Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 331==

Jason comes and grabs me out of bed all excited about something.  It's barely sunup and he's pushing me to a window and pointing up into the air above the city.  I don't see a damn thing except blinding sunlight.  After he manages to calm down and I manage to wake up some, he explains.  He sees an airship hovering above town.  No one else does.  I'm willing to take his word for it.  I tried reading out and sure enough, I can detect thought floating above the city, at least 15 people.  Some kind of invisibility spell I'm guessing.  I didn't detect hostility so I figured it belonged to one of the representatives and they were just checking things out before landing.  I put the incident out of my mind and went and had breakfast.  A few hours later, it's still there.  I ended up grabbing Jason and headed over to the Hind to inform our pilot, Marika, of it so she doesn't have the worlds first midair collision when she takes off for a trading run.  Then he showed up.  An unassuming sun priest with a staff.  He wandered over and started asking questions.  Who owned this airship, who made it, who made the modifications and so on.  I may have figured the guy as just a curious priest with an interest for airships except that his staff looked suspiciously like a long rifle with a sun church symbol sticking out of the barrel.  Jason noticed too from the sudden change of his stance.  He had a very guarded mind, enough so that I couldn't have dived in without him noticing and resisting.  So I made myself clear.  I drew my pistol on him.  Most people here wouldn't know what it was.  I saw recognition in his eyes.  Before I could make my demand of him, to explain himself, he fired off some blinding light.  By the time I recovered he was gone and Jason said the airship was starting to pull away, heading north.  I'd have had the Hind give chase if we were all here, but we're scattered around town.  We're going to resupply and head off after them.