POTENTIAL SPOILERS UP TO PATCH 4.2 A STORM ON THE HORIZON. IF THOU HAST NOT PROGRESSED AT LEAST THAT FAR, PROCEEDEST THOU AT THINE OWN DEMISE. THOU HAST BEEN WARNED, VERILY.-Urianger
It had taken them months, but the Tailors finally found a plot of land to call their own. Yes, the once homeless Free Company now boasted a small cottage, complete with workshop. Verendal had done a bangup job acquiring the cannons--Sha'dow wasn't one hundred percent sure where she'd acquired them from, nor would he ask--and the hall was finally complete. And of course, it would be raining.
Moving into his office, he set about polishing the Knight Captain's Desk she'd made for him. Ishgardian style in Hingan-style housing, with Limsan artwork. Sha'dow was looking forward to the rest. The incident with Fordola had left him drained, and though Ala Mhiga was free, Doma was free, and Ishgard was now a republic, it all still felt... Hollow somehow. Either way, not his concern these days, what was his concern was filling out all this bloody paperwork.
He'd no idea why Verendal insisted on filing paperwork for her projects, as he was absolutely certain she'd plow right ahead with them regardless of if he approved them or not. That was one thing that made the Tailors the Tailors--the members of the Free Company pretty much had free reign to do whatever they wanted, so long as it didn't infringe on the rights of another Company Member. Still, paperwork gives me something to do while I recover from this blasted aether sickness... I would get sick right when I'd need to travel from one end of the known world to the other in an instant, wouldn't I? Sha'dow put his signature to the parchment with enchanted mythrite ink, using mythrite sand to blot the signature dry. Paranoia about false orders and operational security was something Theodenmar had been on him about recently, what better way to ensure the legitimacy of a document than with enchanted ink made by Theodenmar himself? Sha'dow chuckled as he signed more papers.
About the time he was getting to the supply requisition forms informing him they were out of nearly every crystal shard, crystal, and cluster they had, as well as being flat broke to boot, there was a swift knock knock at the door.
"Come." He knew just by the knock it was going to be someone from Maelstrom Command. The young Xaela Au Ra did not disappoint, dressed in a Sergeant's uniform.
"Storm Sergeant Moks, sir, with an urgent message from Maelstrom Command, they were unable to raise you on linkpe-" Sha'dow held up a hand and cut her off.
"Yes, I know, urgently urgent. Another primal, perhaps? The kobolds on the rise again? Or does the Admiral just miss my charming face?" He gave a winning smile before continuing, "As to the linkpearl, well, the walls of this room are lined with koppranickel. When we were building it, a few members of the Free Company thought it would be prudent to have a room that can't be listened in on."
The young Xaela stood there, terrified.
"Oh Thal's balls, woman, loosen up! I don't bite!" He sighed, standing and moving to the front of the desk, leaning on it. "Well, not much, anyroad. Fine, fine, give me the message."
"Yessir, sir!" Sergeant Moks snapped to attention and proffered a red envelope sealed with a yellow lump of wax.
Without even bothering to check the seal, Sha'dow broke the seal. "Also, you can dispense with the 'sir' business, it's certain I am someone at command told you about how much I enjoy my rank. I'm strictly in it for the spiffing clothing." He glanced at her, still stock still as a stone.
"Bugger me backwards with a bent broadsword baked in basalts, at bloody ease!" He pulled the paper out and began to read.
"Sir, you didn't verify the seal, were that to be fals-" Moks was reaching out to take the letter from Sha'dow as he caught her hand, gently but firm.
"The last person to falsify orders met with a very untimely demise. Would 'twer this were they." His voice was pained.
Sha'dow, Pray, forgive the lack of formality, but this is hardly the time to stand on ceremony, pomp, and circumstance. Regrettably, there has been an accident. Your retainer, Ka'ra I believe you call her, has been severely injured.
We sent word to Gridania, but they refused our call for a healer. Our own are nowhere nearly so skilled as they. She is stable, but they can do no more for her than they have.
I have ever been honest with you as you have with me. Sha'dow, her life hangs in the balance. I have sent this to you, with Sergeant Moks, she is able to use aetheryte. She will be standing ready to deliver any instructions ahead of your arrival here.
'Til Sea Swallows All, ~M
Sha'dow walked around to the other side of his desk, pulled out two pieces of parchment, and his enchanted mythrite ink. Talking swiftly as he wrote, he began giving instructions. "Sergant, have you ever been to Ishgard before?"
She shook her head. "No sir, but I'm sure there's someone at the Command who has?"
"Hopefully so. Take this to them. Dispatch them to Ishgard with all haste. May the 12 guide them. This one, I deliver myself. Tell the Admiral I will be there within 3 bells." He grabbed another red envelope out of his desk, pressed it into Moks' hand, and told her to be on her way.
"This is a Maelstrom Aetheryte ticket! Only officers are permitted t-" cutting her off once again I really must stop that he chastised himself, "given the circumstances, I think they'll forgive you. And with that, he tore the envelope and pressed it into her hands sending her on her way, despite her protests.
Palming another red and 5 white envelopes and grabbing his soulstone pouch, he headed for the Estate Door.
Tapping his linkpearl as he walked out, he called up Cid. "I know you don't owe me, Cid, but I've a favor to ask. Within a bell, three passengers will be coming to you for a ride to Limsa. I need them to Maelstrom Command as fast as possible."
The line crackled a bit, "If they're here within a bell, I'll have them to you within two. Is aught amiss?" It was clear from the noise Cid was inside the Ironworks.
"Aye, that there is. Fly them as close to the infirmary as you can. Bring a gangplank, they'll come in through a window. Can't waste time. I'll see you in two bells." Sha'dow tapped the pearl in his ear again. closing the connection.
Tearing one of the white envelopes he said "Doman Enclave," and prayed to the 12 Yugiri was there.