cut me open and let all the ink run from these veins, until my words bleed dry, and only blank pages remain
There was no catching the birds, no predicting which one would dive next, not with the flock constantly swirling around them. Rance did his best, but the situation was outside his experience entirely. It was blatantly obvious he'd never thought of using his raven form as a weapon. Which, really, was the entire reason he'd come when he saw the notice. Caido was nothing like the forest he'd grown up in and he needed the fucking adapt.
The dismissal of their attackers and the break were equally welcome. Rance landed near where the drinks had been placed and shook out his feathers. Rather than changing back into a human, he bent his head around and began preening back the feathers their attackers had ruffled out of place. The song birds in the mix had done more damage to him than the raptors. Song birds. He might have been a little embarrassed by his performance (or lack there of) if Deimos hadn't shown some approval of their attempt.
The next task was a game he was at least familiar with. What group of village children hadn't played some variation of capture the flag? He turned his attention to Aisha, head crooked, feeling a lot less annoyed now that they'd been through the same disaster. I can fly a hell of a lot faster than they can run, and I'm pretty fuckin' maneuverable in the air, but I got no idea what magic they might try on us. He looked toward their temporary opponents, then at the red flag. I can dive for the flag if you play defense. Or distraction, you're a hell of a lot scarier than I am. No shame in acknowledging the more dangerous predator.
Rance suggests he go for the red flag from above while Aisha defends/distracts. If Aisha agrees to at least the first part, he'll fly up and attempt to avoid both mages while snatching the flag.
The dismissal of their attackers and the break were equally welcome. Rance landed near where the drinks had been placed and shook out his feathers. Rather than changing back into a human, he bent his head around and began preening back the feathers their attackers had ruffled out of place. The song birds in the mix had done more damage to him than the raptors. Song birds. He might have been a little embarrassed by his performance (or lack there of) if Deimos hadn't shown some approval of their attempt.
The next task was a game he was at least familiar with. What group of village children hadn't played some variation of capture the flag? He turned his attention to Aisha, head crooked, feeling a lot less annoyed now that they'd been through the same disaster. I can fly a hell of a lot faster than they can run, and I'm pretty fuckin' maneuverable in the air, but I got no idea what magic they might try on us. He looked toward their temporary opponents, then at the red flag. I can dive for the flag if you play defense. Or distraction, you're a hell of a lot scarier than I am. No shame in acknowledging the more dangerous predator.
Rance suggests he go for the red flag from above while Aisha defends/distracts. If Aisha agrees to at least the first part, he'll fly up and attempt to avoid both mages while snatching the flag.
RANCE
