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Vinath - screaming in out of nowhere

Almost no sooner than Coryxoth was gone, there was the arrival of another dragon, this one a dappled blue. He crashed gracelessly into the ground, no regard for personal safety as the dragon screamed, eyes whirling ferocious red-orange as he cast around the arena. There was no room for maneuvering, no room for really anything and the older, portly blue thrashed around, making room for Malcarreth and his cargo even as he snarled and screeched, twisting his head around and focusing on the green wher.

Scum! he snarled, baring his teeth, lowering his head and hissing menacingly. Filth! You'll pay for what you did! There was no mistaking the rattling of the sounds coming from Vinath's chest; had the blue thought to chew firestone before his arrival, there would be a scorched spot where the green had been. As it were, his talons gouged the ground beneath him, and he swung his head around, focusing on V'lay and F'itz - a rider His seemed to remember. In most circumstances, Vinath wouldn't have deigned to take another rider, but given the circumstances, he would make an exception.

V'lay! V'lay come here now!

Wherholder girl: Attacking Vinath
HP 25/25
Attack 1d6+1, armed with club (+2)
Accuracy -3
Damage: 5 + 2 = 7

Wherhandler woman: Attacking C'tis
HP 25/25
Attack 1d6+1, armed with knife (+3)
Accuracy -3
Damage: 6 + 3 = 9

Green wher: Attacking V'lay (roll in next post)
HP 30/30
Attack 1d8
Damage: 8

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C'tis - Attacking wherhandler
HP: 25/30 - 9 = 16/30
Attack: 1d6 +2 +3(knife) -1(injury)
Damage: 1 + 2 + 3 = 6 - 1 = 5

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With Rochelle up on Malcarreth's back it was tempting to just take off and escape but he didn't want to leave Siata, or the bronze riding guy apparently on the side of the girl who was planning a better way of life. Naturally things abruptly got worse, because life hated him or something. Two women and a wher, and one of them had it in for him. C'tis swore, trying to get back out of the way but his reactions were slow and his movements more than a little clumsy. The woman's knife tore down his torso, tearing a bellow of pain and rage from his lips and an answering cry from Malcarreth.

Riposting with a stab of his own C'tis didn't have time or attention to spare for checking up on Siata and bronze boy but Malcarreth would take care of it, and then Malcarreth would get them all out of here.

Malcarreth called to Siata and S'dekai, eyes blazing and teeth bared in a snarl of impotent rage. not help him! Do I make myself completely clear to you?> C'tis could hold out a little while but speed was of the essence, added to which the sooner he left the sooner another dragon could jump in to save more of the captives.

Rochelle - Freaking Out

If not for S'dekai shifting up onto the blue, Rochelle might not have looked away from a highly agitated Vinath. His screams, and the blacks delicate jump between kept her from noticing the two women and their wher. She glanced at Siata and the strange man, settled in the furthest back seat on Malcarreth's harness. The only thing she could do was lock in and try to keep her clothing in place.

And if not for S'dekai, she'd have jumped from the large dragons back at C'tis' first yell. Her head snapped up, eyes wide, and the glasscrafter tried to scramble over anyway. He got in her way. The shaffing bronzerider and the wherhandler scaling the dragon got in her way!

"Move! C'tis, get your a** up here!"

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Siata - Boarding

"Good. Remind me he said it just in case this fever gets worse. And don't let Siask kill anyone if I die, my brother said he'd take him and he's ugly but he's a good wher," siata continued to ramble even with Malcarreth's yell in her brain. She winced, but only once, much too used to bloodthirsty rage in her brain to much care. All the blue got in response was a fever-glazed stare before Siata climbed after S'dekai.

Stars exploded in front of her eyes, pain so deep she almost didn't feel it. Almost. She gasped at the sudden sharp yank, arms up, pulling bandages, grating fleshto crude cloth. What managed to heal tore again, inflamed red seams under her bandages ripping free from one another.

"Bugger all the things," she managed to hiss, collapsing in a graceless heap in front of the young man. Rochelle yelled and Siata reached around blindly to shove her back into place. "Shut. Up, Freckles." She reminded Siata of the hysterical young healer and, indeed, rochelle sat back at the reminder - and rough push of a hand made harsh from lack of coordination and half twisted, nearly gone frame.

Tears of pain burned her eyes, leaving smudges in their wake when Siata slumped over, barely concious, and tried not to fall.

C'tis - Defending
HP: 15/30
Defence: 1d4+2 (-1 from injury)
Damage taken: 1
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C'tis would have replied to Rochelle, only somebody was trying to stab him in the chest and that sort of thing tended to grab your attention. Taking a swift step back he moved his own knife to intercept the blow, deflecting it away from his chest and taking just a nick to his side instead. Getting out of here just about now would be really lovely!

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Malcarreth - Fleeing

As soon as he saw the straps fasten around Siata and S'dekai Malcarreth lunged for his rider, grabbing him in one forefoot and leaping into the air. Less adept than a black at betweening and still inexperienced he wasn't as quick to escape the confined environment as he might have been; his left wing smacked against the wall painfully. Pushing the pain aside the blue redoubled his grip on his rider, grabbed the offered image of home from his mind, and disappeared.

In need of rescue
1 Etasha - Tua
6 V'lay - tetrachrome
8 Cetalese - Rhia
10 Wen - Shadd
11 F'itz - Tawny
12 S'dekai - Tua
14 S'lin - Mewrose
18 Siata - Nozomi
20 Gauden - Rhia
25 D'lin - Jet
26 Xanha - tetrachrome
28 Felix - Dizzy
30 Rochelle – Nozomi

Vinath carrying: 0/4

Courath carrying: 0/4

Vinath - leaving

V'LAY!

The blue's scream in his rider's head was nearly deafening, and V'lay stumbled as he reached the blue, hitting his side hard, barely aware of the woman who had gone in to attack his dragon. The blue was snarling at her, but there was nothing he could do. Get on get on get on! Vinath snapped, roaring ferociously at the wherholder woman as his rider scrabbled half-heartedly onto his back. He missed a purchase for a moment, slipping, but Vinath shrugged his shoulder, unbalancing V'lay over his neck.

"Vinath - we should wait - there's people -"

I don't care! It was a snap, flat, barely-acknowledging V'lay's protests, and the dragon threw himself into the air as soon as his rider was aboard, blinking between immediately. Back to Trine, for now. Back to freedom.