When the thrashing hsd started D'lin had done the smart thing and throwing his arms up to protect himself from any wayward strikes had backed off until the thrashing had stopped. Lowering his arm's he watched the Snake for several moments, even went over and gave it a good kick just to make sure. It was most certainly dead, wrapping an arm across his middle in an attempt to stop the bleeding which was still oozing down his side he looked up from the snakes carcass when someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Been better." He told N'mol with a nod and a smile "...But I've been worse too, Kleos took quite a hit there at the end." He agreed as they moved towards the Crimsonrider and the handler that was looking after her. "That other handler..Siata? She got it pretty bad too, has she got out yet?" Ceta was wounded as well..but D'lin knew she was already out of the cave and -he hoped - gone to seek medical attention. Knowing her she was probably out there leaning against the wall stubbornly but with the snake dead and no word from Plexith about Halith freaking out he could only assume that meant she wasn't in mortal danger.
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 2:15 pm
[Siata & siask, tag anyone]
She went limp when the tunnelsnake stormed and lunched away, managed to raise an arm and wipe at her mouth. Blood continued to trickle from her nose, possibly broken, but her attention focused in more on her leg and the sharp knowledge of something being broken.
So entranced by her own issues that Siata almost didn't realize her wher rushed in after the gold and her handler went to the crimsonrider. Let them fret over the tiny human! He kept out of the way of other humans, issuing warning growls if any ventured too close, but they died when he came face to face with his handdler.
"Hey pretty boy." She winced, pain lancing her chest as well. Siata patted at his leg and the big lug collapsed next to her. Another pat and he whined, nosed at her (thankfully unbroken) collarbone. Edging closer in a much too canine fashion, he raised his ugly head and whistled, a slightly high pitched noise designed to maybe draw attention.
Sort of.
He hated people.
"I know, sweetie." Siata shifted, winced again, and stilled on the ground. " 'M fine."
Tyeth Group C ((Tag Cepheith, Suunath, Calanoth and other dragons))
Tyeth tensed as he felt N'mol's sudden pain and lifted his head to peer off in the general direction he knew his rider was in.
N'mol?
It's dead. We're returning now. The even quality of N'mol's reassurance soothed Tyeth's brief tension and his eyes ceased their concerned whirling.
The tunnelsnake has been killed, Tyeth announced to the dragons in the area, primarily meaning the message for the Golds and Bronzes, but meant also as a comfort to those who had been wondering what was going on elsewhere. The hunting party is returning here with their injured, of which there are several severely wounded.
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[F'itz & Brumath - Tag Ceta/the group]
Just as the crush around the cave dissipated he saw the snake start to thrash around, clearly dying. He couldn't see Ceta in there anywhere though, was she further back? Hurt?
F'itz looked around. She was standing right next to him. "Ceta!" He shook himself and reached out to touch her elbow. "Come over here, sit a second, I've brought bandages so we can bind the worst of your wounds before we move you." Looking around he added; "Anyone else injured, get them over here if they can be moved!" His tones were loud enough to be heard by all, and were definitely framed as an instruction.
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[Carltis - Tag Siata]
Well. That was that then. Breathing hard Carltis wiped his bloody knife clean on his britches and moved over to where Siata was slumped alongside her wher. "Need a hand there?" he asked, wincing in sympathy as he looked her over. "You've taken more of a beating in ten minutes than you did the whole shaffing revolution." She was awake and alert though, which was definitely a good thing.
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[Kleos - Herp derp / tag Freia]
Her head struck the stony floor of the cavern, and the world abruptly became very hard to focus on. She felt the pain. Fangs sank deep into her left shoulder and arm. Claws tore open her chest and side. She was trapped again and... body pressing down on her face. She tried move but her body didn't seem to be responding to her. Her blurred vision started to fade out, and she felt Moriath's panicked cry in her mind. She tried to reassure her but even reaching out along their bond was difficult.
A fresh bolt of pain shot through her then, it felt as though the snake was thrashing around....
It thrashed off her, and Kleos gasped in a ragged breath. Breathing hurt. Everything hurt for that matter... but she couldn't hear the snake snarling and roaring anymore. Was it dead?
Somebody was above her.
She blinked, tried to focus-
Gasped as she was moved. Moving was good though, moving meant she was alive, as did pain for that matter. With her right arm around Freia's shoulders, her left hanging limp by her side, Kleos managed to get to her feet. "Thank you," she managed indistinctly, leaning most of her weight on the wherhandler and swaying slightly and looking around with rather unfocused eyes.
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[Berath - Tag Rochelle / Ralae]
As the beast finally went still Berath's tensed muscles relaxed, but her eyes remained a worried shade of yellow. Spotting Rochelle with an injured girl she gave a soft croon of reassurance and padded over. she asked of Rochelle. The girl she was holding up did not look well at all.
The tables had been swamped with volunteers. Not even the prospect of hiding under them seemed remote enough. Yet going near the edge of the party wasn't an option either as they had all been given strict instructions to stay close while the parties were out. Tanya had heard rumors circulating as she pushed through the throng of people that someone had been found lurking in the woods and that a tunnelsnake had been tracked down. Tanya wanted nothing to do with those things and so she simply walked and walked and walked until she found herself near a curiously clear patch of the party. It was near the edges, admittedly, but by then Tanya wanted to sit so badly that she simply sank to the ground, close to the furthest edge of the crowd, but well back from the dragons.
She sat alone for a long time, staring out into the night and trying to shake off her fear, before a voice interrupted her. She thought she heard a whisper, but it was only the lifted voice that drew her attention. Her wide eyes gazed blankly at the shadowed rider for a moment. Finally, her brain processed that it was M'lan who was speaking to her, and she put on a smile for him as she tried to assess his mood through his facial expressions. What she saw was not happy in the slightest, and she wasn't surprised.
"Brownrider, yes, I'm fine. I just needed to take a break for a moment. Are you all right?" She reached out a hand to him, inviting him to take her hand or at least join her.
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 3:02 pm
[Siata/Siask - tag Carltis]
Both handler and wher eyed Carltis curiously when he walked to them. Siask snarled just once and moved back.
"Ribs," she said, voice wrecked. But she reached out anyway, grasped his hand. With his and Siasks help (back straight, wher behind for support), she managed to get onto her one good leg. Her breathing did not get better. "Broken leg. And shaffit - nngh. Nose."
Siata winced and felt her eyes water from the pain. She tucked her chin in, head shaking. "If you tell anyone, I'll deny it." It hurt to talk. Why was she talking
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[Rochelle - tag Berath and Ralae]
She panted from where she stood, turning to look at the bother girl. "...you okay?" She asked, knowing the answer. Rochelle put her hands on her shoulders, eyebrows furrowed, and hollered, "OI. HEALER NEEDED" before she tried to steer her to the exit.
"...Berath? I'm fine." Shaken, but fine. Terrified, but fine.
Moriath bared her fangs and launched into the air after the blue, but just as she prepared to slash him with her talons he vanished. Bellowing her frustration she twisted around to look for him, and was just in time to see him strike at a green. What Sunnath had to say on the matter she didn't much care; she would prefer to capture herself - killing him could destroy the rider's mind for one - but if she had to kill the blue to defend her comrades then she would.
the crimson snarled, wheeling around as swiftly as her bulk allowed she powered after him and lashed out with her claws at his hindquarters as soon as she was in range.
Just as she struck him, pain struck her.
Giving a horrified shriek the crimson flailed in the air for a moment as though she had hit an invisible wall. <Mine!> Kleos was hurt, badly! Instinct screamed that she should go to her bondmate but she knew that her beloved was in a space she couldn't fit into. She couldn't help, couldn't do anything there... but she could do something here. She could not fail in her task; the traitors had to be brought to justice!
[Moriath HP: 44/50]
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 4:01 pm
Cetalese - Being Seen to by F'itz Group A
It wasn't until F'itz touched her elbow that Cetalese tore her eyes away from the final revenge of the tunnelsnake. She focused on F'itz and gave him a weak smile.
"Hi." She reached out and took a firm grip on his shoulder to help herself move away from the wall. "Halith said you were coming."
She used him for a support beam far more than she should have as she moved to sit where he indicated. The sitting part was difficult and she eased herself down with great care and great pain. "I'm glad you thought to bring bandages. I'm not the only one hurt and we're going to need them. Any news from the other groups that went out? What's going on at the party?"
N'mol - Talking to Kleos Group A
N'mol hadn't forgotten about the crushed wherhandler, but when he looked about he saw that her wher had found her. "She's out. I'll go give her a hand as soon as I make sure that Kleos doesn't have head trauma from that snake smashing her so many times."
When he and D'lin reached Kleos N'mol nodded to Freia. "Thank you, Wherhandler. Kleos, are you going to be all right?" Obviously she wasn't all right at the moment, but he knew how defensive she could get when her strength was questioned. N'mol was worried for her as an ally and a fellow Wingleader, but he didn't want her to assume that he was doing it because she was a woman. Kleos and D'lin had already dealt with that in their first Wingleader meeting. "I want to check in with the other two crushing victims before we go, but you were the closest."
He didn't know why he felt the need to explain himself to her and that bothered him. It was a thought he would have to consider another time.
Ralae/Zabreth Group A-Frantic Over Ralae (we got a freaked out dragon people)
Ralae stood still with her eyes open in Rochelle's arms. Some very faint part of her could hear the girl asking questions and trying to get a response. And she could even faintly feel her beloved still linked with her. But blood, terror, stress, panic... ---------- Ralae? RALAE! MINE?!? The green was still scraping at the cave sides and butting against the crevice. Why doesn't my rider answer me? The green paced back and forth, shoving past others and angrily hissing. Her tail whipped back and forth, snapping through the air dangerously.
Help my rider. She is not in her mind but I can still feel her. What has happened to my Ralae. She crooned and butted against the walls again. Hopefully someone would be wise and bring the green her rider. The emptiness that she felt was just barely tempered with the fact that she knew her rider to be alive. Without that, Zabreth would have already been gone.
((note: Ralae has gone into a state of shock. If anyone wants to take her along with the wounded, I am okay with that.))
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 4:24 pm
Freia/Freiask Tag Kleos, N'mol
With Kleos up, Freia noticed that she needed a Healer fast. "Freiask saw you better than I could. We will get you out, maybe on her back if need be." It was a bit gruff, but she wasn't use to keeping a woman standing on her feet. Shifting a little to adjust to the added weight, she returned the nod from N'mol. "If there are others that need help exiting the cave, we can put them on Freiask's back. As long as I stay with her, nothing should happen." Everyone knows how finicky whers can be and just looking at Siask explained a lot.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 5:15 pm
[Berath - Tag Zabreth/Roche]
As Zabreth started to panic Berath gave another reassuring croon and moved over to the smaller green. she said in firm but gentle tones as information started to feed into her mind from HerHealer.
Poor little thing; she wasn't surprised she was so shaken.
she went on, addressing the girl herself but still including Zabreth. Maybe if she had been able to this wouldn't have happened.
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[Carltis - Tag Siata]
"Right," Carltis nodded, pretending to feel confident or some crap. "Just... keep your weight on me. When we're outside do you think we could get you onto Siask? That might be easier on you than walking." Where would they head? Back to the gathering? Given all the injured people that had been diverted there there might be a bit of a dearth of healers in the infirmary right now. On the other hand surely they wouldn't all abandon their posts, and going there would guarantee professional treatment rather than 'help' from a well meaning layman who ended up setting your leg backwards.
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 5:22 pm
[Kleos - Tag Freia / N'mol]
Kleos blinked at N'mol. "What? Oh. I assume so. Carry on then." Thinking and articulating was rather difficult. Her torso and shoulder felt wet; blood. It didn't feel like a gush or a spurt though so probably she wouldn't die of it any time soon.
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[F'itz - Tag Ceta]
"People are treating the wounded from the fires for the most part," F'itz replied as he bound Ceta's wounds as best he could. "If there's news from the others it hasn't been shared with me. The Golds didn't look especially happy though so I assume something's going on, I just have no idea what...."
Tying a knot in the bandage F'itz looked up at Ceta and smiled very slightly.
"I'm glad to see you upright and talking. I was worried."
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[Rochelle, tag Ralae and Berath]
Right. Not moving. Rochelle hissed in frustration, reminded herself that this little thing would not go and slap her or anything silly like that. Good things. Yes. Totally good things. She wrapped her arm around Ralae's shoulders and led her out towards the exit, the dragons.
"My name's Rochelle, kid," she said as they walked, trying to keep her hands from shaking too much. "I'm a glass crafter. We're going to get you to-- uh, Berath says the infirmary, so we're going to get you there, and she's with yours and it'll be okay. Okay? It'll be alright and you'll be fine. Shards-- Berath? Tell Bereck I'll be heading her to the infirmary. I think she needs more than bandages."
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[Siata/Siask - Tag Carltis]
"Thank you for reminding me why I like big dudes," Siata leaned against him, trying not to whimper when she had to use some sort of pressure on her leg. She swore rather enthusiastically under her breath, fingers tightening on him. "Yeah, yeah, Siask, sweetheart, get over here."
He wedged himself up close, walking slowly with the two. He would walk! And carry. She would not be small and broken, shardit.
"He'll take me there," she agreed, eyes drooping. "You gonna come with or keep hangin' out with the little girlfriend. ... shaff, my head feels huge and broken and it hurts to sharding talk."
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 11:22 pm
Narisa and Cepheith [Tag Plex, Suunath/Kindra, Moriath, Pipith Group C]
I am relieved. Cepheith sent a wave of warm feelings towards her Bronze counterpart. Please let him know that we appreciate all he - and you - have done this night. She added on behalf of herself and her rider.
Thankfully, Plexith was spared some of the Gold's wrath as it was spread among all dragons within the area, combined with Suunath's. Her tail had created a fine dent in the ground, talons buried deep into the earth with her desire to sink her teeth into that unforgivable traitor!He will pay for all that he has done! Cepheith snarled and snapped at those dragons unfortunate enough to get too close - though Suunath was spared as their anger was shared.
CEPHEITH! Somewhere amid her rage, Narisa managed to break through and firmly fight her dragons will. She was growing exhausted, but the fear of having anything happen to her dragon? And knowing what the consequences could be if she allowed Cepheith to go? Calm yourself, NOW. You can't leave. You OR Suunath! Shaffit, Ceph. Suunath will lay a clutch soon! Narisa argued desperately, hands shaking and the coppery scent of blood starting to make her feel nauseous.
He must pay! She snarled back, feet lifting and wings rolling as if she was preparing to take off.
NO! I-I mean... yes. He must. But let the others handle it. You are needed here. I need you here.
It was more the fear she could feel in her rider that settled the matter. Though Cepheith was not happy. SUUNATH! She hissed, getting to her feet and putting a foot down on the other Gold's tail (not that it would really keep her Gold sister from flying if she wanted). We... can't. Cepheith hissed in frustration. And concern. And your eggs...
"K-Kindra!" Narisa turned gratefully to her friend, meeting her eyes before looking towards their dragons. "Why can't we just have a night where nothing happens?" She whispered, trying to compose herself and not wipe more blood on her dress.
For her part, Cepheith did not disagree or try to compromise Suunath's will. She wanted that Blue to pay for what he'd done as much as the other did. However she did add for Moriath alone, Sister, do what you feel is the best course of action to take with that Blue.
Eyes still crimson, Cepheith snorted and rumbled low as Tyeth reported in to them. Good. We will be expecting the wounded. Crisp and lacking warmth. She'd apologize later... if she remembered.
More wounded? Shards and shells! Narisa bit her lip, looking around what had been a festive place to celebrate. "More wounded incoming. Clear space and be prepared. Any spare hands would be hugely appreciated." She told those around them, meeting Kindra's eyes grimly. And speaking of friends, Hey... Ceph? Can you check on Set'al?
Gladly. She still rumbled, but having something else to do distracted her slightly. Pipith. Are you and yours alright? Mine is concerned.
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Raith [Action: Attacking Devith]
Piercing crimson eyes met the oncoming Silver's. What was this? A weyrling was coming after him? Raith dug his talons into the ground, using them to assist the sharp turn he made. Suddenly, he wasn't running away from Devith... but charging at him, meeting the young weyrling head on. Foolish baby! He snarled, crouching low to slam his head into the Silver one's side. He hissed at the wounds Devith left on his flank... followed shortly by the ones along his back as that blasted Crimson got him.
R-Raith! My gem-
Don't even think about it, you idiot human! Keep moving. To the deeper jungle. Raith ordered.
And the Brown was back. The Blue snarled in rage at having all of them right there. Enough of this! With a low crouch and a massive leap, the shadow dragon went between - dangerous and risky being so low to the ground - only to appear farther up in the sky. His wings had to work harder to keep one step ahead of the other dragons, but with the amount of ichor dripping down his hide, it was clear the Blue was slowing down.
P-Please, Raith? D-Don't... p-pu...push yourself too f-far!
I will do what I must. Was the cold response. Not even their Queen's will keep me from doing my duty.
Raith 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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