Sky Harbour — cargo over the void

CARGO OVER THE VOID

There is no ground below — only the void. Pilots run cargo between floating sky-islands and the settlement, a city every delivery builds a little further. Your ship is yours, your crew take their share, your fuel burns for real. Everything in this world is a token.

A firerune — rare cargo pulled from the deep sky

THE SETTLEMENT MUST RISE

When the ground gave out, the survivors anchored a harbour to the sky. Every plank, every ingot, every firerune it takes to finish the city arrives the same way: in a cargo hold, across the void, flown by someone paid to risk the crossing. That someone is you.

LOADOUT BAY

PROVISIONS — 1G = 4 FUEL · 2 SHELLS

CREW FOR HIRE

Crew are NFTs with skills — fuel management, attack, defense. Owners list them at a share of the mission reward. The terms freeze the moment you accept a contract: no renegotiation mid-void.

HIRE FOR NEXT RUN

MISSION BOARD

VOID CHART

Distance is fuel, and fuel is money. Plot the crossing before you burn for it.

Everyone's deliveries feed one city. Airdrops will reward who helped most.

EVERYTHING IS A TOKEN

GOLD	the money — rewards, fees, crew shares
FUEL	burned every run · bought back from the fuel pool
AMMO	one shell per shot · loaded at the hangar bay
LOG · MINERAL · FURNITURE	cargo — 1 / 2 / 3 GOLD per unit delivered
FIRERUNE	rare cargo — 10 GOLD per unit
SHIP · CREW	NFTs — your hull, your hands