Eternal Blessed Winds
The morning after calming Tiamat's rampage over Port Breeze, Lyria awakens to find the primal beast in skydweller form. Acting as an interpreter, Lyria conveys Tiamat's gratitude and desire to join the crew.
A cool wind blows in the skies above.
The primal beast Tiamat has always watched over Port Breeze Archipelago.
But unbeknownst to anyone, the price to be paid for her blessed gales has been steadily accruing.
It finally comes due. Provoked by the empire's hand, she loses herself to madness.
Thankfully Lyria is able to quell the violent gales of this Astral creation and restore peace to the islands.
Having pacified Tiamat, the crew sets a course for their next destination: the Valtz Duchy.
Katalina: What's the matter, Lyria?
Katalina: You know you can always speak your mind with me.
Katalina: I'll do whatever it takes to keep you smiling.
Lyria: Thank you.
Lyria: I just wish I knew what this power inside me is.
Katalina: I must confess; that thought has crossed my mind as well, but unfortunately I can't give you an answer.
Katalina: But do know that I will always protect you from the empire. That is my promise.
Katalina: It's going to be all right. We've got a lead to follow, don't we?
Lyria: You mean the Island of the Astrals?
Katalina: Mm. I know we'll find the answer there.
Katalina: So there's no need to rush, Lyria.
You're right! Because it's not just me and you. Everyone's here too!
Katalina: That's true.
Lyria: Oh, and Tiamat says she'll help me too.
Katalina: The great primal beast? You can hear her voice?
Lyria: Well, it's not so much her voice. I would call it... feelings.
Lyria: It's like she's nestled inside me.
Katalina: Hm... That's curious but reassuring, I guess. Having power isn't always a bad thing.
Lyria: Snore... So full... Zzz...
Lyria: Huh? Is this... Port Breeze?
Sensing that someone is calling to her, Lyria turns toward the voice.
She is met by Tiamat's dignified face staring back at her.
Lyria: Huh? Oh, hehe...
Lyria: We just felt we should do whatever we could for you.
A warm smile of gratitude spreads across Tiamat's lips.
Gratitude for soothing her renegade tempests.
Gratitude for showing her a new world after hundreds of years tied to Port Breeze.
Lyria: I know just how you feel.
Lyria: I had no idea what the world was like until Katalina rescued me from the empire.
Lyria: They're still chasing after me right now, but I'm sure that someday I'll be free.
Lyria: Free to go wherever I want. Free to learn whatever I want.
Lyria: That's my dream.
Tiamat acknowledges Lyria's dream with a small nod before dispersing into a soft breeze.
Morning arrives soon after.
Lyria: I'm awake... right?
Beside the wide-eyed Lyria is Tiamat, now no bigger than your average skydweller.
Lyria: Haha, good point. Now you can travel all over the skies with us!
Lyria leads Tiamat out onto the deck. The primal beast gazes up into the wide blue yonder.
She inhales deeply as if to feel the wind in her lungs and exhales onto the vista below.
Lyria: I did the exact same thing too. Each full breath I took felt so refreshing.
Vyrn: What's up, Lyria? You're a regular early bird today!
Vyrn: Are my eyes playing tricks on me? That looks like Tiamat only shrunkified!
Lyria: Your eyes are just fine, Vyrn!
Vyrn: Heh... Those wacky primal beasts...
Vyrn: So, uh, can you understand what she's saying?
Lyria: If you mean her words, then it's still kind of hazy to me. But I can understand her feelings well enough!
Lyria: Um... It seems like she has something to say to all of us.
Lyria: Thank you... for stopping... my rampage...
Vyrn: Hehe! It's all good. Right, (Captain)?
Choose: Care to sail away with us?
- Care to sail away with us?
Lyria: She said she'll definitely return the favor!
(Captain) and the others circle around Tiamat to welcome their newest member, when another arrival barges in.
Rackam: Look alive, you guys! Valtz just came into view—
Rackam: Huh? Y-you again...
Vyrn: Get your jaw off the floor, Rackam! From now on, Tiamat's one of—
Vyrn: Hm? S'matter, Tiamat?
The primal delivers Rackam a begrudging glare before becoming one with the wind and vanishing.
Rackam: Uh... Was it something I said?
Lyria: A true denizen of Port Breeze would have remembered the god of wind.
Lyria: Is what she said.
Rackam: Hey, that's... that's not fair. Who else believed in that old wives' tale?
Vyrn: Maybe you oughta just say you're sorry, hm?
Rackam: But why do I gotta...
Rackam: Ergh, fine!
Rackam looks all around for Tiamat, who is still hiding in the wind, and calls out to her in a loud voice.
Rackam: Ahem. Um... O great Tiamat, if you're out there! Sorry for all that stuff back then!
Rackam: I promise not to forget you ever again! I mean, you're pretty unforgettable anyway.
Rackam: Thanks for protecting Port Breeze for all these hundreds of years. 'Preciate it.
Rackam: What'd she say?
Lyria: She's still a little pouty.
Lyria: But she says not to worry about it. It looks like you're off the hook!
Rackam: Ha... Haha... Thanks, Tiamat.
The Grandcypher and its passengers continue on their journey, borne forward by a new tailwind.
(Captain) and company are sure to blow past any obstacles that dare stand in their way.
For they carry the blessings of the eternal wind guardian.
Ride Out the Storm
While traveling through a clear blue sky to their next destination, the weather suddenly takes a turn for the worse. Rackam tries to fight the winds, but their airship is ultimately sucked into the storm.
Lyria: Whee! Feel that breeze!
The Grandcypher is cutting across the sky on a clear blue day.
But not for long.
Lyria: Huh? The sky's getting dark...
Vyrn: Looks like a big storm's brewin'.
Rackam: Everyone hang on to something!
Rackam: Damn it! Where'd it come from—
Rackam pushes the engines as far as he can to combat the battering winds.
Rackam: Come on!
Katalina: Rackam! Starboard, four o'clock!
Rackam: What is that?
A towering storm cloud looms toward them, threatening to swallow the airship whole.
Rackam: How could I have missed that? The hell is wrong with me today?
Vyrn: Yikes! Punch it, Rackam!
Rackam: Yeah, yeah, I know!
Rackam: Ungh... Ship's not respond—
Tossing and turning, the ship struggles in vain as it's sucked into the giant, black cloud.
Ride Out the Storm: Scene 2
According to Rosetta, they are trapped inside a weather pattern called the storm jar. Rackam asks Tiamat for help getting out, but Tiamat, who considers this storm to be a trifle, challenges him to do it himself.
Thunder roars and lightning flashes intermittently, forcing the crew to stay on its toes.
Rackam: The atmosphere was fairly stable up until just now.
Rackam: A weather shift that drastic feels like the work of a primal beast, don't you think?
Lyria: No, I don't sense any primal beasts.
Rackam: Well... It doesn't feel like a natural storm to me.
Vyrn: Look, can we just get the heck outta here please?
Katalina: Vyrn's right. We're asking to be struck by lightning in this cloud.
Lyria: What is it, Rosetta?
Rosetta: I think we might be inside the storm jar.
Vyrn: Jar? What're you talkin' about?
Rosetta: It's a very, very old tale. One that I haven't heard in a long time myself.
Rosetta: A huge storm cloud called the storm jar is said to drift randomly around this skydom.
Rosetta: If for whatever reason your airship were to slip into the cloud...
Rackam: Yeah, slip into... More like dragged into...
Rosetta: If that were to happen, you'd be cut off from the world, doomed to wander as a ghost ship for all eternity.
Or so the rumor goes.
Rackam: Clearly we're in a bad spot. No arguments there.
A sudden gust of wind sweeps onto the deck, materializing into the shape of a familiar friend.
Rackam: Tiamat! Can you do something about this storm?
Lyria: Huh? Oh dear...
Lyria: She's telling us to prove to her we can overcome a small storm like this...
Rackam: (It's my fault I didn't see this storm coming. And I'll definitely get us out of it!)
Rackam hunkers down to think of a way out while Tiamat observes in silence.
Ride Out the Storm: Scene 3
Rackam devises a plan to ride a downstream current to escape the storm, but a powerful monster attempts to block their way. Tiamat rushes to stop the monster while creating another downward current for the Grandcypher to slip into.
The storm continues to rage around them. Meanwhile the expression on Rackam's face suggests he's hit upon a solution.
Katalina: How's it looking, Rackam?
Rackam: Not good. The gauges are all screwed up, and the engines are already screaming from the strain.
Rackam: But we're not licked yet.
Rackam: Since it's a storm jar, I wouldn't expect it to have a calm spot, like the eye of a hurricane.
Rackam: But the winds should be a little weaker toward the bottom.
Rackam: What do you think, (Captain)?
Choose: I believe in you, Rackam.
- I believe in you, Rackam.
Rackam: Thanks, Cap!
Katalina: Wait! Why did you shut off the engines!
Rackam: We're gonna ride the down current.
Rackam: Once we drop into the weaker zone, I'll fire up the engines and blast us outta here!
Vyrn: What is this, an airshow? You sure you know what you're doin'?
Rackam: Strap yourself in, and have faith in your helmsman! Check this out, Tiamat!
Down they go, gradually picking up speed as the ship descends.
Rackam focuses on the howling air currents around him, waiting for the right moment.
At last the ship catches the down current.
Rackam: Heh. Now I just turn on the juice—
But before he can do that, a bolt of lightning grazes the ship.
Rackam: Damn, that was too close...
Rosetta: That was no ordinary lightning. I daresay whatever's targeting us has given itself away.
Lyria squints into the black clouds, trying to make out what appears to be a writhing mass.
Rackam: What in blazes... Is that a monster?
A dreadful apparition hurtles toward the Grandcypher with terrifying speed.
Katalina: Just what we need at a time like this...
Katalina: Brace for impact!
A three-headed dragon manifests around Tiamat, and she leaps off the deck to intercept the incoming enemy.
Lyria: Huh? You'll take care of it?
Tiamat is primed to fight, the heads of her dragons bellowing with anger.
Her power rebuffs the storm's violent gales, altering the airflow beneath her.
Lyria: Ride the air current down, she said!
Rackam: Yep, that's the plan!
Rackam skillfully steers the ship into the current created by Tiamat.
Vyrn: Yaaah! Aren't we falling a little too fast!
Rackam: We've got no choice. That lightning's probably still after us, and we need speed to break out!
Rackam: Thanks for the assist, Tiamat!
The Grandcypher continues to fall through the storm jar, achieving terminal velocity.
Assured that the ship is clear, Tiamat turns her attention back to the unknown enemy.
Ride Out the Storm: Scene 4
After the crew and Tiamat escape from the storm jar, the primal beast blows it away with her powerful wind. Tiamat reveals that she helped the crew because they were facing an enemy that mortals couldn't handle. The predicament they've weathered has strengthened their bonds—bonds that will continue to deepen as their journey goes on.
(Captain) and company have successfully escaped from the storm jar. All that's left is to wait for Tiamat to return.
Vyrn: I hope Miss Breezy's okay.
Rackam: That's the best we can do for her: pray that she'll make it out.
Lyria: I can feel her!
No sooner has Lyria spoken than Tiamat comes flying out of the dark cloud.
The sight of the graceful wind god calms the roiling anxiety in the hearts of the crew.
Katalina: Hm? What are you—
Tiamat does an about-face, and with all her might, blows away the menacing storm cloud.
Katalina: Aha-hah... I'm glad she's on our side...
Vyrn: Phew... Got that right.
Rackam: Yeah, just thinking about what would've happened if we didn't have her around makes me shiver.
Vyrn: So what's the deal, Tiamat? You told us to figure it out for ourselves. Why'd you step in?
Lyria: Oh, that's why!
Lyria: That monster in the cloud was too powerful for us skydwellers to handle. She had to help us.
Vyrn: Yeah, that was one freaky customer on our tail...
Rackam: The point is we escaped the storm jar. Isn't that good enough?
Rackam: Whaddya say, Tiamat? Will you keep watching our backs?
Thanks to Tiamat's power, the crew breaks out of a tempestuous predicament.
So there you have it. From their humble beginnings in Port Breeze...
Rackam and Tiamat's entwined paths stretch far into the future, promising to deepen the bond between them.
But that is a story for another time.