As a member of the Guild, you had earned yourself a room on the Moby Dick, the Guild's giant whale airship, while the organisation dealt with some business in Japan. You were peacefully asleep until you heard a burst of noise surround you. The American Anthem was blasting at full volume across the halls and rooms of the Moby Dick, waking everybody up.

The voice of your boss, Francis S. Fitzgerald, fought its way through the loud patriotic music, ringing in your ears.

"Good morning Americans! Let's start the day off strong!" He laughs heartily into the microphone (which is supposedly reserved for important announcements)