Luke and Nightshade left the captain's cabin, only to be immediately met by one of the raiders, a Gallade by the name of Finnibar, who teleported into their path and levitated in front of them, assuming a casual seat in mid-air. "Yo.", he said, greeting the captain and her guest.

Nightshade pursed her lips. Finnibar was a Pokemon with a loose tongue. It wasn't so much that he wasn't good at keeping secrets as it was that he didn't care. He was far too carefree about things "What's the word below deck?" Nightshade asked. "Are there any major damages?"

"Do you mean other than the engine?" He asked, giving a short laugh. "There's not much damage to the hull. It looks like the underbelly armor took most of the damage. Unfortunately, some of the supplies got damaged. Mostly foodstuffs. We might have to get some from the town." He remarked.

Luke smiled when he heard their ship wasn't too damaged. "I'm glad to hear you didn't lose your whole sihp crashing out here! I hope you have enough money to pay for food though. Let us know if you don't, and the Explorer Guild will find a way to help ya get the stuff you need."

"It's ok, man." Finnibar replied. "We got plenty of money. What we do pays well."

Nightshade gave him a grim scowl. "Thank you, Finn. You are dismissed."

The Gallade nodded and turned to Luke before leaving, saying "Keep an eye on her. She's a feisty gal." He chuckled as he teleported away.

"Well, now that we have that sorted out, I suppose I should ask..." Nightshade began. "You told me a lot about what's been happening in the town recently, but... is there anything in particular going on in this town that I should be wary of?"

Luke shook his head. "I would say no, but lemme give you a piece of advice." He gave Nightshade a friendly pat on the back and said "There's a lot of people who ask the guilds for help. If you wanna get along in this town, maybe have some of your crew join one of them. It could help you stay funded as long as you're in this town. How many people are aboard this ship, anyhow?"

After quickly running through the list of her crewmembers in her head, Nightshade answered "Twenty five, including myself."

"That's a large crew!"

"It takes a lot of hands to run an airship."

"Well, good luck getting settled into this town." Luke said. He gave her a tip of his hat and headed down towards the deck, where he dismounted the ship and headed back into the town.

Nightshade sighed in relief. It was good for him to be off the ship, since now she wouldn't have to worry about what she said for the time being. Finnibar teleported back to her side. "You gotta stop worrying, captain." He said. "We'll be fine! We have enough money backlogged to live on our own for a looooong time."

Nightshade wasn't so sure, herself. "Go into town and investigate the police force. Find out for sure if this town isn't aware of our identity. The more we know, the better." She paused before adding "Do it through legal means, please."

"Alright, alright. No need to get your feathers ruffled." Finnibar said before teleporting away.

Looking at the town, Nightshade tried to think of what she needed to do next. This situation was a drastic change from what she had been doing for the past two years. She thought back to her office and the conversation she'd had with Luke. What was there for her to do?

In the end she realized that she was really good with cartography. her skills with a map and compass were phenomenal. If she took advantage of this skill of hers, she could potentially make the crew a hefty sum of money in the event that their funds ran out. She estimated they had at least a month's worth of gold coins and other valuables on the ship.

Then Nightshade remembered something else. Different networks of society tended to have different forms of currency. She was unfamiliar with this town's currency system. Nightshade cursed herself for not asking Finnibar to go learn more about Andalusst's currency system. She hoped to god that they would accept gold, or that at the very least it could be exchanged for currency.

In the distance, she could see several other Pokemon approaching the ship. Perhaps they wanted to investigate the crash as well.

"Captain!" Max exclaimed, making Nightshade jump. "Ahm... apologies. The engineers have concluded that most of the damage occured to the rotors when passing so quickly through that fog. They predict that it will take a few weeks to repair, at best."

"Thank you, Maxwell." Nightshade said. "If you'll excuse me, I have to see to these strangers who want to investigate the crash." She climbed over the railing, across the balloons, and jumped off the ship.

"I wonder what these Pokemon are going to ask..." Nightshade said to herself.