Hand on her knife Kleos stepped into the cave, back straight and eyes fixed on the tunnelsnake.
She was terrified.
She could admit that inside her own mind, and she grasped for the comfort of Moriath's but received no loving touch in return. Moriath had her own troubles. "Take it down," she murmured. "As swiftly as you may, use all the resources at your disposal. Do not be afraid." She would not be afraid... she would not appear afraid.
When the tunnelsnake snarled and reared over her that was easier said than done. For a moment she froze. In the next she drew her knife. In the next she was knocked flat and dazed, and then she felt heavy coils press down upon her. Kleos gasped, struggled desperately against the hugely powerful muscles but all in vain. It had her. She couldn't speak. Couldn't scream. Couldn't draw breath. There was nothing but the stink of the snake and, her knife lost, the desperate scrabble of her short ragged nails on its hide.
The Nozomi rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-6)
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:24 pm
[Rochelle - HP 30/30 - ATTACKING tunnelsnake]
Rochelle yelped when Carltis decided to charge like a hairbrained wher. She flailed, pattng quickly at her hip and side - no knife, nothing, this was supposed to be an announcement and stuff, not something to fight with. Kleos and Carltis drew her eyes and the fallen knife. The glass smith leaped at the fallen knife and snatched it up.
She hated to kill things. Ugh and shards. She stabbed at it with half-closed eyes, aprtially squinted in case of blood. "This is so gross!"
[Damage: 3 + 1 = 4 Snake HP = 105 - 4 = 101]
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:32 pm
[Siata - ATTACKING TUNNELSNAKE YAAAAR]
So she totally lied when she told Kleos she had no weapons. She had enough bulk to her to hide a knife on her but for safetys sake she'd put a small knife in her boot. A smith could carry around a hammer or something, and her wherhandler status meant the ability to carry a knife but... Well. Who wanted a 'handler with a knife now a days?
She saw Kleos freeze, Siask snarling from outside and behind them. Too small for him to squeeze through the cave, he stood guard outside, snarling, growling, wanting to kill things for His. Siata, though, yelled out with the pinning of Kleos and her panic, her knife coming from it's sheath in her boot.
She didn't cry out and headed towards it without worry, lips peeled back in a growl as she copied the others and tried to stab the beasty.
[Damage: 6 + 1 = 7 Snake HP = 101 - 7 = 94]
TawnyAngel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-8)
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:34 pm
SKIE EDIT: This is negated. The Dragons can't reach the Tunnel Snake at the back of the cave yet. This should have been clearer.
[Berath is attacking!]
Berath cried out in fear, feeling HerHealer's fear too. Rochelle, who he liked and who was Aleck's friend, and Calrtis who was also Aleck's friend! Needed to be there, do something, had to!
With another cry the bulky green crushed herself against the cave mouth careless of pain and bared her fangs, clawing at the sand inside in desperate frustration. <Get away from them, beast!> All of them. All were so small, so frail; she had to defend them or what was her value?
N'mol saw Kleos vanish under the coils of the extremely aggressive, extremely fast tunnelsnake and his instinctive reaction was to step forward. He grabbed at the nearest item-- a branch that looked as if it had been driftwood at some point and swung it at the tunnelsnake. He was the next one it lashed out at, sinking its teeth deep into his arm as he tried to turn away from the attack. He let out a cry of pain, but the snake released its strike almost immediately, allowing N'mol to turn back to the fight. From what he could see, it hadn't moved, though it looked as if one of the wherhandlers had also been hit.
"Hang on, Kleos!" N'mol called, already pushing himself away from the wall. Where before he had been silent, his voice was suddenly loud. "Someone distract it or draw it out of the cave and off of the Wingleader!"
There didn't seem to be enough room for many of them to enter, so she signaled for Freiask to stay back. Not happy, the gold wher waited, pacing and listening for the call to attack. Freia got to the front and was clawed by the snake. She whirled around as the tunnel snake went after another. This was not going well so far, with Kleos pinned and N'mol injured.
She took in who else was around before actually jumping in the battle with her small knife. Wishing for her wher to be there, attacking with stronger claws, Freia slashed. All she could hear were yells, grunts and sounds of fighting. Shards on them for not bringing any light, and she was a dimglow for thinking she could rely on a wher to join them, to help.
Cetalese remembered the last time she was in a fight, but she didn't have much choice here. Adult dragons wouldn't fit in this cave, which left it to the whers and the humans-- this fight was going to go badly. Cetalese weighed her options and in that brief time the tunnelsnake lashed out, rushing forward to bowl Kleos under its body before striking at one of the wherhandlers with its claws and almost simultaneously sinking its teeth into N'mol as he tried to whack it with a relatively large branch. His call for a distraction broke Cetalese's contemplation-- she had to act and act quickly. Distract the snake. Draw it off of Wingleader Kleos.
Cetalese looked around. She spotted and hefted a rock larger than her fist, and then hurled it at the snake from a distance, aiming for its head. She wasn't about to get near that thing when it could already likely reach her where she was standing.
Halith! We may need you!
Cetalese was suddenly aware of a presence behind her and whirled around, only to be confronted with a blocked tunnel entrance and a giant Green head and arm thrusting into the cave. Her eyes widened with a sense of impending doom.
((Damage: N/A DISTRACTING THE SNAKE (With any luck)))
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:50 pm
Halith - Arriving Joining Group A
Her rider's call and sudden swell of fear broke into Halith's otherwise uneventful night. Her eyes immediately whirled with yellow, the spinning picking up speed.
Coming, Cetalesemine! Halith was already in the air, surveying the area as she had originally been charged, and disappeared between to Cetalese's location without further ado. When she arrived, she could see nothing but a scarred Green's body pressed against a rock face-- with apparently just the upper portion of her neck/head and one arm inside. Halith quickly winged down to land a short distance from the unfamiliar Green. She had to assume-- no, she knew, that her rider was in the cave and that there was no way she could get to her. Worried and angry at the threat to her rider, Halith stomped about in place, wings mantled and looking more agitated by the minute.
Cetalesemine! I am here! Are you all right? What is happening?
Ralae gasped at the size of the tunnel snake. Huge, bigger than any she had ever seen before. And before she could even speak or blink, the snake attacked three people at random, including her friend Kleos. Angry but knowing she would be no good at attacking, the teenager grabbed the first thing on the ground and shucked it in the general direction of the creature.
"Hey you! You stupid overgrown bug! Let go! Over here you dumb short nosed dragon wanna be... You scaly pest..." Ralae hurled any insults she could think of to get it to release the crimson rider. She saw another rock sail past her as well while others tried to attack it. "Watch out for Kleos!"
P'zul had been herded along with the other group going after the tunnelsnake. Which was much better than moving people sized dolls around and onto dragons. Thankfully, he had managed to get another shirt from a random weyrfolk and was coming up behind the group.
It was dark and he vividly wished he had Nnith's night vision. Suddenly, he heard sounds of an attack and saw one rider go up against the wall while another was attacked. Cursing, he drew out his belt knife and moved towards the left, trying to spread out and away from the others.
When some body part got near him, he blindly slashed with his knife, hoping to do some damage.
Fixate roll (Cetelese), fixate roll (Ralae), snap (Cetalese), crush (Ralae), claw (Cetalese), claw (Ralae)
The Tunnel snake's anger flared as N'mol whacked it and other started stabbing it. But then people started trying to distract it and its attention became fixated on these individuals.
RALAE! The green had been back towards the back on the group. Now, panicked with fear and hurt for her rider, the average sized green barreled through to get as close to the wall as possible. MINE! She frantically began to scratch at the outside walls, unable to reach a claw in or figure out how to reach her rider.
Can you hear me? Answer me! Help my rider! Her thoughts broadcasted across to the other dragons as her tail lashed back and forth angrily. The easy going green was in full rage as she ROARED at the snake who would harm her Ralae.
Bad. Very bad! He... he had to get out of here! But his task was not complete! Oh Faranth She would be so disappointed! And Valik did not want to disappoint Terene. She... was all he really had. The only light in his dark world.
Fool! Don't start blabbering nonesense. Raith snarled at his rider. Concentrate on getting out of there now.
I-I'm going! As f...f-fast as I c-can!
Move faster. They are getting closer. The blue circled around again, unable to keep from baring his teeth, even way up in the sky as he was. If there was on thing - aside from any mention of That Man's name - that riled him up, it was having to watch his Valik suffer even more.
Fear. He was quite acquainted with Fear. They shared many days and nights together. The frail man hobbled faster, pushing his way through the shrubbery as best he could. He stumbled, a pained whimper escaping as still healing wounds burned. He couldn't - wouldn't - be captured! Couldn't... Run. He had to run. As best as he could. Before they could get to him. Or... or else...
We fight. His dragon rumbled. We are fighters, my rider.
Valik and Raith [Action: Surprise Attack on dragons]
They were too close and His was trudging around like a newly hatched wherling! It was ridiculous and the idiot man was not moving nearly fast enough. He could feel Valik's fear and it pissed him off. I will distract them. Use the distraction wisely, Valikmine. Raith beat his wings heavily, gaining more height before tucking his wings close to his body. And then flashed between.
Valik panted heavily, gritting his teeth just running. It was horribly painful and really only a trot. His leg and back ensured that the Bluerider couldn't actually 'run' like a healthy man could. But it was the best he could do. And his Raith was demanding his best. S-She would... want the same... from me as well. He thought to himself, glancing over his shoulder and spotting the dragons off in the distance. R-Raith!
With a sudden blast of icy between to accompany the already chilly dragon, Raith appeared half a dragon's length above Moriath and Asoth, targeting the bigger dragons first. His talons raked into each one, like a feline bounding from one prey to another. And then with a massive sweep of his wings, Raith launched himself at the other dragons, teeth and talon meeting each dragon before he was airborne again with a challenging bellow.
Run, Valikmine.
Raith HP: 60 Attack: 2d4 + 2 Agility: 1d4 + 1 Dodge: 2d4 + 2 (minimum damage dodge: roll 4d4; first 3 = dodge total, last 1d4 = damage reduction)
Special {Escape}: 1d20, roll higher then 8 Special {Surrender}: Unused
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