Ehre slowly opened his eyes, only to find that all he could see was a mass of what looked like the airship in flames to one side, with the bright day to the other, broken only by a massive shadow somewhere above. Trying to use his other senses, Ehre found only silence broken by muffled cracks coming from a ways to his front. Feeling the heat of the burning airship, he pushes himself upright and stands. Taking a few shaky paces forward, before falling.
Hearing what seemed like gunfire, Ehre jolts awake and begins to scramble out of the way, though where that was, along with where he was, he had no clue. Finally noticing the pounding in his head and aching across his body, Ehre tried to remember what had happened, only to black out
Ehre came to, only to find he was in some sort of hell. Having no idea where he was, what was going on, or how he had gotten here, there was only a few things certain: to one side, there lay a burning structure. In front of him, there seemed to be some sort of gunfight. To another side, he saw a large swath of ground hidden from the suns light that he could not explain. Attempting to stand and figure out how to get out of here, he hobbled towards, then dove behind some piece of the wreckage before the ever-growing blackness in his vision caught up.
Ehre Okarr woke up on a battlefeild. Not knowing what was going on, he fights desparatley to stand, to find out what happened before he regained consciousness. Barely reaching his feet, exposing himself from the cover he had conveniently woken behind, a sudden pain cuts through the dull ache and pounding in his head. Something small ripped into his shoulder at high speed, barreled through his flesh and bone before rocketing out the other side. Suddenly thrown back by the impact, Ehre falls, only to hit his head and watch his vision shrink to a small tunnel of light. The first complete thought he makes after waking forms only now:
I think Ive finally lost