Ce'lot
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>< Kill them, my children, my brethren. Kill them and let us mourn. >

Ce'lot felt the pain got through his dragon at Queri's command, and when
the dragon relayed it to his rider, Ce'lot understood. <.. nuns ..> Britche
moaned.

<I'm here, Brit. Let's do it.> Then he braced himself for the sadness he
knew was coming.

The off-white dragon roared unhappily but did as he was asked, both by his
queen, and by his rider. It was a slaughter ..There was no way two dragon
could stand up against the Xylian wings. Thankfully it was over quickly.

Ce'lot watched as the ground forces moved in .. and watched a great many of
the Tellari forces give in with out a fight. Britche scoffed, <They have no
honor .. not like those dragons .. they were brave.>

Ce'lot gave his dragon a mental caress, even knowing it wouldn't go very
far in comforting the grieving dragon.

He tried to pay attention to what the ground troops were doing, but it was
difficult. Britche's grief was strong and it was impossible to ignore..

That was until the rogue red moved toward Queri, anger in her eyes. <She
means to kill Queri!>

<Of course ..> Ce'lot groaned, <Stop her Brit!>

***
>Almost too late Innel managed to dodge the breath of a dirty white dragon
>and his rider as they intercepted Innel, a claw raked the thigh of Innel's
>right hind leg. Innel hit the side of the dirty white dragon with her
>powerful tail. The opponents circled round each other. Roaring and hissing
>in a deadly challenge.

>Sherri Studied her opponent, she didn't recognize him but he was young and
>obviously a good rider or else he wouldn't be a wing leader. Good it had
>been a long time since she'd had what she called a challenge. It felt good
>to be in the air once more in combat while her warren escaped to safety.
>Sherri reached for the knife at her side.

>The two dragons were so close together that the other Xylian dragons
>couldn't use their flaming breaths in case of hitting the Alpha
>Wingleader. All eye remained fixed on the fight before them.
***

Britche twisted and dodged to avoid his wings catching with the rogues. He
flamed as a sensitive area of the other dragon belly got in his line of
fire .. but the dragon moved quickly, missing most of the full blast of his
flame.

Britche roared angrily snapping his jaw down on a bright red tail, stopping
Innel in her tracks. She  lost the current of air she'd been riding and
dropped like a rock. Britche unlocked his jaw and let her fall.

The red was able to halt her tumble and she dove back up for the patchy
white's underbelly. Her rider held out her knife as they flew by. Innel
twisted allowing Sherri's blade to run across Britche's hind leg.

The dragon roared in pain and his claws grabbed at the offending human. He
missed her but hooked on her saddle, breaking the buckled and sending her
tumbling off her dragon.

<How are you doing, Britche?> Ce'lot asked, turning to see the bright red
blood streaming down the dragon's leg. She'd gotten a deep cut, nearly
running the length of the dragon's leg.

<I'm all right,> the dragon hissed. <But the rogue is getting away.>

<But her rider ..>

<She caught her .. She .. she's teleporting!>

<Where?>

<I don't know ...>

Ce'lot watched in horror as the red vanished. "Damn!" he cursed. <Where did
she go ..?>

<She got away. I didn't get a picture .. she could be going anywhere ..>

Ce'lot shook his head, <No .. there's only one place a dragon that angry
would go ..>

<.. you don't think ..>

<Yes I do. Home, Brit!>

Britche found the picture forming in his riders mind and sent it to the
rest of the wing only seconds before he teleported from Tellari to the
skies over Xylian Warren.

Sure enough the rogue red was there swooping down and raining fiery breath
on the people running across the floor of the warren. She was fast and
though being chased by the watch dragons, was a good couple of dragon
lengths in front of them.

<Can you cut her off, Brit.>

<I'll try ..> Brit cut across the sky, aiming for the red. <She no longer
has her rider ..>

<Where is she?> Ce'lot asked scanning the warren floor.

<Wreaking havoc, no doubt .. just like her dragon.>

<There she is,> he said pointing to where the woman was attacking anyone
who got close, <I think she's completely mad. Drop me down, then help the
other stop her dragon.>

Brit did as he was asked and settled to let his rider off. Then telling him
to be careful, the dragon launched back into the sky.

"Sherri Tellari!" Ce'lot roared loudly to get the woman's attention.

She turned and smiled evilly at him. "Not you again. Well come here and let
me show you how to really fight."

She circled him jabbing at him with her blade. "You're crazy." Ce'lot said.

"No I'm angry. I was driven from my home.. watched my riders die at the
hands of yours .. Now you'll pay .." She lunged at him, but he was on guard
and dodged in plenty of time.

He continued to dodge from her attacks, watching for his chance to knock
the weapon from her hands. But he couldn't seem to get close. Luckily she
wasn't getting close to him either.

Then she made a mistake .. he saw it and reached in grabbing her wrist,
attempting to remove the dagger from her.

But he recognized his mistake only when he felt the sharp pain in his
belly. He staggered back gripping his front which was quickly becoming
drenched in blood.  He gasped, spitting blood as he fell to the ground,
quickly losing consciousness.

Britche
***

He felt his rider's mind slip away and he turned from his chase of the
rogue to where Ce'lot was blacking out .. bleeding to death.

<NO! NUNS!!!> Britche called zooming toward the woman who'd done this to
his rider. He had her in his sights .. he flamed, but the woman ducked
behind a stone bench. Britche roared angrily as his flame began to sputter
.. running out of fuel.

<.. brit ..> he stopped .. was that Nuns?

He swung around looking at his rider. He could see the tiny form of
Xylian's healer leaning over the bloody body of the Alpha wingleader.

He keened miserably ..

Nineve
***
<<Hope you don't mind me borrowing your npc, Jill.>>

"We've got to stop the bleeding .." Nineve said putting all her body weight
on the man. She could see the color draining from his already pale face,
and it worried her. That along with the placement of the wound. She wasn't
all that confident she could do much ..

She motioned to the staffer who carried the soft white bandages, "Put them
here and hold it firmly."

He nodded and moved to take her place as he began to check his vital signs,
which were getting very weak ..

She looked up in surprise at a flash of ice blue that settled at the
Wingleaders feet and began to hum ..

"What is that dragon doing here.. Get her out of the way!"

But moving a dragon .. even one as small as Chai'lynn wasn't easy. And
Chai'lynn would not be moved. She concentrated and hummed softly ..

Nineve watched in shock as  color started to come back to Ce'lot's face,
and his breathing evened out.

"Nineve .." the voice of her junior healer brought her attention to where
he sat perched over the patient, "The bleeding .. it's stopped."

She nodded, every eyes trailing to where the ice blue dragon lay .. her
color looked faded .. dull. And she'd stopped her humming. Ce'lot's dragon
had stopped keening and settled down wrapping his body around that of the
tiny blue.

Nineve shook herself gently, "Let's .. get him to the med center .." Even
as they brought the carrier over, she threw another look back at Chai'lynn
..

Britche
***

<You did it .. My rider is stronger ..> he hugged the little dragon.

<He still feels sick .. but .. I'm so tired ..>

<It's all right. He won't die .. and it's all because of you ..>

Regards,
Ce'lot and Britche
***
NRPG: James I hope this works for you :)

Re Sherri: I think she probably slips away when Brit isn't looking :)

Re: Ce'lot: He is still hurt pretty bad, but he won't die! Yeah :) Where's
Bel?? :)

Kris



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