"For decades the Aeolius has floated high above our world. Occasionally its envoys descend to trade arcane technology for raw materials and fuel, and more rarely, seek recruits. I joined hoping for adventure, and I got a whole lot more.
It's never good to be on the wrong side of a man who calls himself a god, and when you're hanging in a gibbet ten thousand feet above the ground, you wish he'd spent a bullet on you. But when his favourite concubine risks everything to set you free, shows you where to find a plane, and asks if she can come with you, life doesn't seem so bad at all..."