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The Study of Aeronautics Published on the 11th of Sigismund's End, 1802 A depiction of a hot air balloon from the lands of Ba’as. Introduction Long have the people of these lands used hot air balloons as methods of travel, entertainment, and for fighting great beasts. This paper aims to describe the attributes and limitations of such methods of transport, along with the possible solutions to problems that have been presented. The Structure Hot air balloons are composed of a couple of main parts, mainly the envelope and the basket, but they are also deceivingly complex. The envelope is what most people would refer to as “The Balloon”. These are typically made out of silks or various forms of thick paper and are commonly dyed in a variety of colors. At the crown - the top - of the balloon is what’s called a parachute valve. This is sealed in flight by the pressure of the envelope but is opened with a rope upon descent to allow the pressure out. At the bottom of the envelope is the burner, where various materials (such as straw and chopped wool) are hand-fed into a small chamber where they are then burned. The basket of the balloon is where the people normally stand - or pilots as they’re known in the study of Aeronautics. These baskets are made out of a material called wicker, which is a light and sturdy material that is woven together to form a circular platform with railings on which the pilots stand and store their materials. The basket is normally attached to the envelope of the balloon with many ropes to ensure that it is stable throughout the flight. Finally, tied on the outside of the basket are bags of sand, which are released during the flight to allow the balloon to ascend quicker. How to Fly Flight is a complicated process that must be done in the same short sequence of steps every time it is desired. Firstly, while the basket is tied or weighed down to the ground, the envelope must be inflated with the pressure produced from the burner. When the envelope is fully inflated, you may then cut the restraints that hold the basket to the ground. Flight will then be achieved, but there are still a number of other things that must be noted for flying in the sky. Tip number one is that it is generally better to slowly deplete a weight than to release it all together, as the latter will most likely cause uneven weight distribution. Secondly, it is generally better to release pressure slowly rather than quickly, as it is easier to release pressure than it is to gain pressure. The final tip is to keep the weight equal on all sides of the basket as uneven distribution could quickly spell disaster. The Problems of Flight While studying Aeronautics, I have encountered a few problems which I mean to address in this paper. These problems are as followed: Problem One The first problem I encountered while studying was the issue of tracking your height or altitude as it is known in the field. One solution to this is to have a rope with a known length attached to the basket of the balloon and to land. When the rope is taught, you will know at what altitude you are. The flaw in this solution rests in the fact that such a rope - normally at least three hundred feet long - would be very expensive to produce, as it must be continuous and very finely made. Problem Two The second problem I encountered is the weather. Oftentimes you may set off for flight on a bright and sunny day but you may quickly find that you have drifted into a storm. The only course of action during such a time would be to hastily descend to the ground, oftentimes completely ruining the flight. One possible solution to this issue would be to use alchemical oils to treat the silk of the balloon, making it weather resistant if such a thing is possible. Problem Three The third problem with flight is the fuel source. In theory, if one was able to get an infinite fuel source, they would be able to ascend into the heavens. Currently, hot air balloons burn simple dried out products to ascend, but if one were able to harness alchemical flames or even the fire of mages that last forever, we may be able to ascend to new heights never before seen. Problem Four The fourth problem that I’ve encountered is that hot air balloons have no direct directional control. As it currently stands, there is no way to reliably control which direction you’re heading in a hot air balloon, and while it is true that different altitudes tend to push you in different directions, these can still change on a whim. Problem Five The final problem that I have thought of is the cost of such a contraption. While it may be possible to fund such a project on your own, it turns out to be quite costly when three or even four of the balloons need to be made at a time, especially when factoring in that they tend to break or become damaged upon landing. A potential solution to this problem would be to find an alternative material to silks - as such are often reserved for royalty and other precious objects. A Note from the Author Hello! I am Anthony Alexios Basrid, I’m currently thirteen, and this is the first academic paper I’ve written. I hope you enjoyed my study on Aeronautics, and I plan to pursue the skies soon enough. As part of my plan, I am humbly asking for assistance with the problems listed above. Please feel free to send a bird if you’ve solutions, I’m always around! OOC: BobBox (Austin)#4660 [!] A self-portrait of Anthony Alexios Basrid is drawn at the bottom of each paper along with his signature.

"Oh I do hope it's a good song" Said an Amthalion Wick as he rested on a bench in the square. "Perhaps I'll stop by to listen"

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(MC Name): BobBox (RP) Name: Amthalion Wick (Discord): BobBox (Austin)#4660 Age: 24 What position are you applying for?: Prosecutor Are you registered with the census?: Yessir Why do you want to work for the Ministry of Justice?: To make the nation in which I live in greater than it currently is. To ensure justice is pursued adequately.

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Anthony Basird walked around his room, looking for a certain object which he had lost. "Where could I of put my sled?" he asked his sister. Finally, it dawned upon him! Victoria had forgotten to give it back. Storming out of his room, he now had a new quest - to secure his sled.

Amthalion Wick slam dunks his ballot, assuring his vote for the Wick.

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Bottom left mountains looking like swiss cheese

Amthalion prepares a good outfit that he isn't afraid of staining with copious amounts of drugs and alcohol.

No reference / credit to the previous lore? Looks good other than that

IRP NAME: Anthony Alexios Basrid DISCORD: BobBox (Austin)#4660 IRP AGE: 8 LIST OF THREE GIFT IDEAS: Star Plushie, Cookies, Telescope

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An unknown pirate prepares his sea shanties.

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Amthalion Elyra yawned, a hand soon covering his mouth "Change your name after you've been cast aside, the Elyra marks still rest on your skin - a reminder of the family that you have failed in the past."

A young Basrid child ran around the Eye of Man aimlessly, his gaze flicking between the various stone towers. As he made a swift turn, a snowball hit him dead in the chest. The young Basrid quickly wiped away the snow, an angry expression resting on his features "I... I told you if these clothes get dirty, Mother will be upset with me!" His frown then deepened, his mind stuck on a particular word. Mother. Where was his Mother? Glancing around once more he began to call "Mother? I, Anthony Alexios Basrid the great - who was once six but is now seven - and who is great again - and who is born of almost perfect blood - and who is the finder of the wisest - and defender of the Freedom Fort - and the Dessert Decider - and the Snow Champion - demand that you appear!" As his cries were not instantly answered, they only became more frantic until he finally grew tired and went to sleep - without a bedtime story for once.

"I - Anthony Alexios Basrid the great - who was once six but is now seven - and who is great again - and who is born of almost perfect blood - and who is the finder of the wisest - and defender of the Freedom Fort - and the Dessert Decider - do back up the information scribed by my cousin Victoria - who also speaks Eiso." Shouted a small child from his room in the palace.

An Armored Man ran through the hills. A triumphant shout echoed throughout the lands. Finally resting, he smiled, for his job is finished. Taking off the cursed armor of the past and present, he laid in the grass and hummed a quiet tune. He felt no guilt, for in his books, he had done nothing wrong.

The Snuffing of A Flame It was a relatively pleasant morning on the 6th of Amber Cold, 1794 when Amthalion decided that he would go visit his trusted friend, Oskar Wick. He had plans to assist him in Oskar’s upcoming court date, and moved with haste to knock on his family’s door. There was no answer, and so Amthalion waited. He knocked again, still no answer. The man sighed, fearing that his friend had managed to drink himself into a stupor over the recent events concerning the Stafyr case. As such, Amthalion pulled out the key that he was given for the home, creaking the door open. It was then that he saw it. His friend’s body, laying cold. Oskar’s skin had grown pallid, his lips blue. The once bright eyes filled with the aspirations of youth had grown dark. Amthalion quickly sprang into action, getting down onto his knees, eyes scanning Oskar’s body for any sign of immediate injury. There was none, save for bruising around Oskar’s neck. Amthalion shook his head, placing two fingers upon the man’s neck to feel for a nonexistent pulse. Grief stricken and weary, Amthalion managed to heft his friend’s body. He ran off, with him, going to quickly run and go inform the exiled Wicks of the loss of one of their own.

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Amthalion Wick sighed before speaking "Ah yes, another one of the hundred nobles telling us to come together as one! Just what I wanted to hear. Come join us on the streets for once and see what tyranny really looks like. Come to the street level where the guards stab you for speaking out. Don't trip down your high and mighty tower on the way down."

Amthalion Wick takes a few of the posters and puts them up around town as he questions a few citizens "Which side of history are YOU on? The side which allows tyranny or the side that fights for what's right."