Haizei Ottanta Jylis

Captain of Undaunted-class Flying Ship Wyldwood.

"I am the blade, I am death, I am the stillness of the candleflame. I burn away all distractions, I am focus. I am the sharpness, I am elision."

— Training Diary of Ottanta Jylis.

"You asked to see me, Talonlord?" Her voice was surly, a mere talonlord? Such a lowly officer would only tend a department on a smaller ship, not even on Wyldwood...

"I have been tasked directly by the Rani-Satrap to perform an investigation onto a conspiracy of our foreign enemies."

"Glory to the Rani-Satrap, may she rekindle the fire of greatness in Prasad."

"You're an Ophris?"

"I have both Ophris and Akatha forebears, as well as the obvious..."

"How is that possible?"

"I don't know, but my lineage is documented, I'm not interested in their proclivities beyond that..."

"Quite. And you've been avoiding foreigners?"

"All except a distant relative. Jubei Jylis is my fourth cousin, twice removed, and lives in Great Forks."

"Great Forks? But that's..."

"An outpost of our enemies? Hardly, and as a descendant of the named lineage of a Dragon, he enjoys great autonomy from the Dynasts..."

"Do you know why my orders were for me to come, but to leave Wyldwood there?"

"Because the plot targets our flying assets, the Rani-Satrap felt wiser to leave it on its peace mission with the Madaris, I'm sure your second can handle things there..."

"I'm sure, Circinus can handle things in my absence."

"Here, a towel for those cuts..."

"Oh thanks, I'm straight from the duel circle. You meant to ask about the plot?"

"Yes, have you been in contact with anyone else foreign?"

"Not to my knowledge, people don't hark their not prasadi origins though... Not in Kamthahar or even in Madara."

"No, I imagine not. At any rate, the Rani-Satrap has instructed me to tell you to take all precautions, we suspect they may attempt to kidnap you or kill you, to get your ship..."

"That would not go well, for them... Wyldwood knows me to my soul, and would reject anyone deemed unworthy... Their limbs would rain over Madara amidst the constant rain of feathers there."

"Quite."

— Adelon's investigative notes.
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