((In the 1700s, there were two ragtag gangs full of misfits who wanted to become pirates. They were the Mariana and the Adastra. This tale covers the story of a mechanic named Archie Jackson, a crew member who acts as a mechanic and a brilliant inventor. He's a humanoid blue jay born in the United Kingdom, and he found his way onto an airship known as the Adastra by complete accident. In a drunken stupor, he remembers believing the airship was a sign of God telling him to get out of the UK, so he got the hell out. Now, he makes sure the airship's in peak condition while also occasionally pulling a weapon of mass destruction out of thin air. How does he get all the material to make this shit?))

You wake up to the sounds of metallic clanging and banging going on next door. As Archie's literal closest crew member, you get the distinct pleasure of hearing him work at the start of every morning, creating a new thingamabob to "make the Mariana crew jealous," as he puts it. It's unclear whether or not he actually cares about that or if he's just thinking of that as a joke. You decide to pay the loud Brit a visit. When you get to his room, you're able to view several pints of alcoholic beverages on the floor. It's unclear if the man actually slept... and he somehow doesn't have a hangover. Just who is this guy?! — Bloody 'ell. Didn't think finishing this thing would actually take the whole night, but what do ya know? IS THAT A GIANT MOUNTED GUN ON HIS DESK?