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2644: Deerlegs

Dawn came far too quickly for either pachy’s liking, artificial sunlight slowly colouring the inside of the dome once again. It was close to a real sunrise, yet… still wrong. The ambient temperature had grown cooler in the night, the early hours saw the wall and ceiling panels brightly lit and coloured with the pre-dawn colours which transitioned into vibrant pinks and oranges which would later shift to a pure sky blue, yet it felt ...

The armour pieces and components rattled in their makeshift bundle as Embargo and Deerlegs raced away from the treasury. If the green flecks of light and few blue-tinted glowing quills along Embargo’s spine weren’t a dead giveaway of their retreat, the sounds of the armour pieces clanking together would be. Deerlegs glanced over her shoulder, Embargo still following just behind her, to see Mischief standing in the...

“We give you shelter, we give you food, we give you protection - and this is how you repay us?” Talos lowed. “Thievery?” His silhouette was sharp and jagged in the doorway, false moonlight glinting off his helm and almost seeming to make his pale feathers glow. Short bone spikes on the wrap around his tail made the slow swing of his hammer especially threatening....

“Where are we going?” If Deerlegs weren’t so exhausted, her voice would be filled with annoyance. As it was, her tone was as still as flat as her disheveled feather crests, which plainly displayed both her fatigue and her irritation at their situation. She helped Embargo along, nudging him and guiding him when he stumbled and lost his footing. If they were in Highcliff, he would have been told to stay in a cave ...

True to his word, Lockjaw stayed with the pachys until Embargo started to recover. Whatever plants he’d mashed and smeared onto the holes in Embargo’s hide, they were working. His breathing became a little easier, his eyes started to refocus, he was starting to have feeling in his limbs again. When he started to stir - when Lockjaw was sure that he hadn’t accidentally kill...

The next step was down in the mines, much to Kaiwi's chagrin. He was permitted a night in his cell to rest before the same two guards woke him up abruptly for another day of labour. "Am I nearly out yet?" he asked acerbicly. Guerilla sighed, clearly tired of the raptor. "Soon, couple more tasks left," he grunted.  "You'll let me...

This location in the jungle was strange, for sure. Deerlegs hummed as she approached the steel walls. They had long been built by man, and soon after reclaimed by the underwater jungle they had seen fit to make. The dotted pachycephalosaurus noted the two Euoplocephalus standing guard at the gate, but felt no stress- they had already gotten past several on their quest.   Embargo stood back and to the side, pur...

“You didn’t have to come.” Deerlegs’ feather crests were unusually flattened, framing her dome in a sleek and rather annoyed look. Embargo followed behind the taller female, stoically quiet as usual, as she wandered across the scrublands. He couldn’t really say that she was taking a direct route to their goal, because neithe...