<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GYvAXj8.jpg)</div><strong>Fargold Heathfire</strong><br/>Elven Male Gunslinger<br/><br/><strong>Current active effects</strong>:  None<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Airship<br/><hr/><br/>Whilst able to lift off and start the airship going in the desired direction, he could leave the helm and give it to his second hand mate. Fargold would go to check on his comrades, seeing that they're all comfortable with air travel. Seeing the group gathering and talking of a competition was encouraging. They were getting along just fine. But he failed to see Inathall.<br/><br/>So he'd go to the room Inathall was dedicated, assuming to find her there. A knock upon the door. "Hey Inathall? Are you finding everything ok? Feeling ok? No motion sickness or anything?" He'll ask. He knows the form of transportion is relatively new and that most people aren't used to it.