The automated distress ping on my radio gets stronger as The Spring Storm approach Haido, the jungle island north of Asako, before we also start picking up a lower-frequency announcement. The contents make me feel like a complete bastard.
"Depths' Bounty Iosho Registration Zero-Six-Seven-Five, requesting assistance! Depths' Bounty Iosho-"
"I.R. Zero-Six-Seven-Five, this is I.R. Zero-Six-Eight-Eight Spring Storm hailing; what's the situation?" I say, cutting off the radioman.
There's a short pause before a different, female voice comes over the radio, one I recognize immediately. "This is Captain Ariel Bright, with whom am I speaking?"
"Captain Ariel, this is Captain Victoria," I start, now sure this is definitely the same trade company we'd refused just last month. "I'll be setting down approximately three spans south of your position, at the beach. Could you tell me what seems to have happened?"
From my spot in the air, I can only see the top of the little Heracles, partly covered with tarps.
There is another pause. "Our mana pump failed, leak in a coupling somewhere. We made an emergency landing, but sustained damage you might have seen from the air. We can get back to Asako, but we'll need a few extra engineers, some mana, and supplies to patch the ship for the trip. If you could send people out to us, we'd much appreciate it."
Bad luck, I muse, prepping for a temporary landing.
[] Lead them out myself. I'm not a first-class mage, but I'm good enough to help refill a Vettium mana pump once the engineers fix it up.
[] Send them out, I'll keep an eye out for pirates from the air while the repairs are ongoing.
[] I don't have a huge excess of supplies here. We could radio back to Asako from high ground and get a barge out here to help with the repairs, though.
