The Virtuous Maiden surged forwards, climbing up over the treeline.  Where most airships would have a ring of elemental fire, blazing and crackling and announcing it's position for all to see and hear... this airship ran on the power of Zephyr, the air elemental.  So as the elemental ring came to life, it was not with a burst of fire, but a blast of air.  The Virtuous maiden pushed on over the treeline, closing the space of the few miles from it's hiding spot to the Orien trade road where the caravan of three wagons traveled.  While the guards on this caravan were no doubt ready and waiting for brigands or highway men, none would have expected an attack from the air, let alone an air ship.  While the popularity of the ships had increased greatly since the end of the last war they were still a fairly rare sight outside of any major city.<br/><br/>So it was with the speed of the Virtuous Maiden combined with the guard's niavitey that the ship was able to close to only a few dozen feet without the guards even drawing their weapons.  In fact several were standing on the wagon beds and smiling while waving at the air ship... probably believing it to be under house Lyrandar control.<br/><br/>"Captain," Janmorel's voice said from the speaking tube, she was probably on the bridge releaving Stoella so the first mate could man weapons, "They don't realize we're a threat, waiting on your orders."