Owerton Challenge I117, Morgus E007, ‘Green Tomato Cow’

Owerton Challenge

Morgus

Episode 007, Green Tomato Cow 

(April 5, 2017)

 August 24, 2017

Challenge: Issue 117

  • Words:

  • Green

  • Cow

  • Tomato

  • Contributor:

  • Anonymous

Morgus 

Our serial series is set in Kenneth Shumaker’s medieval fantasy realm of Quantos. We find the Apprentice Mage Morgus is out from the Mage’s University and on his one-year walk-about before he returns for his journeyman certification test on Autumn 50 of Pine, during the reign of King Regeanus III in the royal city of Mount Oryn’s South State district. Our intrepid hero, with a checkered past, is an attractive thirty-three-year-old human Jalnoric male with a bold personality and is determined to survive his walk-about year at any cost, even if it means snuggling in and working with nobility.

Previously in episode E006 on Autumn 79 Unicorn with:

After setting up a chapel in Hessan Manor, Morgus goes for a walk to meet an old friend, only to discover that the friend is dead. However, on his journey, Morgus gains a new friend, inviting the new friend to Hessan Manor. With Morgus’ guidance, the staff sets up a blacksmith shop in the tradeshop of the estate. As a result, Baron Hessan gives Morgus three large heavy tomes to study for a future intent.

We continue now with Episode E007 on:

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Now things can be easy, or they can be hard. Most of the time things are hard, and when they happen to be easy, people become suspicious. Oddly, Morgus is happy with today as he’s expecting a guest who is a friend, one that he easily happened upon a few days ago. It was a nice break after the difficulties of life. He may have been at odds with the laws of society as a pirate in his past, and Toaren recently reminded him of that past. Returning to South State district has reminded him of his past roguish lifestyle and his old attitudes. But life in the Mage University has altered his outlook somewhat, and seeing Leza opened up something in him he assumed didn’t exist. He had been told he was cold and calculating, at best, mischievous. But he matured in the university into something more, and Leza has warmed his soul. He actually cares about her plight and has concern for her and Sesan’s future, damn it. He has so much concern that last night he spent four hours thinking about Leza and Sesan before falling asleep, totally neglecting any spell work yesterday.

After washing, and dressing in his best clothing, Morgus walks downstairs to the staff dining room a full two hours before the staff morning meal, and an hour before Hez’s service to Imvor with Baron Hessan in attendance.

Walking into the dining room, Morgus trips on a pail by the door. Catching himself quickly, by clutching onto a chair back, Morgus looks behind himself, and he sees a steel pail of green tomatoes with flies buzzing about the pail.

Turning to the kitchen, he calls out. “Ada, what’s with the pail of green tomatoes?”

Coming out of the kitchen, the manor’s matron smiles, saying, “I’ve set them out for the dairy cow, Sarah. You can take them to her. If you do, I’ll have the cook give you a couple of extra cookies from the baking for Baron Hessan.”

Looking at the pail, then up at Ada, Morgus says, “At least two cookies for Leza, and I’d like two.”

Nodding, Ada smiles.

Laughing, Morgus picks up the pail, walking out to the corral to feed the green tomatoes to the cow, who greedily eats the fruit.

Returning to the manor in the dark, Morgus considers the whereabouts of the wights from the recent attack; they must still be in the area. One wight has a continuous light in his eyes, so he’s permanently blinded, and the other three will avoid him. But still? Where are the four?

Entering the dining room again, Morgus finds Bushnel at the table eating morning meal alone. The husbandman says, “I talked to Ada, and we agreed, I’d eat early and skip holy services this morning so that I can harness the carriage and head out before gods-rise to pick up your friend. You’ve been too happy since you returned from visiting them. So, we hope to get you to return to us by getting this over with soon.”

Sitting next to Bushnel, Morgus slaps the back of Bushnel’s shoulder, wholeheartedly laughing. “Thank you. I’ll try to focus again. When you see her, you’ll understand my preoccupation, Master Bushnel.”

Chuckling, Bushnel shrugs.

…..

With the Imvor service over, Morgus sits with Hez. “So, what else do you need for your smithy?”

Looking smug, Hez replies, “I looked the shop over, and everything I need is there. But we’ll need more coal and iron sooner than later.”

“We’ll take care of that. So, what I need is a set of knives for my parchment crafting, but not standard knives. Top-of-the-line knives, as I’m making mage parchment of the highest quality. I can’t have any nicking, or tearing, or scratches in the sheets. The knives need to be razor keen.”

Whistling, Hez responds, “Damn, you don’t start easy or simple. To do it well, it’ll take some time.”

“You have the time you need.” Offers Morgus.

…..

Sitting with Hessan in the large opulent office on the manor’s second floor, Morgus asks, “May I arrange apprenticeships over at Renol fief between tradesmen and citizens?”

The old man shakes his head. “No, you still need to get the guild or me to approve the contracts. At least, until you become my chamberlain.”

Nodding, Morgus answers, “I’ve started studying the first tome. I’ve studied the first ten pages containing the five principals of royal law. I’ll work quicker on the tomes.”

…..

Leza and her brother arrive with Bushnel in the carriage during the rain, two hours after gods-rise, to the cheer of Morgus who eagerly greets the two. “Let me show you around Hessan estate. Then we can enjoy a wonderful meal in the staff social dining room, where we will be undisturbed.”

The two follow Morgus through a tour of the estate’s many acres of buildings and gardens for over an hour. Arriving back at the house, he gives them a tour of the ground level, showing them the Hessan Imvor chapel as well. Then he leads them to the cellar, and the staff social area, and lastly into the dining room. There they find a meal of roast hare, spiced roast tubers, and boiled peas in butter sauce, with a desert of a hardy bread pudding in a rich, smooth spiced cream sauce. After indulging in the scrumptious meal, they retire to sit in front of the blazing fireplace. Content, Morgus sighs, and he addresses Sesan, “So, what trade do you seek to apprentice in?”

Surprised at this turn of conversation, Sesan looks to Leza for a moment before turning back to Morgus. Sesan says with a somewhat blank expression. “I don’t know. I work stables as a labourer for a duster a day now, and I work every day.”

Stumbling a bit, Morgus nods, and looking to Leza, he grins. Morgus then views Sesan again. “Then meet with me tomorrow at the Reeve’s house around midday. We’ll see what we can do.”

Leza places her hand on Morgus’ hand, asking, “You’d do that?”

Nodding slowly, watching Leza, Morgus then asks, “How much would your shop cost?”

Shaking her head, Leza replies, “No, you couldn’t. It wouldn’t be right. I couldn’t pay you back.”

Winking and grinning, Morgus sighs and then utters, “What if I didn’t ask to be paid back?”

Blushing, shivering, Leza shakes her head. “No!”

Sesan watches the exchange and nods, and then he replies, “I’ll meet you.”

Watching the young average appearing Jalmal, Morgus smiles. “Good, I like that.”

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This morning, for hours before gods-rise, it rained so hard that there were rivers of running water. Morgus set out on foot for Renol fief, but the running and pools of water slowed Morgus down considerably, resulting in him arriving after three after noon. Morgus now realises how far it really is to the fief.

Walking to Bailiff Gaeric’s house, Morgus finds the Jalmal, who is over a century old, at home. Morgus asks him if Sesan had been there.

Gaeric drawls out, “Yes, the boy was. He seemed very disappointed that you didn’t arrive when I sent him back to the community stable.”

Grunting, Morgus considers events, then sighs. “Tell me, is there a tradesman in need of an apprentice?”

Pausing, as he thinks deeply about this, Gaeric nods and replies, “Yes. Yes, there is … Freeman Carpenter Journeyman Tensen is in need of an apprentice.”

Smiling, Morgus considers this and then nods. “Tell me where I can find Carpenter Tensen?”

Shrugging, the bailiff replies, “Currently, he works for Bargewright Toaren.”

Groaning, Morgus nods. “Where did he set up his camp?”

Abstractly pointing south, the bailiff says, “He set up at the end of the south field trail.”

Nodding slightly, Morgus exits. Walking through the sloppy, slimy red clay mud of the trail, he slips and slides working his way out to the logging and timber camp.  Finding the location after nearly thirty minutes, he sees several tents and two structures standing in a tight grouping. There are many people around the two central structures. Morgus observes that the construction is being pursued on one structure, advances there. Finding Bargewright Toaren, he addresses the man boldly, “Gods-grace and good fate Master Toaren.”

Grunting, the pirate master nods.

Looking around, Morgus observes the workers. “I’m looking for Carpenter Tensen; may I speak with him?”

Nodding, Toaren points to an old octogenarian Jalmal who is toiling with building the framework for the cutting towers. “Be brief; I pay him well, and he’s slow.”

Saluting half-assed, Morgus walks over to the pampaloo, addressing him. “Gods-grace and good fate Master Tensen … I’d like to speak with you for a moment if I might?”

Stopping his work, the pampaloo heaves a sigh and catches his breath, “Yes?”

“I have a man who I would like to set up as an apprentice in a trade. The man has no trade skills, but he’s physically strong, healthy, and in his early twenties … he’s local to the area, can relocate here. He already works on this fief daily now.” says Morgus.

Looking at the mage, Tensen smiles, asking, “What’s his name?”

Having the attention of the carpenter, Morgus aims to keep it. “He is Master Sesan – works as a labourer in the stables.”

Chuckling, Tensen then replies, “I know the lad. I’ll take him for a fee of one hundred Flairs.”

Toaren, who is standing behind Morgus, clears his throat saying, “I want a hundred Flairs to let another worker on the site.”

Turning around, Morgus asks, “How so?”

Toaren boldly replies, “If any more workers are brought on my site by the journeymen, then I want a hundred Flairs fee paid to me as accountability for the worker to be here. Our agreement is for Renol workers to be hired for the site, so I’m imposing a penalty for my tradesman hiring a non-Renol.”

Frustrated, Morgus frowns and grunts. Watching Toaren, Morgus says, “Fine, done to both of you … he starts tomorrow morning. I’ll send him to see you this afternoon.”

Working hard walking back to the village, Morgus enters the stable to find Sesan mucking stalls. “Hey Sesan, gods-grace and good fate. Sorry that I’m late. But you’re now a carpenter’s apprentice with Freeman Journeyman Carpenter Tensen, out at the new logging site camp … you’re to head there now if you agree.”

Stopping and staring at Morgus, Sesan mumbles a moment and then asks, “You’re serious?”

Nodding, Morgus offers his arm.

Slowly, Sesan reaches out his arm and clasps, saying, “How do I thank you?”

Winking mischievously, Morgus boldly says, “Do your best work, learn quickly, become a master, and I’ll be repaid with that as a wondrous thank you.”

Shaking his head, Sesan asks, “Who are you?”

Firmly Morgus answers, “I’m a pirate – Mage Morgus of Lenden Estates … your friend.”

Nodding, Sesan releases his clasp grip.

Morgus says, “Now go see your new master at the logging camp before much time passes.”

…..

Sitting in Hessan’s extravagantly opulent office, the pampaloo nods. “Your solution is fine, but you will have to fund it yourself, at least until you earn your place as my chamberlain. I will not fund apprenticeships until then.”

Sighing, taking a drink of Larap’s rare wine, Morgus asks, “Then may I send Bushnel with my coins to Renol, tomorrow?”

Pondering this, while tapping his desk, Larap watches Morgus, and then he nods. “Okay, I won’t be using him tomorrow.”

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Sitting with Bushnel on the driver’s seat of the extravagant Hessan carriage as they leave Renol fief, Morgus says, “Thank you for bringing me along and agreeing to stop at 1018 again.”

Laughing, Bushnel encourages the four horses onward to their next destination which is not far away. The husbandman and carriage driver for Hessan’s estate replies, “For you, I’ll do this. But you’ll owe me, Master Morgus. Remember that when you’re Baron Hessan’s new chamberlain … I’ve heard the rumours.”

Slapping Bushnel’s shoulder in friendship, Morgus says, “If I have your support, I won’t forget, my friend.

…..

They pull up to the two-story wooden house and Morgus jumps down, knocking on the door at an hour after evening meal time.

Leza opens the door, with an expression fluttering from excitement, joy, and then to looking puzzled. She asks, “Why are you here, Master Morgus?”

Kissing her hand, he asks her, “Did your brother give you the news?”

Smirking and blushing, she says, “Yes, thank you for getting him the apprenticeship. But we can’t pay you.”

Winking, Morgus turns and walks away. As Morgus climbs onto the carriage, he calls back, “You just did. The carriage will pick just you up in five days for midday meal at Hessan manor. Be ready for the carriage at gods-rise on Winter one.”

Riding away, Morgus asks Bushnel, “You’ll be sure to retrieve her on Winter 1?”

“Of course, Master Morgus,” Grins Bushnel, as they return home.

Morgus’ nerves are getting the better of him. On their return to Hessan manor, his feet tap away at an old tune on the floor boards of the driver’s box. They arrive well after dark, but Morgus skips evening meal. He goes to his room to write in his journal and study the chamberlain’s tomes before retiring to bed.

 

By, Kenneth Shumaker.

To be continued in the next episode 108, ‘Green Rabbit Bottle’ …

Generally, work continues for Morgus, except for the return of past horrors striking out at him with a vengeance. Morgus calls to the aid of those of Hessan estate to resolve the issue, but who survives?

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Owerton Challenge I116, Star Grean E006, ‘Red Moose Automobile’

Issue 116

Episode 006

 

Star Grean

By Kenneth Shumaker

Episode 006, ‘Red Moose Automobile

April 11, 2017

August 12, 2017

 

Challenge: Issue 116

  • Words:
    • Red
    • Moose
    • Automobile
  • Contributor
    • Colin Riley
    • High Prairie, Alberta

Star Grean

 Our story takes place in Kenneth Shumaker’s 5th Galaxy science fiction realm of the Toran sector with the crew of the starship, Star Grean. Her captain is the enigmatic and sly thirty-six-year-old Veran human male, Levan, who is the default owner of Flind Exploration Corporation. Levan lives in a society that is dominated by females, ran by corporate political organisations, which obeys the female ran Venkaer religious institution. This is a society where no male is given the opportunity to command, or own property. Yet, we find Levan to be Captain of the Star Grean and her crew, even with a Venkaer’s 3rd Purist on board.

In the previous Episode 005 on 216:04:28:06:00

The crew simply wants to survive now. Entering into the new system, the Star Grean is struck down twice more. Yet the crew of the Star Grean do their best to pick her up again. They are running exhausted as they fly in-system, and then they sling around the star, Tunda and back out to the system’s big gas giant, losing velocity as they go.

We now continue in Episode 006 on 216:04:31:03:06 with:

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Exhausted, the crew needs more rest, even though they had a full rest period yesterday. Levan is playing his green Royal Pheasant guitar to a lesser known Cora tune from ten years ago, as 3rd Purist Frena is singing the words to the campy tune for the seven others in the mess hall.

Horrace is still in the med bay recovering from his surgery.

Coming near the end of the song, the two performers pause and grin. It’s the raunchiest part of the song, and their minds are on each other.

Gunner Kendra glares at Frena as the two performers dreamily look into each other’s eyes. Storming out of the mess hall, Kendra lets the others know that she’s upset, but not about why, though Levan and Frena have their suspicions.

…..

Back in their cabin, Levan timidly asks, “How do the Purists view a triad, Frena?

Amused at Levan’s timidity, but also used to it from males, Frena shrugs, answering, “The Church doesn’t forbid them. But you never asked how I feel?”

Bowing and kneeling in front of the 3rd Purist, pale with fear, Levan asks, “Begging your forgiveness 3rd Purist, I had meant to ask, what is your opinion on the subject?”

Ruffling his hair, Frena shakes her head, saying, “No. What you want to know is, what do I think of Kendra and us together? … There’s not enough room in our bed for her, Levan. But … perhaps Talla can remedy that? It would resolve our issue with Kendra, in all likelihood … I hope … shall I propose this to her? Do you think you can satisfy us both?”

Swallowing hard, turning bright red and feeling warmer, Levan answers, “There really is only one way to know, 3rd Purist.”

Teasing him further, she strokes his chin. “Then we’re going to find out as soon as Talla modifies our bed … If Kendra agrees? I’ll talk with her.”

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Concerned for his safety, Levan watches the 3rd Purist grinning broadly as she enters the command deck. With an evil grin, she walks over to Talla and softly talks with him.

Then Talla gives Levan a confused glance.

Levan simply shrugs and decides to nod.

Talla turns back to Frena, talks to her and then he nods.

Finally, gleefully happy, the 3rd Purist prances to her seat and plops into her couch. “Well, my sweet, be prepared to be further exhausted in a couple days. Talla says he’ll remanufacture our sleeping quarters to accommodate three. Tomorrow, during our work shift, he’ll do it with the help of the junior engineers.”

Gasping involuntarily, Levan didn’t believe the two women would agree to this, not this easily. Now, what does he do? Stiffening his body, he mans-up and replies, “Understood, 3rd Purist.” Blinking, he tries to figure out how much sleep he’ll be getting – not likely any for awhile – unless it’s on a work shift.

The mischievous female humar from the ever energetic Fren race smiles and leans over across the space between their couches, kissing his lips. Frena consoles Levan, saying, “You’ll get used to two females commanding you. Trust me; you’ll like it and enjoy it.”

Somehow Levan’s not so sure, and he turns back to his monitors. In his entire life, until a few short weeks ago, he couldn’t get a female interested in him except for the tender ministrations of grandma Velma. Now he has this: sleeping with and sharing two women who will dominate his life, even though he is technically their superior officer. How the gods is this supposed to work?

He watches the purple puppy burst forth on the night side of the northern hemisphere of the moon for perhaps the hundredth time, thinking that perhaps he is the blue bottle donkey in truth.

Turning to Kni, he keeps his thoughts to himself. “Kni, give me your report on the planet.”

Kni had been watching Levan and Frena, feeling somewhat envious, but concerned for Levan, too. He reports, “Captain, the planet is of no use to us; it has no solids at its core that we can access. The atmosphere is so full of sulphurous gases that it is totally toxic to us, and according to Engineer Talla, it is too difficult to filter to be of use.”

About to swear, he feels Frena touch his arm, and as he looks over at her. He notes her disapproving expression as she shakes her head. Settling back into his couch and muttering nonsense, Levan then asks, “Then what about the moons?”

Kni answers quickly, “With my scanning, I’ve found eight moons with usable atmospheres, and five of those have appreciable water sources. One moon’s atmosphere is totally methane filled. Moon twenty-three, the one you keep watching on your monitor, contains life. The moon is roughly planet-size at fifteen thousand kilometres in diameter, with a surface of roughly twenty-seven percent water. Life is abundant, as it has temperate and tropical zones, due to its proximity to the gas planet and their orbit of Tunda.”

Thinking this over, Levan comes to a decision. “We’re going into the orbit of moon twenty-three. Then I’ll shuttle down with an engineer and marines to gather resources to get some repairs completed, and get us better situated.”

Keying the com to all speakers for all decks, Levan says, “Five minutes to get strapped into your jump couches. We’re going to leave orbit, going through manoeuvres.”

216:04:33:03:34

Levan laughs as he extracts himself from the embraces with Kendra and Frena. This would be their first rest shift together in their newly shared quarters. The two women understand his need to pilot the shuttle down to the moon’s surface now. But it doesn’t mean either one of them is happy. Truth be told, Levan almost feels some relief.

Sweating in their space suits, Junior Ensign Engineer Lester and Biogeoscientist Kni are waiting with both marine privates on the shuttle. Levan, also sweating in his space suit, waits to leave the Star Grean’s two females to pilot the newest class of planetary shuttle available. He’s flown it to pilot the crew from Mort up to the Star Grean; this is his third flight of the shuttle. The beast carries up to six passengers, and they’re landing with five. The cargo space is empty going down. They want to fill it with two tonnes of resources to bring back.

Cautiously, Levan pulls away from the two females after kissing them. Kendra is so much more relaxed now. Levan hopes she doesn’t become too relaxed.

The Star Grean was put in orbit around the moon’s equator an hour ago by Levan, just as the crew went into the rest period for the new day. But Levans’ accelerated the resource search, mostly for selfish personal reasons which he hasn’t shared, explaining to the others that he’s nervous about the low air and the damages of the Star Grean and that he needs to fix these.

…..

As the shuttle is settling down in the plains, twenty kilometres north of the native’s settlement, Levan sets the shuttle down with barely a bump.

He shuts down the two planetary engines and runs the environmental test scanners for atmospheric factors. Muttering to the gods under his breath, Levan says to the others, “We need rebreathing gear. The air is full of sulphurous gases that’ll kill us in less than a minute if we breathe it.”

Breaking out the survival packs, the crew gears up. Levan mounts the universal translator on his back. He will carry the ten-kilogram computer with him to use with the local natives.

They cycle through the airlock before entering the coolness of the grey-blue moon. Kni says, “There is a roadway we can use a hundred meters from here, on the other side of that shrubbery.”

Following Levan, the team marches westward over the plain. They break through the thin five-meter-tall hedge of orange shrubbery, coming out onto a twelve-meter-wide roadway. Looking right then left, Levan turns to Kni and gestures south. Kni nods, saying, “Yes, twenty-one kilometres.”

Nodding, Levan begins walking to their left with the others following.

…..

Having walked for nearly three hours without seeing anyone, the team is shocked when a three-meter high mechanical red moose approaches them on the road. The odd-looking mechanical moose is chugging greyish black smoke, with steam billowing out in great grey and white clouds. It’s moving along, approaching them at over eighty-kilometers-an-hour. The vehicle manages to come to a rumbling halt five meters from the team. The marines quickly move to the fore, between the moose and the rest of the team, with laser rifles pointed at the ground but set to full charge beam.

A noisy rattling rumble comes from the left side as a door swings open and out steps a nearly four-meter tall creature rising up on its three massive tree-trunk-like legs. Levan thinks it must have occupied the whole of the front seat of the two-and-a-half-meter wide red moose-automobile. Chuckling that this intelligent behemoth stands almost more than twice his height, Levan moves between the marines to stand in front of them. He keys the universal translator and hopes the machine is quick to pick up this creature’s speech.

“Greetings, I’m Captain Levan of the Humar Territory. I wish to speak with you.” He realises that he can’t even tell if this is a male or female, or if it even has clothes on?

The creature grumbles a deep tenor string of speech, waving about its three arm appendages with the hands that each have six fingers with two thumbs. It goes on and on as if telling a story. Eventually, the translator begins picking out single words here and there. Levan lets the beast continue its monologue; he’s happy it’s so verbose.

He looks at the red moose-automobile thinking that the engine is steam power, fired by what appears to be coal. Odd.

As the universal translator’s microphones and video camera’s listen and watch the creature, the translator begins forming phrases and sentences from the monologue. Levan realises that it’s telling them its family genealogy. He tries not to laugh at the creature, allowing it to continue for a few more minutes.

Once he’s sure the translator is catching most of the words, Levan motions and repeats. “Greetings, great one. I am Captain Levan of the Interstellar ship, the Star Grean. We are from the Humar Empire; we seek your aid.”

Stopping its monologue, the creature hurmps and says, “Captain Levan, I’m Huss Lor of Yuses Village. What do you need?”

Sighing as he sees they’re now getting somewhere, Levan says, “We need several canisters of oxygen, nitrogen, and hydrogen. As well as a few hundred kilograms in several bars of hard metals.”

Huss Lor jumps into his red moose-automobile, closes the door, and drives right at the team, resulting in the team rushing for the road side. Huss Lor speeds off gaining speed to over a-hundred-kilometers-an-hour.

Confused, the Star Grean’s crew look from one to the other. They shrug and start walking again in the same direction they were originally headed.

…..

Seeing the smoke of the buildings ahead, the team stops. Levan is amazed at the enormous size of the structures. Seeing the rooftops of the buildings in the village ahead, he is having second thoughts about this. Especially after the reception by Huss Lor.

Grunting, and committing them to encounter the villagers, Levan starts the last two-kilometer walk, only to feel the ground shaking and hearing the rumbling of some contraption approaching from behind them. The group turn in time to react making a dive for the sides of the road as Huss Lor brings his red moose automobile to a rumbling stop just behind them. He is followed by an even odder contraption that is impossible to describe, but Levan decides to call it a barnacle truck.

Huss Lor leaps out of his car and asks, “Your list? That was everything you wanted?”

Confused, Levan can only laugh lightly at Huss Lor’s excitement and his odd antics as he leaps about.

Nodding, Levan answers, “That will get me started.”

As he stops directly in front of Levan, Levan peers into all three of Huss Lor’s sea-green eyes. Huss Lor says, “Then I want on your airship.”

Stunned at such a request, Levan looks up at the scaley top of Huss Lor’s domed head. Levan estimates that the creature is 3.53 metres tall when standing at full height, and he has to be at least six hundred kilos. It would be impossible to fit him on the crew decks of the shuttle or ship with their one-point-eight meter ceilings and floors that are only meant to withstand loads up to two hundred kilos. Not to mention, there are no sulphurous gases in the ship’s air.

How to tell Huss Lor this? “Master Huss Lor, let me show you my airship, and you will know why I can only show you my ship. You won’t be able to get into it. What is your second vehicle?”

Huss Lor waves two arms violently at the other vehicle, a door springs open and out leaps another of these behemoths, running towards them excited, or at least Levan assumes they’re excited. Huss Lor exclaims, “This is my pod brother, Huss Lur. He is driving my truck with your supplies; cylinders of gas and trusl bars.”

Huss Lur greets the team, whispering, “Captain Levi, it is so honourable to meet an airship captain. We are so blessed. I’ve only heard of such things. Please, may we see your airship?”

By, Kenneth Shumaker

To be continued in Episode 007 on 216:04:33:11:12

On the surface of Lesraga, the five crew members of the Star Grean must deal with intelligent natives who are more than twice their size to get the necessary supplies off the moon and to the Star Grean. Once they have the supplies, they need to proceed with outfitting and repairing the ship, resulting in a vital vote that determines the future of all the crew members.

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