{"id":3007,"date":"2020-12-03T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2020-12-03T16:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=3007"},"modified":"2020-12-03T09:58:02","modified_gmt":"2020-12-03T14:58:02","slug":"3-realms-3-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/3-realms-3-12\/","title":{"rendered":"3 Realms 3-12"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Rooshee was interred at the cemetery near Realmfleet Max. Her eulogy was short and to the point. After the funeral, there was still the matter of Dr. Ganshar. She was laid up in the Endeavor<\/em>\u2019s sick bay as Arsha and Aldarval stood outside. \u201cHow long\u2019s an examination like this gonna take?!\u201d grumbled Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMarshii\u2019s gotta be thorough,\u201d replied Aldarval. \u201cThough, she\u2019s been in there a long time.\u201d At that moment, Marshii stepped out to meet them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCaptain, Admiral, a word,\u201d she requested as she motioned for them to get nearer to her. They leaned in to hear her. \u201cI\u2019ll be frank, that blast hit Ganshar\u2019s hippocampus.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd that is\u2026?\u201d ventured Aldarval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s the part of the brain that controls learning and memory,\u201d explained Marshii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMemory?\u201d asked Arsha. \u201cAre you saying\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s got amnesia,\u201d confirmed Marshii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re absolutely sure?\u201d inquired Aldarval as she gave her an intense look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe knows she\u2019s a Sky Elf and how to speak Sky Elvish and All-Realm Standard,\u201d answered Marshii. \u201cBut she doesn\u2019t remember who she is or where she came from. She didn\u2019t recognize the name \u2018Jansha\u2019 or any of our names.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe can\u2019t send her back to Realmfleet Max in this condition,\u201d muttered Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re so right, Captain,\u201d agreed Aldarval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe need to tell her family about this,\u201d suggested Marshii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the trouble,\u201d muttered Aldarval. \u201cShe\u2019s an only child and her parents are dead.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen who can help her?\u201d mumbled Arsha. Aldarval then snapped her fingers as she got an idea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCaptain Yanstal always wanted a child!\u201d she explained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Steamwind<\/em>\u2019s Captain?\u201d asked Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe same,\u201d answered Aldarval. \u201cHis wife is barren, and they\u2019ve tried everything to have a child. This might just be what could give Ganshar another chance! Doctor, where\u2019s the nearest comms unit?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRight here at my desk,\u201d answered Marshii as she led Aldarval to her desk. Aldarval then gave her authorization code and connected to Captain Yanstal. Yanstal was a typical-looking Sky Elf, long, black hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. However, he had an eyepatch over his right eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAdmiral!\u201d he greeted. \u201cWhat can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCaptain, I believe I can get you a daughter!\u201d explained Aldarval. She then outlined the whole situation, even explaining Ganshar\u2019s old past.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI promise you, Admiral, Elwai and I will give her the love she had never received,\u201d assured Captain Yanstal. \u201cWhere are you right now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOn the Endeavor<\/em>, just southwest of the Sacchrinda Kingdom. I hope you can give her a new name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cElwai and I had long agreed on what to name our child if we could have one. Yultan if the child was a boy, and Urlee if they were a girl.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen we\u2019ll make sure \u2018Urlee\u2019 is ready for you. How far out are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAn hour south of you, on the island in between the Western and Central continents. I\u2019ll be at your position straightaway.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSee you in an hour, then. Aldarval out.\u201d She ended the call and sighed in relief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat DOES leave a problem, though,\u201d remarked Arsha. \u201cThere\u2019ll be someone who recognizes her. She WAS a famous roboticist.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOddly enough,\u201d replied Aldarval, \u201cher features are average for a Sky Elf woman. She\u2019ll blend in enough.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen there\u2019s no need for reconstructive surgery,\u201d sighed Marshii in relief. \u201cGood. That would have been a rush job.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The Steamwind<\/em> arrived and landed near the Endeavor<\/em>. Arsha, Endea, and Aldarval waited in the warp room to welcome Captain Yanstal and his crew aboard. A teleport circle glowed green and brought Captain Yanstal aboard with a Ship-type Mechanica in pants, a shirt, and jacket with the name Steamwind <\/em>and his registry number CRS-99173, and a Sky Elf woman. \u201cWelcome aboard the Endeavor<\/em>, Captain Yanstal,\u201d greeted Arsha. \u201cI\u2019m Captain Arsha Royana and this is Endea, my ship.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHappy to be here, Captain Royana,\u201d returned Yanstal. \u201cThis is my wife, Elwai, and my ship and First Officer, Steawin.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHello,\u201d called Elwai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPleased to meet you,\u201d affirmed Steawin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cY\u2026Yeah, meeting you\u2026is\u2026the good,\u201d stumbled Endea as she blushed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh?\u201d chuckled Steawin. \u201cRight back at you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSteawin!\u201d admonished Captain Yanstal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m just saying hello!\u201d protested Steawin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t mind,\u201d assured Endea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI appreciate a good \u2018love-at-first-sight\u2019 story like anyone else,\u201d interjected Aldarval, \u201cbut we have some business to take care of.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re right,\u201d agreed Captain Yanstal. \u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis way,\u201d directed Arsha. She led the group to sick bay. Marshii met them at the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s ready,\u201d she reported. She led Captain Yanstal and Elwai to Ganshar. It was so weird to see an infamous roboticist look so helpless and uncertain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUrlee?\u201d asked Captain Yanstal. Ganshar looked around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre\u2026are you\u2026?\u201d she stumbled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes,\u201d answered Captain Yanstal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy name\u2026is Urlee?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere was a shuttle explosion. You took a blow to the head from shrapnel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t remember a shuttle explosion. Come to think of it, that\u2019s a minor thing I don\u2019t remember. I can\u2019t remember who I am.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou suffered damage to your hippocampus,\u201d explained Marshii. \u201cIt\u2019s very likely you won\u2019t remember your whole life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026I have amnesia?\u201d summed up Ganshar as her face fell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, your father and I will help you regain what you\u2019ve lost,\u201d assured Elwai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWho am I?\u201d asked the amnesiac.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou are Urlee Yanstal, a well-loved daughter of the Sky Elven House of the Ulmath Star,\u201d explained Elwai. \u201cWe are a small, but proud house. You are a roboticist like me, and you love your creations as if they were your own children. Even correction makes you feel ill as any parent would in correcting their child.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSomeone took your work and made a robot for themselves, but they had no parental instincts,\u201d supplied Captain Yanstal. Marshii looked on, thinking that it would cause her to remember who she was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Did they have justice wrought upon them for stealing my work?\u201d asked the amnesiac Elf.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThey died for their sins,\u201d answered Elwai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd the robot they\u2019ve made?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJoined with an enemy of the Realms.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen, perhaps, I can construct a much-more loved robot. I just wish I can remember everything I\u2019ve learned about robotics.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, I will teach you all that you\u2019ve forgotten.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you, Mother.\u201d As the amnesiac Sky Elf hugged Elwai, the unloved Dr. Ganshar faded from history. In her place was Urlee Yanstal, a loved daughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome on, let\u2019s get back to the ship,\u201d urged Captain Yanstal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDoctor,\u201d Urlee called to Marshii, \u201cthank you for your help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s what I signed up for, Ms. Yanstal,\u201d assured Marshii. Urlee and her new parents walked out of sick bay and over to the warp room. After they were sent back to their ship, Arsha released a breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDivine Ones, please let her live a happier life, unburdened by her old one,\u201d prayed Arsha. She then bowed and turned to Aldarval. \u201cThank you for your help, Ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust doing my job, Captain,\u201d replied Aldarval. \u201cNow, about Ms. Barmek\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Bashoon and her parents were in their quarters, discussing why Rooshee blamed her and her alone. \u201cI mean, I was only a minor annoyance. She knew Arsha was the one who was behind the whole scheme,\u201d reminded Bashoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou were the one who suggested the idea,\u201d recalled Mrs. Barmek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou were also the one who brought the whole thing to Aldarval\u2019s attention,\u201d continued Mr. Barmek. Just then, the door chimed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome in,\u201d called Mrs. Barmek. Arsha then entered the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCaptain!\u201d yelped Bashoon as she stood up. \u201cWhat can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cActually, I\u2019m here to do something for you,\u201d replied Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Should I be happy about that grin on your face?\u201d asked Bashoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAs a matter of fact, Lieutenant, yes.\u201d Bashoon and her parents looked around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Lieutenant who?\u201d asked Mrs. Barmek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLieutenant Bashoon Barmek, of course,\u201d explained Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMe? A Lieutenant?\u201d quizzed Bashoon. \u201cCaptain, with all due respect, I\u2019m still an Ensign.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAfter the bravery you\u2019ve demonstrated today, not anymore.\u201d Arsha pulled out a new uniform. This one had yellow trim instead of red. \u201cFor your valuable service and your continued courage, Realmfleet has taken my recommendation to promote you! You are now an official member of the Endeavor<\/em>\u2019s security team with the rank of Lieutenant!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLieutenant JG, right?\u201d asked Bashoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNope, a full-on Lieutenant.\u201d Bashoon blinked, then got misty-eyed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2026I mean, I don\u2019t\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a little emotional, being promoted. Now, this does mean that\u2026\u201d Arsha was then taken into Bashoon\u2019s hug. A little awkward, given the still-clear rank gap, but Arsha rolled with it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCaptain, I promise you, I will take my new responsibilities with honor and pride!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what I like to hear!\u201d Arsha then broke off the hug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey, let\u2019s see how your new uniform looks on you!\u201d urged Mr. Barmek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOne minute!\u201d called Bashoon as she dashed behind the changing screen. Her old uniform was soon draped over the screen and they waited a little longer before she stepped out with her new uniform on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPerfect!\u201d praised Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s DEFINITELY you!\u201d agreed Mrs. Barmek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow, while you DO have new responsibilities,\u201d Arsha went on, \u201cyou also have new privileges, such as the right to wear your usual clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot that much of a difference between a duty uniform and my usual clothes,\u201d mused Bashoon. \u201cThey\u2019re just in colors that Goblins find fashionable.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd a little frillier,\u201d reminded Mr. Barmek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat too,\u201d replied Bashoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCongratulations, Lieutenant Bashoon Barmek,\u201d praised Arsha. \u201cYou\u2019ve more than earned it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you, Captain!\u201d answered Bashoon. \u201cI won\u2019t let you down!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, I don\u2019t think you will,\u201d agreed Arsha. She left the room, then released a breath as the door closed to give the Barmeks some private celebration. \u201cNow,\u201d she muttered to herself, \u201cto ask Falnii to use her abilities on me.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Rooshee was interred at the cemetery near Realmfleet Max. Her eulogy was short and to the point. After the funeral, there was still the matter of Dr. Ganshar. She was laid up in the Endeavor\u2019s sick bay as Arsha and Aldarval stood outside. \u201cHow long\u2019s an examination like this gonna take?!\u201d grumbled Arsha. \u201cMarshii\u2019s gotta […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1374,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,236],"tags":[482],"class_list":["post-3007","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-the-three-realms","category-the-three-realms-book-3-the-first-strike","tag-fantasy"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3007","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3007"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3007\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3008,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3007\/revisions\/3008"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1374"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3007"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3007"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3007"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}