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[Axel Sterix]

Wind whipped and roared. A steady drumming of the air sang to the skies. Axel shouted from his perch atop Seraphim. She was flying him high in the clouds, and he stood on her back with his arms outstretched.

A smirk appeared on his lips before he just lightly jumped upward. It was little more than a hop. No incredible feet. Inches upward, if that. But physics kicked in. Seraphim wouldn't notice as she soon flew straight out from under him.

Dropping down, still as a statue as he kept his arms outstretched and legs straight and firm. Closing his eyes, he gave the appearance of someone dozing on a mattress.

Sera, don't eat me. Finally letting her know he wasn't on her back anymore, he felt her become incredibly irritated as she trumpeted a roar that shook the heavens. She immediately whirred around to face him. She dropped her wings flat to her body and darted like an arrow toward him.

She had already gone a few hundred feet, and he had dropped a few dozen meters at most. It was really just to mess with his Familiar. When she caught him in her arms, she bared teeth in a snarl, Little One, I will bite your legs off. At the knees. What will you do then!?

He laughed a deep bellowing thing. While his mental direction led her to landing near a city he had yet to figure, he patted her lovingly. Once able to stand he pet her scaly nose as she brought her snout to his space and bumped his chest.

"It's fine, don't worry. Id just roll off." Axel murmured as he pet her. She chuffed in her throat, an odd gravely sound that was her equivalent of a laugh.

Glancing around he sought to figure where they had landed, and any danger. Most of the nation had never seen a Dragon Rider, nor the massive 20 meter tip to tip beast.

Kara Orin

 

[Ledhros Caur]

Axel Sterix

Twenty Silver Key mercenaries with heavy shields and sodden clothes closed in on the dragon. The area had decent cover - large rocks and such - and they made use of it. Ledhros hunkered down behind a boulder and picked a javelin.

Wet leather armor, shields covered in wet hides, javelins, arrows: not the most specialized gear for hunting a dragon. But the client had paid half up front, so...

Ledhros stood up and threw. Others opened fire as well from various angles. The mercs had spread well apart so any single counterattack couldn't take out a group of them.

He'd heard that the client might also have hired Thane Jackdaw, which would be immensely helpful.

 

[Axel Sterix]

Axel wasn't the type to guide Sera somewhere stupid, nor was it her idea to ever land where she could readily be trapped. So they both had obviously seen the rocks and cover - having landed in a clearing a distance between each point. She had meters between her and every spot nearby, even with her extreme tail.

So when arrows and other projectiles were lobbed their way, Axel chuckled as his familiar simply gave several swift half beats of her powerful wings. The energy released conjured hurrince like gusts, knocking more than half to the side and slowing even the best shots to still not land with much conviction.

Neither of these beings were here to attack, instead coming to be attacked apparently.

"Ignorant folk it would seem. They don't even know your flames could turn those stones they use as protection into cooking stones." Axel commented, before raising his voice to shout so as to be heard, "You have attacked a Drigon and her Rider. Step forward with explanation."

Little one, why try? Let us just be gone. Sephira said plucking the young man onto her back with her foreclaws. He simply laughed. This whole ordeal could be easily handled, between the two of them. However, she was in an aggressive mood despite being controlled by her Riders own opinions. These people wouldn't likely leave alive.

He would frown on so much death.

Ledhros Caur

 

[Ledhros Caur]

Axel Sterix

Ledhros crouched behind the boulder as torrential wind worked against the archers. Apart from the wind, all he could hear was the dragon's rider laughing at them, shouting a command, laughing again. The gale spun an arrow through a mercenary's throat and dropped him where he stood.

"Alright, boys," Ledhros called, "let's perforate this fella."

Some of the javelins and arrows had struck home, though not solidly. Dragons had quite a bit in the way of scales, all the better to keep their fires inside.

"Spikes up!"

The drakespikes were just heavy javelins, mostly. Each javelin's point was the tooth of a big frost drake that they'd killed in the Spine. The teeth still had magic of a sort, sufficient to freeze and shatter holes in armor - maybe even in dragon scale.

The spikes flew, thrown hard, converging on the dragon from all directions.