Raider Assault - Air Division

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Who: Taryn, Arturia, Nero, Lleld, Katina, Kusuha, Temeraire, bird beastmen npcs, British npc riders and a possible appearance from Viridi
What: Pre-battle and during battle fights against firedrakes, their mounts, and their camp. The plan is here.
When: June 15th our time - early morning (pre-battle) and actual battle
Where: Raider Camp in the West
Warnings: All the things that come with action movies; blood, violence, cursing, etc



[The battle itself will be run in two parts after the initial assault, when the two groups separate. The raiders will use hit and run skirmish tactics once they can properly react, moving in wings of three. We'll successfully capture 25 drakes, and the combined air/ground forces take out approximately 100 men and 100 drakes. Remember there's a nasty shrapnel ceiling launched from the ground forces to keep the drakes from flying too high.]

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Pre-Battle

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As the sun crested the horizon of the air assault camp - stationed in a different location from the ground forces - Taryn readied herself for battle. Garou did things differently than beastmen, who did things differently than humans. It was going to be interesting inducting the British forces, the British leader, into her traditions. Battle was a spiritual thing to her as much as it was a physical thing. She was modi, which meant battle was what she was born for.

The werewolf bathed and let her fur dry in the rising sun. Then she took the war paints she rarely used to draw runes of courage, strength, protection and destruction on her fur, including hagalaz on her face, over her right eye. Her mane-like hair was allowed to flow free instead of restrained in a single band and bracers and others bits of armor added to her form.

Picking Mitternacht up, she overlooked the camp, the two dragons - one small, one large - and the other forces as they readied themselves. The beastmen were already preparing a spiritual drink full of nutrition and magic to calm pre-battle jitters and center the mind. The werewolf cut an impressive figure as she hooked the crystalline hammer onto her back and called out.

"Pendragon! Sturmschwert! It is time to seek Fortune's favor! Let us ready for glory and prepare to sate our thirst with the blood of fire."

[Thread battle prep here, Taryn will do a prebattle ritual, but will also have other threads in here.]

Initial Assault

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With the Vanguard crashing into the main body of the camp on the ground and the shrapnel ceiling keeping the drakes from flying too high, the sky was set for their approach.

"Make sure to be well ahead of Termeraire," Taryn said to Lleld as she flew the wolf and the British queen quickly toward them. Carefully, Taryn moved up until she was crouching on the top of the dragon's head. She felt a little bad doing that, but if she wasn't as far forward as she could get, her howl might disrupt Lleld too.

"Arturia, I suggest you shield your ears as best you can..."

And then, drawing in a deep, deep breath, Taryn stirred up her rage, the primal anger her kind had that Gaia instilled in them. She then howled, so loud and powerful that it may as well have been the land itself screaming for battle. A shockwave rushed forth, hitting a great deal of the drakes in the air before them.

With confused cries from both lizard and rider, the sky rained firedrakes, dropping about half of what was before them down to the ground unable to fly. Into the jaws of the beastmen waiting for them.

The howl then cut off, leaving Taryn holding onto Lleld's horn ridges while she panted to catch her breath. Scream of Gaia always took a lot of her energy. She needed a moment to recover before asking Gaia to lend them a hand.

Temeraire and his crew

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[The boarding party does their thing hear. Capture 25 drakes!]

Pendragon Tossing

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[Taking on the leader.]