“Ye’ ‘ave t’ look o’ one what ‘as an eye fer adventure. Maybe it’s yer trade; maybe yer a pirate what’s lookin’ for a better life. Maybe yer tired o’ takin’ ‘ome a paltry bit o’ gil fer all yer ‘ard labor. Maybe it’s ye got lots o’ book learnin’ what ain’t done ye’ much good ‘round ‘ere.

“What’ere yer story is, Ah ‘as a proposition fer ye. It ain’t easy work, but it ain’t ne’re borin’, an’ t’ pay will ‘ave ye’ neck deep in all t’ booze what ye’ can drink an’ all t’ women an’ men what ye’ can ‘andle. If that ain’t yer thing, well, ye’ can buy books, ‘er clothes, ‘er what’ere else strikes yer fancy.

“M’ point bein’, t’ Aether Cats is always lookin’ for them what’s keen on adventure an’ ready t’ get paid handsomly fer it. Cap’n Cobbyn, he just asks ye’ take orders n’ do as yer told. Long as ye can ‘andle that, ain’t no life more excitin’ than t’ one lived sailin’ o’er t’ skies t’ far distant lands, t’ sort o’ places what most folk ain’t ne’re even dreamed of. 

“If ye’ curious ‘bout t’ work, come ‘round t’ the docks an’ find an airship what’s known as t’ Solem Nox. Ask fer t’ Cap’n, ‘er t’ First Mate. We’ll see ‘iffin ye’ ‘as t’ stuff t’ cut it wit’ t’ crew, an’ if ye does, a life o’ endless adventure an’ boundless riches awaits ye.”

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