I like big dragons and I cannot lie

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Alistair, Anders, Anduin, Hanzo, Inessa, Merrill, Nathaniel, Val
WHAT: Racing the Venatori to a Great Dragon
WHEN: End of the month
WHERE: Northern Anderfels
NOTES: Violence, nothing else atm.

The trip is made fairly straightforward enough with griffons, staying high and flying during the night to avoid being spotted and making camp during the day once the grey light of dawn shows them somewhere far away from nearby villages.

They make it to the jungles of the northwest without seemingly causing alarm, but it's hard to know for sure.

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[lil_lion]

The force of the blast knocked Anduin off his feet. He was burning, then, he wasn't, and before he could recover his feet there was a blue light. Anduin turns and fixes his eyes on one of the men behind them, on the one staring back to him, his hands still wreathed in flame.

Shalamayne still clipped to his side, Anduin extends a hand towards the mage. Light, golden, unbearably bright flares in his outstretched hand. There is not a moment's hesitation as Anduin pours his determination, the justness of what he does into it. The light arcs in a scintillating beam, a burning no arcane power can dispel. Anduin doesn't stop to see what remains of the mage as the light fades.

He steps around to guard Alistair's back, keeping a wary eye on the dragon without making eye contact- that would be bad, right? He draws his father's sword.

[justice_is_blond]

There's pain for a short moment, fire searing his skin. and then he's reacting in a second, healing the damage and keeping his head clear as best he can. Anders gives Nate a shake of his head as he lands his griffon; he's not really going to be any use in the air trying to fight and heal, and the Venatori may be the biggest threat. ...In a manner of speaking. He urges Bugsy up, away from the combat, in what may not have been the smartest move ever/

He casts haste on Hanzo, Alistair, and Anduin, the other three on the ground, as the Venatori close in.

One of the Venatori is already bringing up another fireball, taking his time to make it larger. He flings it forward at the group in the air. The second has his hands glowing a purple-black when a beam of light strikes him fully in the chest and he stumbles back, shouting in pain and fear.

The third eyes them all before his eyes narrow and he sends a bolt of ice past the party to strike the dragon. It's clearly not enough to do significant damage, but it is enough to get her roaring in more anger and blowing ice again. The ice is generally aimed toward the Venatori, but it's fairly clear that the dragon isn't being entirely picky about most of the small figures darting around when it's her getting hurt.

[chainlightning]

Up in the air, Merrill feels closer to the elements. Ghostface shrieks a battlecry beneath her and she can't help but grin. She raises her staff and lightning comes down from the sky, striking at the Venatori's position. If there's anyone hidden, hopefully she'll be able to flush them out. If not... well, hopefully they'll be able to get the Venatori out of the way before they completely antagonize the dragon.

[circleprodigy]

Seeing the fireball streaking toward them, Inessa manages to renew her Barrier spell in time...though just barely, and the flames curling around them make her shudder even so. Potato squawks; unsinged, but outraged nonetheless. Promising her griffon that revenge is to come, she follows up Merrill's attack with one of her own.

Once Potato is in position, Inessa taps into her power as a rift mage and directs it at the mage who was antagonizing the dragon. Recreating her fist from the essence of the Fade, she brings it down upon him without mercy. If the rest are close enough to smash into the ground as well, so be it.