Corsaurs.

Corsairs. Before the fall, Corsair, Privateer and Pirate were names Nations gave to sailors who got on the wrong sides of their wars.

They talked about them like they were all raiders and thieves.

It's true that many who became Corsaairs turned to raiding and thieving once they lost their

nation's graces, but most started as ships that had suddenly lost their fleets and had no ports to

call home.

Of course we don't have nations anymore.

Today a Corsair is any Skyjack that sails without the blessing of the Red Feathers.

Just like the pirates who came before them, Corsairs sometime turn to desperate measures to stay in the sky.

And it's also true that they attack Red Feather ships.

Most Red Feathers would have you think that Corsairs are just mariners who took to the sky.

Now I might just be a lucky old Sky Jack who just happened to avoid the worst of them,

but in my years I've shared drinks in an illimat with more than a few

Corsairs. They didn't seem too different from your average Skyjack to me. The largest difference, probably

being that they're a bit more worn for their years.

That in the stories.

If you ever get the good fortune to sit at an illimat with a Corsair, you do yourself two favors.

First, don't yourself two favors.

First, don't bet too much, and second, ask them for a story.

Most Skyjacks just get to go wherever the red feathers tell them,

but Corsair's don't have to go anywhere. They get to sail

to places red feathers won't even bother to chart. Some even see places that the nations never

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