Scene #1833: Blackwing Egg Hunt

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Rynn	The Great Mountains within the Multiverse are rugged mountains with running rivers, high peeks, and about all types of rock country found here. Towns find home here, along with even some cities. Yet what everyone seeks today is out in the wilderness of these large chain of rocky country, out in the wilderness and deep in the heart of it all. The red headed woman was standing outside of the warp gate with a sword on her hip, dagger at her thigh, bow on her back and a quiver. The armor she wore was mix of studded leather and plate, with the plate armor more on her left side then right and with things like shin guards to protect her legs. Those green eyes watched the portal as much has they were watching the sky. There was no sign of her companion however....
Kyra Hyral	"Heeeey!" It doesn't take long for Kyra to find this place so Rynn will probably find her the first to arrive. She's quite clearly excited for today's egg hunt and definitely prepared. Apart from her backpack, the visible gear that can be seen on her include a massive grenade-launcher like device strapped to her back and a hunting rifle in her hands. The front of her hoodie-sweatshirt is parted to reveal the reams of small flasks and darts held beneath by belts and bandoliers. The smallest hint of other firearms can be seen on her via a shoulder holster though it's hard to see what it belongs to. "Hi Rynn! Is Arokh already in there..?" she gestures at the warp gate to what Kyra assumes is Rynn's world. "I'm all ready to go myself."
Ryu	A five foot white dragon steps out of the warp gate, moving at a seemingly leisurely pace. Strapped over one of his shoulders is a satchel full of hunting supplies of some description. He comes to a halt near Rynn, looking at her with his bright golden eyes with a idle curiosity. After that, he looked around, getting familiar with the terrain they would be travelling through once they start moving. "Hey," Ryu greets Rynn, his voice easily recognized, though somehow deeper and distinctly supernatural. It sounds like crystals trying to match a deep human voice. He didn't even move his mouth to speak to her, either, giving the impression he made the sound with the rumbling in his throat. "I can cover the squishier members of the group," he offers to Rynn, "Let me know if you have a better idea." Kyra gets a more pleasant "Hey there" though overall the white dragon seems aloof about everyone.
Ysuran	A man with black hair and a gaunt appearance to him makes his appearance. His ears are also pointed, and poke just slightly out of his hair. He's clad in a mix of leather armor and darkened chainmail armor, and carries a large black tome in one hand and a black, bat-winged staff in the other. He turns in Rynn's and Kyra's direction, but when he catches sight of the white dragon he pauses, blue eyes going wide with surprise. A white dragon? No, the hide is too pearlescent. A silver, then? Far too small. Before he realizes it, he's been staring far too long to not be awkward! He clears his throat and heads in the direction of where everyone is. "Greetings," he offers to the group at large, bowing politely. "I am Ysuran." And then to Ryu, he bows his head and says, "...And, my apologies. I was... surprised for a moment." Aside from that, he remains quiet, to hear instructions and introductions from the others, if any are offered.
Inga Freyjasdottir	Speaking of the squishier members of the group, Inga soon arrives. A minor miracle that she was able to find her way. She was likely given explicit directions. The wisewoman is dressed as she usually is--that is to say in a dress. You'll never find Inga in a pair of pants. If you do, it is obviously some kind of evil twin or robot spy or...something. The woman leans on her staff as she approaches, bowing her head to those gathered. "Greetings," she says, her eyes lingering on Ryu. Gulp. That's a dragon alright, if not a terribly huge one... Inga straigtens. The only weapon she seems to carry is a knife at her waist. It isn't terribly intimidating looking. Doesn't need to be. There's also a couple pouches at her belt, what appears to be a group of finger bones and a few raven's skulls, an iron hammer pendant around her neck, and silver brooches holding closed the storm-blue wool of her fur trimmed cloak. A white braid hangs over her shoulder, tightly plaited. Taking in her surroundings a moment, her breath catches. "Beautiful..." she breathes. She does so love the wild places of the world.
Blurr	So thus far we've got an armored girl with a bow and arrow--normal for around this place for sure, a girl with a hunting rifle, flasks, and a grenade launcher in a hoodie sweatshirt--okay, the flasks are maybe a little bit weird but still not that out of place, and a dragon. A talking dragon. Well all right, still organic though. Blurr, on the other hand, is -terribly- out of place. This isn't exactly the type of terrain he's built to handle. Since the warpgates are a -bit- of a tight fit for him, he opts to orbital bounce down from a ship in geosynchronous orbit. Except this time it happens to deposit him on a tree that is not all that great at holding up his weight. With a loud CRACK, the trunk snaps into two pieces, sending the top half of it along with Blurr tumbling to the ground. Thankfully, it doesn't fall on the group, though perhaps it does come close.
Lyria Mason	Kyra was not alone in her extraversal adventures, nay Lyria was here hot on her heels. She was up for the hunt from the look of her. She does also have what looks like a harpoon launcher across her back with several spare harpoons. as well she's also got her goggles down, serious business mode it seems is the natuer of the day.
Rynn	Rynn gives a nod to Kyra and a soft smile, "Hail to you as well, Kyra. You look quite ready to go out and get some eggs!" Though she muses as Kyra thinks the Warpgate is leading to Surdana, which is about the time Ryu walks through it. "No sadly, Arokh is..." She motions with her hand above her, "Flying about right now, double checking to see if the Blackwings are roosting or if they are out hunting." The red head then motions to the warpgate, "And as you saw, more for you to all get to me quickly." Rynn shakes her head gently, "Sadly Drakan was not as fortunate as so many worlds that have unified here. It was scattered across the Multiverse and that is why that Primer is so important you see." When Ysuran joins them, Rynn nods her head to the elf, "A pleasure to you as well sir." Those green eyes glance him over, before looking over to Ryu, "If you want to act as a shield for those on the ground, be my guest. Arokh will be covering us from the skies once he returns or well, catches up." Rynn then gives a smile to Inga as she arrives and comments gently at the surrounds, "Isn't it? You should see it from the skies. Absolutely breathtaking up there." Then that is when Blurr enters and with the tree snap and suddenly large mechanical giant going face first, Rynn snaps around with a quick step of her bow and three arrows suddenly in her hand. She hasn't drawn the bow string fully taut, but she was giving Blurr that look. "You really shouldn't do that..." Rynn says with bared teeth for a moment, before she relaxes and puts away the three arrows, then her bow. "I could have shot you in the damn eye and these are not the type of arrow tips you /want/ to be hit by." Explosive arrows anyone? Only those who a good eye may have noticed that the arrows she was holding had a slight glimmer over the metal arrowheads, as if they were magically enchanted, and in truth, they were. Rynn huffs a bang out of her face, before she turns to look at everyone. "Now then, Blackwings are dangerous, feral dragons. They can still give Arokh and I a run for our own hides, this may not sound like a big deal, but believe me... it is." The woman then crosses her arms over her chest. "As you may have read by the Primer and if I may have missed covering it, but any feral dragon was once an Elder breed. They have become so corrupted and so tainted, that they no longer have the ability to think intelligently anymore. At least, not like we do." "So before we get started, any questions?" Just as she asks this, a shadow flies overhead with large wings and a roar that glances the sky. Her green eyes then glance up and above them circling around them is a red scaled dragon, "Ah. There you are Arokh. Took you long enough." "Everyone," Her hand motions up at the circling dragon, who shortly lands up on a cliff side and just looks down at everyone with his fiery gold draconic eyes. "Meet Arokh, our scaly hide guardian."
Ryu	Ryu only looks at Ysuran passively when the reaction is noticed. He doesn't seem affected by it, beyond blinking slowly at the apparent magic user. The greeting is met with a nod. He only puffs a little sigh from his nose at the apology, sparing the bare minimum of effort by brushing it off with a wave of one of his clawed hands. He doesn't seem bothered at all. Inga's nervous behavior, on the other hand, spurs on a different reaction: "My priority is keeping your skin attached to your body," he points out, as a reminder. "You should be more worried about the Blackwings." Rynn's reminder of the Blackwings, upon mentioning it, makes Ryu's eyes momentarily close. If anything does affect him, it's learning of dragons that have fallen from grace. When his eyes open again, his gaze is downcast for a while, saddened by the thought of having to fight corrupted dragons. He only looks up again when Arokh arrives, watching with the same detached curiosity. "Nice to meet you," he finally says, "I'm Ryan Bateson. Call me Ryu, for short."
Kyra Hyral	"Hi Ryan!" Kyra grins as the dragon-formed young man appears...through the warp gate she thought they were going to go through. Whoops. "I'm glad you could make it. This should be great." Ysuran gets a polite wave-she recognizes him from that one mission against all those supervillains. And of course, she remembers Inga too. But then another familiar face shows up. "/You/." Kyra points right at Blurr as he falls from a tree to join them. "You're here too, Blurr? Are you sure you aren't stalking me?" She settles down to listen to Rynn, a frown on her face. "So it's basically integrated in bits? I've heard that some worlds did that. Interesting...and kind of a shame." She claps her hands together, "No, no questio-" the shadow passes overhead and she looks up, her hands reaching for her hunting rifle, only to relax when the it's revealed that it's Arokh. "Hi! I'm Kyra, of course, and I'm ready to go!"
Inga Freyjasdottir	Inga nods, eyes widening very slightly, thinking of have a...well, a dragon's eye view of the landscape. Maybe, someday, she'll no longer fear such things, but it will take a while to overcome natural self-preservation instincts she wagers. An eyebrow rises as Blurr crashes in. Shes sighs softly, but smiles in greeting. "Blurr, I trust you are well?" she asks, then glances toward Rynn, smile growing. "Daresay there isn't any kind of arrow I /want/ to be hit by," she comments. Inga falls quiet then, listening. So, they are dealing with creatures gone feral. Still extremely dangerous, naturally! Inga looks back to Ryu, laughing softly. "Don't worry about me too much in that regard--I shall attempt to keep you all from too much harm, or at least patch you up again afterwards," she remarks. Since there are some she does not know and introductions are taking place, Inga speaks up briefly. "I am Inga Freyjasdottir," she says before her eyes are drawn toward the sky. "Oh..." she says, mouth neatly forming the letter she uttered. After a moment, she raises her hand to wave. "Ah...we spoke on the radio. Suppose we shall get to meet in person," she comments with a smile. Questions. Does she have any questions? Likely dozens, but none she thinks are of immediate concern at the moment.
Ysuran	The mention of Rynn's world being scattered gets a blink from Ysuran as he looks back in her direction. "So one is liable to stumble across pieces of your world in many places around the Multiverse?" he inquires. A thoughtful 'hmm'. Yes, he sees the need for the primer now. Ysuran turns quickly at the noise that Blurr's appearance creates. "Do be careful," he cautions. Though it's anyone's guess if he means careful of others or careful for himself. He also gives a look to the arrows that Rynn uses. But he doesn't say anything about them. He listens to Rynn begin to explain the Blackwings, until the shadow above disturbs him. Quickly he looks up, thinking that perhaps one had found THEM instead of the other way around. What he sees doesn't put him at ease at all, though! The last Red Wyrm he'd met had been... less than polite. However, when Rynn greets Arokh warmly he relaxes, and bows politely to the red dragon. "Greetings, noble Wyrm." Ysuran isn't quite sure how one greets dragons from Rynn's world. But those from Faerûn? Evil, good, or neutral, disrespect at your own risk. And there's never such a thing as too much respect, right? Ysuran returns Kyra's wave with a nod of his head. Yes, he remembers her as well. Though her reaction to Blurr gets a quirked brow. "...Curious." He doesn't elaborate, though. Inga's statement of not getting hit by arrows gets a snort of a chuckle, and her introduction gets a nod. "A pleasure to meet you."
Blurr	Blurr is dumped unceremoniously into a heap of branches, leaves, twigs, dirt, and insects. A few tree-dwelling rodents even scamper fearfully away from the pile as he sighs and gets to his feet, struggling to get all the foliage out of his gears. "Ugh." He looks kind of ridiculous. Like he tried to dress up like a tree or something. The Autobot glances apologetically at the group, though he doesn't look too concerned when Rynn nearly shoots him. He doesn't realize her arrowheads are explosive, though he does get a bit defensive when she scolds him. "Hey, it wasn't -my- fault! Sometimes the jump mechanism's targeting algorithm gets scrambled by interference in the atmosphere. Plus, trees don't exactly make things any smoother, either." he argues, flicking another twig out of his shoulder. And then, Kyra. AGAIN? The former racer does a bit of a double take, and nearly knocks down yet another tree. "-You- again? No I'm not -stalking- you, I was beginning to think -you're- the one stalking -me-!" Though given his position and skillset, a third-party observer would probably be more inclined to think he was the one stalking. Then he smirks a little bit. "Come on now, Kyra. It's okay if you really just find me attractive." Because it's the truth, mech. "You can admit it, no one will think you've lost your bolts or anything." He turns back to Rynn when she asks if there are any questions. "Uh, yeah, so why are you after these eggs again? And is it okay if I uh, sampled one? For the nerdbots back at base, you know."
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason is ready at this point she looks to Rynn. "Where do you need me?" she takes a note about the Feral Dragons and nods a little bit, they have no minds it's like hunting monsters or wild game she gets that. So she thinks a moment as sh checks her harpoon launcher and then falls in with Kyra. "So Blurr hh near name I take it your fast enough to use that name?" She looks to Rynn again nodding a bit. Also Inga gets a look over as does Ryu and Ysuran.
Rynn	The Dragon on the ridge seems to take everyone here in. Those draconic eyes almost seem to glow with fire light as he looks at everyone, though his eyes fall on Ryu the longest, before he looks over to Rynn. His tail moving side to side idly as he talks, his voice deep and rumbling, "The Blackwings are out hunting, though for how long I do not know. Not all of them have left though, so once we get closer in I will try to distract them away from their nest." He then looks back to the group before he raises up his head a bit, shifting his weight, "Good luck to all of you and keep your wits about you." Arokh then looks over to Ysuran as he calls him 'noble wyrm'. This causes the dragon to chuckle, as he lowers his head with what almost seems like a smile on the angular face of his with rows of teeth jutting out, "Noble? Now there is someone with some manners." The gaze turns to Rynn, "Perhaps you can learn something from the mage, Rynn." The red head woman peers back at Arokh and then scuffs at him. "Like your ego needs to be any larger." Arokh's gaze then moves over to Inga and rumbles a polite nod to her, "Indeed we have spoken, Oracle. May your wisdom be to use for all here on this journey." Rynn looks over to Ysuran, "And yes... when Drakan was brought here, the Desert Lords made sure that we have a struggle to locate any of the sleeping Elder Breeds. For when they shattered Drakan, they also shattered the realm which held all of the waiting Elders." The young woman looks away, her brows furrowing with a bit of sorrow in her eyes, before she looks back to the elf, "But that is a story for another time." Her attention then goes to Blurr, "Oh, I am no need for these eggs. Kyra wanted to go hunting for some for her own studies, Ysuran there for his own reason." The woman then shrugs her shoulders. "All of you can do what you want with the eggs, be your own experiments or sell them to the alchemist back in Surdana." Rynn then looks over to Lyria, "Probably work with Ryu and Blurr to keep the weaker folks safe or be a second pair of eyes." Rynn apparently is /not/ the best leader type or she is just overly casual about this kind of thing. She then starts to walk away from the group and starts to make her way down, "Alright people, lets get a move on before the entire Blackwing flock comes back." As the red head starts to move, Arokh seems to stay back, watching them all leave. The dragon lets out a heavy sigh, "...hopefully the Dark Union will not get any bright ideas..." he says to himself with concern in his voice, before pushing off and taking to the skies. The Terrain is rough and rugged, easy to slide if your not careful where you step. Some places do level out, others become very narrow. At times trees jut out from the ledges as roots hang down from above, water falls cascade down across the way, covering the area with gentle sprays of mist. For someone like Blurr due to his sheer size many of the areas may force him to find alternate routes either higher up or further below, but thanks to the size, he can also do a little wall hanging in order to keep up.
Kyra Hyral	"Eh, we're just a bunch of visitors. What would the Dark Union want with us?" Kyra shrugs nonchalantly, giving Blurr one last look. "Sorry buddy, you're cool and all but I'm already in a relationship. Plus I think our systems are incompatable!" Saucily, she sticks a tongue out at Blurr. Being a small-sized PUNY HUMAN, Kyra's able to keep up with Rynn though she does have a little bit of trouble with the terrain here and there. It seems she's finally acclimated to having the weight of the CURE-ALL on her back. Those that would inspect the weapon closely enough would notice that it's exceptionally heavy due to the gold and platinum that was apparently part of its construction.
Inga Freyjasdottir	Inga observes Blurr and Kyra, eyebrows climbing in curiousity. If she didn't know better she'd think--well, she'd think what Blurr just joked. As an aside, Inga looks to Kyra and says, "I will," in regard to Blurr's comments about 'losing her bolts'. She can gather the meaning from context. The witch is smiling in amusement. Looking back to Arokh, Inga bows politely to him, smiling. "I hope that I can be of assistance," she agrees. "I shall try not to get in the way," she adds wryly, looking toward Ryu with a questioning brow. She's not so sure how to, er...mount. He did offer to carry her, otherwise she'd certainly slow them down.
Ysuran	Ysuran ducks his head to emit a quiet snort of laughter at Blurr's words to Kyra. But he is wise enough not to actually speak up about it. None of his business, after all~. Arokh's mention of his respect to him gets a sheepish look, and a chuckle. He does explain, "The dragons of my world are very proud and any are likely to attack one for disrespecting them. The definition of 'disrespect' tends to vary between dragons, however." Rynn's statement of the fate of her world gets a frown. "I see. Perhaps later I could ask you more of these Desert Lords?" Rynn is right; now really isn't the time. Ysuran is a seasoned adventurer, but he does still have trouble with the terrain. Thankfully the staff can be used to steady himself, and his tome can be hung around his shoulders from a strap that also keeps the book closed.
Inga Freyjasdottir	Inga also nods to Ysuran. "A pleasure to meet you as well," she says, giving him a quick look over. A fellow practioner? Interesting! Inga always enjoys discussing magic.
Ryu	Ryu seems silent and patient, not really contributing much to the exchange but a moment of distant confusion at the humor exchanged between Kyra and Blurr. He doesn't quite seem to get that they're joking around with each other, by the noise he makes when he decides to just ignore the whole exchange. Inga may find that Ryu decides how he's going to carry her. Not overly pushy about it, he'd just step up next to her, try to wrap an arm around her waist, and lift her up off her feet. Then he'd just start walking, as simply as if she were made of plastic. If she fusses at all, he'd simply let her walk without saying a word about it one way or another. He's not a great talker, apparently. "If I get one of those eggs, I'm going to bring it back to the Izzet and see if they can study a way to fix the damage done to these dragon breeds," he points out to Rynn, "Intelligence is a sad thing to lose. Failing that, they know how to better use alchemical ingredients than I do."
Blurr	Blurr is extremely awkward on this terrain. Well compared to the humans, that is. He gets branches and twigs caught in his frame every couple of steps, tramples underbrush, walks into trees, vines, shrubs, or other foliage that happens to be in his way. And yes, there are certain areas he just can't quite fit into, without blowing it to microns first. The reaction to his comments about Kyra finding him attractive earn a puzzled look. Really, he doesn't think of it that way, because well, Cybertronians don't reproduce in the same way humans and other organics do. "Incompatible? So what you can't be in more than one relationship at once?" Perhaps he doesn't realize they're thinking of a -different- sort of relationship than he is. More of the 'conjunx endura' type and less of the 'amica endurae' type. He arches an optic ridge at Inga's comment. "Um, excuse me?" There's a pause as he pulls irritably at another branch that has become caught in a gear socket. Did she just imply that he -didn't- look amazing?
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason says "Right." She will keep her weapons ready but the harpoon launcher goes back over her back and she nods she moves to fall in with Ryu and Blurr. Her drones have been left at home why they would likely spoil a hunting trip really when it got down to it. She looks at Blurr for a moment and facepalms a little bit inside. However she makes ready.
Rynn	While Arokh may not answer Kyra cause he is far up in the air above them all, Rynn however is and she glances over to the teenager, "The Dark Union, or the New Dark Union is concern if they do show up. I doubt it, but they are dangerous." "They work for the Desert Lords and many human members were once riders for the Order of The Flame brought back from the dead." Rynn furrows her brows at this. "Others have joined for the desire of power and riches. Dark souls, each and every one of them... twisted by the Desert Lords and the Elder dragons forced to bind their souls to these corrupted hearts." Rynn hops down and will aid any who needs to get down as well before she continues on. "If I ever see one of those riders, I'll be glad to pierce my arrow through their black heart for what they did to the great souls of the Elders." She looks over to Ryu who seems to have taken Inga under his protective care, by simply carrying her. The red head has nothing to say to why the humanoid dragon wishes to do, beyond her eyes look away. "Do as you wish with it, Ryu." Though she did not show him the pain in her eyes over a solid truth she was deeply aware of. Rynn then looks over to Blurr as he yanks out a twig from his armor. "I think you look very dashing, Blurr. The bits of leaves really add to your color." There was a playful grin on her face as she decides to add to the teasing and vocal play going about the members. The next part has them climbing up, its pretty steep, but once they reach the top its nests ahoy! Massive nests of twigs and shrubs hanging on the cliffs edges all over a few have eggs in them of gray speckle in color and are large enough to tuck under ones own arm! A few Blackwings are indeed here, they have black inky scales with raven like feathered wings. Scythe blades along their arms and spikes on their knees. Their lower jaw is larger then their upper and red beady eyes that glow as they screech up into the air. Rynn then turns to look back at the group, "Alright... Once Arokh swoops in to get their attention that is when we move in. This should be quick snatch, grab, and get back here." She then looks back out toward the nesting ground. "So I really do hope all of you are ready." While Blurr trumps around and has to probably take a touch lower ground, there is a sick crunch under his step, then another crunch as well, almost like someone shattering glass or stone. This causes Rynn to wince a bit on the inside as she suddenly goes to look over at their large mechanical friend and what he has stepped into. It seems the Cybertronian has stepped into a nest just slightly under the group and crushed the eggs. "..Oh no..." Those Blackwings who were just chilling suddenly look over as the sound echoes, their wings rise up and they let out a screech. Suddenly they swoop down from there nests and go to dive,before taking right up into the skies, several more come out from the cave holes near by and join the group. They start to circle around, screeching and carrying on. Rynn quickly readies her bow and three of her arrows, "Everyone!" She looks to the group, "Find a safe position now!" It wasn't long after she says this that few of those Blackwings make a strafing pass and blast out some kind of green fire at them. Green fire which bolts right for where they are and explodes as it impacts the rocks right above them!
Inga Freyjasdottir	Inga lets out a small squeek of surprise as she's quite casually lifted up without a word and subsequently carried like small child lugging around her dolly. It is not the most dignified way to be carried--at least for her. She'd had a vision of riding upon the dragon's back, looking mighty and majestic. Alas. Inga glowers, but puts up with this treatment for the sake of convenience. Inga looks to Blurr, shaking her head. "I was joking...mostly. I can't see how you would--well--being made of metal and Kyra being made of flesh and--" its fairly clear that her imagination is working now and what she's imagining is painful. Best to abandon those thoughts. Ryu will find that his luggage speaks. "That is admirable. Indeed, perhaps something can be done," she agrees. "...and thank you for your assistance," she adds. Their destination is reached. Inga signals to be set down her feet. "I'll provide wards to help protect you from harm! I'll be prepared to heal any injured," she says, then draws her knife. She extends her arm and neatly slices the inside open, pooling crimson blood flicked outward toward her companions one by one, trying to get everyone before they get out of range of her. A shimmering barrier spell would come up around those she reaches, protecting them from some of the incoming damage they're sure to receive. There's the fire breath, of course.
Kyra Hyral	"Well...for now, no, actually. We've agreed to not do the whole polyamory thing." Kyra says mysteriously before, "Er! Unless you mean, like, friendship and stuff, right? Do you mean friendship...?" She's not sure how relationships with Transformers work! A more substantial explanation of the Dark Union is mad, which Kyra listens with some interest. "Undead, huh. Well I have -ways- of dealing with undead." Kyra sounds especially confident about that. Climbing...is slow going for Kyra, actually, since she's never hard to climb with so much weight before. She struggles, but joins the others as they scale the cliffs to the area housing the nests and eggs. She spies the live Blackwings and shudders just a little at how wrong they felt. Wiggling, she sets herself up so when the distraction is made, she can dart in and grab an egg. But then Blurr crushes a nest by accident, which immediately gets EVERYTHING's attention. "Sshhhh..." Kyra suddenly scrambles, taking cover not in a cave but next to one of the nests. Surely the dragons would not torch their own nests, right?
Ryu	Ryu doesn't seem to notice Inga's unhappiness, or actively ignores it in favor of the convenience this has for him. At least... he doesn't seem to notice at first. A glance at her expression along the way... "Sorry," he says, simply enough. Once they've reached the nest, and he hears a smashing of eggs, Ryan just lets out a great big sigh of frustration in Blurr's direction. His mouth cracked open as if he was hissing at the Cybertronian ... well. He /is/ hissing. He's not happy with that mistake. But now he's got Blackwings to worry about. Inga is set down, and he goes about finding an appropriate spot to stand where he can intercept anything thrown at the others. He worries the most about Ysuran and Inga, making sure to stick near them, or somewhere between the both of them, so he can properly keep track of if either of them are coming under threat of something. Like green fire. He breathes in a big gulp of air that expands his chest in an almost frog-like manner, the ivory-white skin beneath the scales glowing brightly like he's made of solid energy beneath his scales. When he exhales, it's with a loud dragon roar, accompanied by a billowing wave of white fire meant to try to snuff out the green fire. With any luck, his distinctly Holy fire will cancel out the green fire. If not? He can smother it by sheer magical force.
Ysuran	The banter betwee Kyra and Blurr is amusing, but it's Ryu's statement that gets his interest. "'Fix' it? I assumed they had merely gone wild," he comments quietly. This mention of riders having been brought back from the dead gets his interest! But he will ask about this later as well. For a couple of reasons. Not the least of which is an idea... But then there's a series of loud crunching sounds, and then Blackwings are away, into the sky. And SHOOTING FIRE AT THEM! Rynn doesn't need to warn him, Ysuran is already finding a place to take cover, both from falling rocks and from green fire. Quickly taking mental stock of his capabilities, he realizes he's at a disadvantage. Most of his abilities, oddly, are touch-based. However, he knows of something that will hopefully be useful. He begins to chant in a low, hissing voice. Mages in the area? This magic he's using is extremely dark, and comes from something that might be termed 'evil'. Yet what he does with this dark magic is to conjure up a small, semi opaque shield shape to orbit around himself and any who might be near enough to benefit.
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason has fallen into formatiuon with Blurr at this point. She can't help but laugh a little bit at Rynn's joke about the leaves. She now keeps moving she sees the black wings and gets ready to move. They got to get the rggs, right? Wait things are going bad and her pistols come out now, she's already powering them up as she's making ready. She knows the barrier might not hold after all and she needs to work on such things. For now the name of the game is not get set on fire.
Blurr	Inga's explanation just confuses Blurr even further. She's just being even -more- vague! "Right, I know that so--" Yeah, he's just as confused as Kyra is now. "Polyamory? What?! -No-! That was so -not- what I -meant-!" Where do humans get all these -weird- ideas, anyway? "I just said that no one would think you were crazy for saying I'm attractive because I totally -am-, I mean I was -designed- to be exactly that, I mean I guess unless you're In--" CRUNCH. Whoops, the speedster had been so distracted with his own rambling that he hadn't noticed he was stepping -right- into one of those nests. He looks down. "Oh. Hey guys, there's a nest down here!" he calls out to the rest of the group as they're trying to scale the cliffs--some struggling. The Autobot crouches to pick up a few of the eggs that managed to not get stepped on yet to stash them in subspace. And then green fire. Oh, slag! That pissed off the dragons, didn't it?! Oops! He throws up an arm to shield himself from the fire or any falling rocks.
Rynn	The two flames impact one another and explode in the air with bright brilliance of green and white. Inga's quick thinking of the field protects the group around her shield from the falling rocks and Kyra goes unnoticed by the Blackwings who seem content to keep screeching and circling like a flock of angry ravens. Kyra will notice that the nest she choose has two Blackwing eggs right there for the taking. Will she take them or will she leave them alone? As Ysuran casts his unholy magic of a barrier, a Blackwing just about then swoops in and its claws scrape against the shield before it goes right back up in the air. Rynn during all this has quickly moved herself around a bolder and fires off three arrows in rapid succession, before reaching for three more. The three arrows fly true and explode on impact with a few Blackwings causing them to break up formation a bit and sail over head. The woman grits her teeth before yelling loudly, "Arokh! Where the hell are you!?" One of the black wings swoops down and makes a running pass directly for Blurr, blasting down a green fire bolt right for the Cybertronian warrior and another one comes down and does the same right for Lyria, only its fire is intercepted as Arokh comes in and impacts a bolder right in its direct path, causing rock shards to scatter about everywhere, because after all it was either that or an explosive fire bolt. The red dragon stays down low, before pulling up tight, his red wings beating once hard to quickly push himself up into the air before he intercepts a Blackwing coming down, colliding directly with it. He wraps his claws around the Blackwing and spins his body with his wings in tight. Then at the last moment lets go, so that the blackwing goes crashing hard into the ground. "Get what you come for!" Arokh roars out at the group as he goes up to see about trying to get more attention off the group and onto himself. Rynn watches all this, before looking at everyone, "You heard Arokh! Get what eggs you can and lets move before things get any more worse!" The red head then looks to Inga and Ysuran, "Both of you, good thinking. See if you can keep those shields up." Rynn then looks to Ryu and Lyria, "Ryu, help Kyra get those eggs for everyone. Lyria with me, lets give Arokh some ground support." Rynn then looks to Blurr, "Blurr either help us attack or help Ryu and Kyra. Your call."
Kyra Hyral	Kyra's almost thankful at the distraction from their conversat on relationships with Transformers. Kyra is relieved. Tricky. At the start of the encounter meant that Kyra would be dodging and ducking with a pair of Blackwing eggs as she runs, one under each arm, which made pulling out a weapon (hers specially!). Ysuran's support finally makes her choose and she grabs for both eggs, trying to hold one each beneath an arm. With this delicate burden, she rushes to rejoin the others, eager to pass them off to someone else so she can gather more. Ryan is offered them first. "We need to grab at least three more." she tells him. "Here, hold these...uh, somehow. I'll get the others."
Ryu	As the fire impacts and flashes in the air, Ryu doesn't spare any time waiting on the effects of it. He smacks away a falling piece of debris or two, or tries to before it gets largely repelled by the barrier placed around him by Inga. He puffs a sigh of relief, and is already preparing to move to help Kyra by making sure she's not going to get mauled. He sniffs around and searches with keen eyes to help gather up eggs, but halts when Kyra hands two off to him. He accepts them and stuffs them away carefully in his satchel, tucking them in the sleeping bag that he brought with him, having expected this trip to be much longer than it's actually turning out to be. He begins helping to search for more eggs after this, but he must take extra care not to crush any of them, slowing him down considerably. He's just not used to his draconic strength yet, so it makes him hesitate a lot.
Ysuran	Ysuran winces as the Blackwing's claws rake across his shield. He emits a curse in his language at the beast that translates to something regarding its parentage and trolls. He's just about to reach up try to freeze one of the Blackwings when... There! Arokh's taken one out. Is it dead? Ysuran waits a moment to find out. If it seems to be, he begins to chant once more, reaching out his hand in a clawed fashion towards where the seemingly dead Blackwing has fallen. He's trying to raise the thing from the dead under his control, so it will help Arokh with its brethren. Fortunately the orbiting shields appear to be staying up, though once might be able to see them beginning to turn more translucent.
Blurr	Blurr's armor gets singed by green fire in several places, since there's so many obstables about and thus not a lot of room for him to get out of the way without potentially stepping on his own teammates. Yeah, he can move fast, but it gets difficult trying to dodge something that is so much smaller than you. "Ugh...did everyone get as many eggs as they want?" He asks, his body suddenly folding up on itself as he flips downward into his vehicle form--not exactly very conducive to the locale, but if he can get to the road quickly, it makes for a fast getaway. All of his doors open to reveal a two-seater interior and a rather small cargo compartment or trunk in the back. "Here, just dump them into me--I can get us out of here fast."
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason is spared becoming bbq for a dragon, this is good news. Very good news for her really and now she fines her self backing up a bit thankfully she's still in shape to do something as Rynn calls her to come along. She's got a few little tricks to help with things. She pulls a small grenade like thing and throws it towards the most pressing drake, the greade will go off letting lose the weaponized song of one of most annoying boy bands from her world. What's more amusing is Souji's family company has nothing to do with this band!
Rynn	The eggs are not overly heavy, but Ryan may realize if he examines one well enough that the outside structure is pretty darn sturdy, so he may not have to much to worry about in injuring the eggs. As they both go off to find more eggs near by, the next nearest present themselves on being on the same level and one up a bit higher. Both the upper and nest on the same level have at least one egg each. It be their choice to go after those one eggs are move onto the next grouping of nests further from the group. As Ysuran reaches out with his dark magic, the Blackwing's fallen body twitches and spasms a bit before it rises up in a jerky like fashion, its bones snapping back into place. Soon under the command of its Necromancy master it goes to rise back into the skies and goes after one of its own. The undead Blackwing screeches as it tackles one of its own, their scythe claws locking, before they both go crashing down into the ground, though the undead lets go, before its sails right back up and blasts it green fire at several others. Arokh meanwhile, barrel rolls through a few before swooping down and starting to get chased by about five of them. The red dragon pulls up in front of Rynn, Lyria, and even Blurr, he turns himself around in flight and blasts out a fireball at one of the Blackwings, but misses as it goes sailing down and exploding against the water below, causing steam to rise up from the water. One of the Blackwings gets in tight on Arokh and its scythe claw slashes across Arokh's scaled neck. The red dragon screeches in pain, before blasting fire right in the Blackwing's face causing it to back off. It be up to the others though to nail the Blackwings coming in hot after Arokh's tracks! Which Rynn would have taken down at least one of the four, but when Arokh gets hit the woman suddenly hisses in pain and her hand goes up for her neck, almost to the same location that Arokh was hit at. She instead trains her eye on the Blackwing that Arokh is blasting his own fire on and trains all three arrows on it, firing one after another in quick succession. The three arrows explode and another Blackwing is claimed. When Lyria throws out her sonic grenade at the Blackwings inbound, the sheer sonic device causes them to screech and pull back upward into the higher part of the skies away from the sonic weapon. However three fireballs come racing down for Lyria, Rynn, Inga, and Ysuran. Be the commotion at this location or perhaps someone using dark magic, a portal can be seen opening up with sickly green fire as several bore-like tusk men step out with armored bodies and great axes in their hands. They stand around ten feet in height and with them are much more standing human sized mutated like pig-like men. One of the smaller ones points at the group, "There! There! Trouble!" The tusk humanoid looks in that direction and roars out toward them. "You don't belong here! The Blackwing eggs belong to us!"
Kyra Hyral	Having seen Blurr now cursh some of the eggs, Kyra isn't sure how much pressure they can take. Sure, this is one of th emany things she'll study later if she makes it out of this with her own egg. Kyra hears the pre-adolescent tones of a certain singer from her world and she groans. "Lyria, that's awful, you can't use a weapon like that, it's a crime against nature!" More friendly ribbing, eh. But the friendliness disappears when strange-looking humanoid creatures show up to stop them. She doesn't answer them or say anything further, running to the next nest to pillage it of eggs, trusting that Ryan or someone else can hold these guys at bay if needed.
Ysuran	Good, there's now one of the Blackwings fighting on their side. For how long Ysuran doesn't know-- until the Blackwings figure out their brother (or sister, who knows?) is no longer on their side and dogpile it. Or dragonpile, in this case. But even then, donig that will distract the things, hopefully long enough for the party to get some damage in. And suddenly FIREBALLS! Lyria's little bomb produces a wince from Ysuran and distracts him enough that he doesn't quite get out of the way in time. However, he does bring his staff up to block the fireball. It explodes on the staff, and he yelps in surprise, the sound quickly dissolving into a coughing fit. The appearance of the boar-men does little to help things. Ysuran needs to catch his breath. So he tries to direct the undead Blackwing to attack the boar-men, if it hasn't already been dispatched by its brethren. The black, semi-opaque shields begin to shrink and disappear about then. But Ysuran's in no shape to recast the spell... not yet, at least. He needs a few more moments.
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason is keeping on the move so she doesn't end up getting blasted, set on fire or made into a snack for the moment. Howver she's not sure about her grenade as now it's got her all of the argo, oh dear. She doesn't seem to be too happy with this she shifts her wegitn and attempts to throw up a wall of the groun it self to act as a barrier or some sort. "Hey! It's not like I weaponized mog step into a gun!" Thankfully the sonic weapon doesn't /last/ that long.
Blurr	Blurr sits there impatiently, continuing to get singed by green fire, but people apparently still wanted to get more eggs. And then these large mutated people who look like humans but are pretty big for humans appear. Large for humans, yeah, but...they still don't have much on -him-. He transforms again, towering over them. "Oh yeah, who says? This your property? There weren't any 'no trespessing' or 'private property' signs." he argues, though he readies his own weapons. Hopefully they will be intimidated by his sheer size and run off.
Rynn	Kyra goes for one of the eggs and as she picks it up one of the Wartoks yells at her, "That is not your egg!" The group starts running toward her, that is until a Blackwing under someone's control attacks the group. The small Grull are the one to fall from the undead blackwing's attack, while the Wartoks scramble to higher ground, one of them unleashing some arrows in Kyra's and Ryu's direction! Some Blackwings have also at this point followed the undead down and attack it quickly. The undead and the living dragons slash at one another before crashing into one of the nests, dumping whatever eggs it had into the river below... That is when Blurr decides to step in and tower over the Wartoks. They turn there attention to the large transformer and they look at one another, then back at him. There is some conversation between them, before one of them points his stubby finger at him. "You do not scare us Wartoks! We face dragons! We face monsters! We serve Desert Lords!" One of them pounds there chest, "We will crush all who stand in the way of---" Then those Blackwings come in and they suddenly get knock right off the cliff into the water with some of the fallen eggs. Arokh pulls up tightly and swoops back around, passing by Kyra and Ryu, "You two! Enough! We need to leave, the New Dark Union knows we are here!" The dragon roars out even as he circles back around, to blast some flames at a few more Blackwings. Rynn winces a little, before she looks at the rest of the group, "Lets move! Head down for the river and follow it! It will take us to a safe point and from there we can hike our way back to the Warpgate!" She readies up a few more arrows and fires off a few more shots to give everyone a chance to get a move on. Looks like Egg Hunting time was over far as the duo was concerned.
Kyra Hyral	Noticed, Kyra retorts back with a semi-lame "That's not your egg either!" at the Wartok. When they start running AT her, Kyra moves away from the nest with her egg, tucking it under an arm as she retreats back to Ryu's side. She seems more than a little surprised when an arrow sinks into her arm, giving out a yelp of pain. "Time to go time to go!" Kyra agrees and climbs onto Ryu's back out of her own volition, clinging hard to him with her one hand. She leaves the arrow where it is for now, despite the pain and despite the blood leaking out from around the wound.
Ysuran	Ysuran doesn't need to be told twice. Once Arokh sounds the call for retreat he nods. He's still having some trouble breathing thanks to that fireball, his gauntlets are burnt pretty badly, and the front of his armor is scorched too. The undead Blackwing is far too busy to make it back to aid their escape. So he instead direct it to bite at the neck of one of the Blackwings that has attacked it, and then Ysuran releases the control of the creature. This should return the creature to a dead state. And with any luck, the dead Blackwing's jaws should still be locked onto its brethren's neck. Then Ysuran turns and hightails it!
Ryu	The yelp from Kyra is Ryu's cue to try and get the hell out of there. Making sure that the eggs are secure, he turns as if to grab Kyra-- and grunts when she climbs onto his back, an act that he gives no apparent complaint to. Not impeded by her weight at all, thanks to being a Dragon, he turns and begins to flee back toward the warp gate at a decent clip. He doesn't worry about the others quite so much-- though he does pause to snatch Inga up and carry /her/ back through the wilderness as well. He takes big jumps and moves much faster than any living creature has any right to do through the wilds like that, creating a distinct 'whoooosh' of air behind him back toward the nearest warpgate.
Lyria Mason	Lyria Mason looks for a moment as everything settles down she now she lowers her weapon as she hears it's time to go she moves to follow the group and make for the gate. It seems the trip. She slips along anf seems pretty chipper. "That was fun can we do it again!?"
Rynn	Everyone starts to run for the heals and another Blackwing is claimed by the undead by the orders of its master, even as he pulls the plug of control over it. Rynn however is making sure everyone gets out of here before letting a sharp whistle to her partner. Arokh roars and then flips over, before twirling his body around in a swoop heading right for the lower area. Rynn makes a run for it and then leaps off the edge, landing perfectly on Arokh's backside. Then rising up to her feet, the woman readies up three more arrows, before firing them off to blast back any Blackwings that think about chasing after them all. Rynn quickly turns herself back around and gets down low on Arokh's backside, she hears Lyria ask if they can do that again as Arokh flies over the group. The red head grins at this and calls down to Lyria, "If you think this is fun! You should meet the Trogs!" Blurr may get chased by a few Blackwings, but they wont go after him for long. He is bigger then they are and like any wild beast, it knows when it would be out matched. Thankfully the feral dragons don't give a long chase and it seems everyone is free to return back to the Warp Gate with the eggs they obtained.
Blurr	Blurr would have loved to show those oversized fleshbags why they -should- be afraid of him, but they've already gotten what they've come for, so he decides against it. "Guess you're not too smart. Oh well, another time, maybe I can show you why -should- be afraid of me!" With that, he turns and transforms again, zipping off to a more open area where he can hit his orbital jump recall and get a cleaner teleport back up to the ship from whence he came. The dragons...well, they might -try- to chase him, but this time he simply plows over all the trees and shrubs, knocking them over like matchsticks and creating a very wide path through the forest. They may be able to fly, but can they fly faster than the speed of sound itself? Well anyway if anyone needs come this way again, it'll be a lot easier for a while!