Nagaram

[Alessia Starfurr]

"with the horsemen backing off, the dragon laid down to let it's rider off.

The rider in some sort of blue almost stone like armor got off it's dragon and looked around the faire grounds.
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[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"That's the point of a knock-out hit. They live through it." Seeing Viola stir, Al looked to the sky to see if he could get a lay of the land. At least figure out which direction to be headed in. "Hmmm... would probably be best to try and get patched up first..."

[Razuel]

Angel's  vibrant multicolored tail jolted as Errol woke up, her tail still hanging out of the cabin, but she just turned around and huddled up, burying her face in her neck floof

[Rayleonarde]

Errol smiled, but his face soon turned to one of concern, as a shady looking group ducked out of the fair. No one seemed to pay them any mind. "We need t'get 'chu outta here, or hide y'good missie. Kairos the Bloodied is due here in a day or so, if not the next few hours."


The thunderous  horde once more began their journey passed Al. A few moments later the group that had been scared off returned. They crept through the bushes, a new light of cruelty and malice in their eyes. One approached Al slowly, an evil grin across his ugly face. "We found those freaks, friend. You wanna join us on t'hunt? Plenny t'go 'round, and I'm sure ol Kairos'll let 'cher keep most yer loot."

[Alessia Starfurr]

As the rider walked about the Fair, the dragon accidentally bumped into Errol's wagon almost knocking it onto it's side, suddenly the dragon vanished a flash of purple energy flying towards the rider and vanishing. The rider hearing a noise and seeing the now shaking wagon, put an armored paw up to  its helmet, facepawing.

[Cifero Windtail]

"That's the point of a knock-out hit. They live through it." Seeing Viola stir, Al looked to the sky to see if he could get a lay of the land. At least figure out which direction to be headed in. "Hmmm... would probably be best to try and get patched up first..."

The odd wolf, having heard the approach of the men, snatched the map and hid in the bushes before they could spot her.

Viola blinked awake and glanced around, a mite surprised that she wasn't dead. Hearing the voices of the other men, she decided to keep the death act up, staying absolutely still while palming her fallen dagger, which was right beside her. These guys sure are persistent, she thought to herself.

Elsewhere, Zanthe, having packed everything she might need, quickly checked on the griffin. "It's time to go, little one," she said, bowing respectfully.

[Razuel]

Angel sensed the urgency in his voice but before she could do anything else the cabin was thrown over by the dragon outside, and unfortunately Angel's hanging tail was stuck between two pieces of wood, making her let out a shrill scream as she hung from the now ceiling of the tipped cabin.    Angel hung by her tail crying out in pain as glowing tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't stop crying, it hurt way too much, so much that she couldn't see through all the tears falling from her eyes, and luckily her tail was holding up much better, not stretching or breaking, but it did hurt greatly.

[Rayleonarde]

Errol threw a ragged cloak to Angel, as he got his stuff around. "Wear that, and I hope you don't mind tight places."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Noticing the wolf making their disappearing act, Al furrowed his brow. Turning over to the men. "No thanks. I'm rather tired after making a hunt of my own. Might pack it in for now." He hoped that they would just pass by, the accent somewhat bothering him now that he's had to listen to it for long enough.

[Rayleonarde]

The hordesman that spoke to Al stepped closer. The hog sighed, and shrugged. "Eh, guess y'ain't all big'n bad like we had y'pegged." He turned, and waved the other hordesmen off as he started walking. "G'on! We gots freaks t'plunder!"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

That comment struck a particular chord with Al, but he truly didn't feel like he could take down the big boar after that last fight, so he shrugged it off. I can kill them all later. What's important now, is that I get to a safe spot and bandage the arm. Think I felt something break... He thought as he glanced over at the bush where the wolf hid.

[Alessia Starfurr]

Angel sensed the urgency in his voice but before she could do anything else the cabin was thrown over by the dragon outside, and unfortunately Angel's hanging tail was stuck between two pieces of wood, making her let out a shrill scream as she hung from the now ceiling of the tipped cabin.    Angel hung by her tail crying out in pain as glowing tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't stop crying, it hurt way too much, so much that she couldn't see through all the tears falling from her eyes, and luckily her tail was holding up much better, not stretching or breaking, but it did hurt greatly.

As if sensing the  celestial dragon's pain, a purple energy began to numb Angel's tail the Dragon Rider walking into the wagon hand's glowing with the purple energy. "Permit me to assist my dragon hit this wagon by mistake." the rider said voice feminine, but soothing an calm.

[Rayleonarde]

Errol peeled himself from the pile of bottles he'd been buried by, and glared at the intruder. "What's with y'tippin' m'wagon, eh?"

[Razuel]

Deep down Angel could feel the pain, but she wasn't crying out anymore, however she had no way of getting down from where she was.   Currently the cabin fell silent, the creaking of Angel swinging back and forth from where she hung by her tail.

[Alessia Starfurr]

"Be quiet , ya drunk! I'll be done in here once I get this dragon lady down." The Dragon rider growled back at Errol focusing her magical energy on Angel prying the wood away that kept her pinned to the ceiling other magic  slowly letting her to the ground, noticing the dragon was without clothes the rider blushed. "Do you need clothes?" She asked purple energy light in her hands slowly dimming in  brightness untill it was gone. "I Apologize my dragon accidentally hit your wagon i can pay for most of the damages." She offered ,reaching to a pouch on her waist.