in a motherly tone.

"Yes milady I am a type 4 but I do believe my husband told you as much earlier today at the fountain." Rosa says with a slight giggle. "At any rate would you like me to show you around the hold lady Ceridwen?" Rosa asks sincerely.

"Is it wrong for a mother to take interest in her son's life?" Rosa asks with mock indignation. "Any way let head down the stairs."

"Very well lady Ceridwen. As to the tour, the upper racks are for low density, durable cargo such as timber or grain.
The mid level is for fragile cargo and has special stabilizing restraints to protect said fragile cargo. The bottom level is for high density cargo such as ore or stone. If you look up you can see the twin mage cannon control rooms. And lastly behind us is the engine room and the gear lift for loading and unloading cargo. Any questions?" Explains Rosa with a well practiced air.

"That I'm afraid is up to Mid, but we will have to stop for water at least once during the trip to Shiryu, that will be the best time to ask him. Word of advice, please tread lightly around Mid, his first impression of you was not favorable." Rosa replies with a melancholy tone.

"Its not so much your assertiveness that irritated him, in so much as your assumption of superiority. For Mid the station of society that someone is born into, has no bearing on said persons personal worth. For him its a persons deeds that determine whether they are great or not. By that logic assumption of superiority on first meeting is one of the gravest insults a person can levy. Thats not to say you must agree with his beliefs, but do bare them in mind, after all you will have to spend allot of time with him in the coming days." Rosa explains calmly.