Eternal
Year 60
“Well, looks like we’ve lost the Tornado.” Warrick says as the pair of you see through in the near distance a multi-colored dragon unleash a gout of flame from its mouth, which engulfs the airship. Already heavily damaged the flying fortress can’t take anymore and begins to explode. Minor ones at first, then one large one. Flaming pieces of the machine fall from the sky.
“It’s all right. It’s all right. The Storm II is still there and hopefully it’ll kill that damn thing or at least wound it enough for us to do so. Either way that flying lizard dies today. This war will be all but won with its death. It’s the last one and I’m glad it’s finally decided to come to us this time, because I’m sick of chasing it all over this damn continent. I want to get the invasion of Dokkrus underway properly and I can’t very well do that if I’m stuck in this damn jungle continent.” You say preparing for the large group of Iznac approaching Fort Canopy.
“Hrm. Certainly is a lot of them. Better get on with this.” Warrick says and orders the cannons to fire upon the multitude, which puts a dent in their numbers, but doesn’t stop their advancing.
You look over the battlements and see several Iznacs climbing the walls of the fort like an army of ants. They aren’t even using ladders, they’re just scaling the fort with their bare hands. It’s actually rather impressive, until you unleash a chain of lightning to zap all of them. The shock is enough to at least cause most of them to fall off if not outright kill them immediately.
“Slaughter the four armed spider eyed bastards! Make them realize that their domination of this continent has passed! This is the time of the Empire!” you shout to the Eternals defending the fort.
Your people are doing their best though they can’t stop every Iznac from scaling the fort. Soon the gunfire is replaced by sounds of close combat weaponry. No matter how far the advances in technology, it always eventually comes down to looking your opponent in the eye and feeling their blood splatter as you end their life.
While you’re busy hacking off the limbs of an Iznac warrior, another loud explosion in the distance is heard followed by a bright flash in the sky. It’s not lightning from the storm, but rather the demise of your Storm. The Storm II joins the Tornado in crashing to the ground after losing its skirmish with the dragon. Hopefully the rain is making the jungle wet enough or else the flames from the wreckage of these downed airships are going to cause an inferno throughout the jungle.
“Damn! The Iznac brought their little frog slaves and the remainder of those orc traitors!” Warrick says and cuts down several Glip before helping the rest of the soldiers fend off the orcs smashing through the fortress’ gates.
It doesn’t matter in the scheme of things because even with overwhelming odds, your Eternals are still holding their own against all attackers. You then hear a roaring sound getting closer to your position and the sounds of great wings flapping.
You shout a general command for the still working cannons to be pointed towards the dragon and to prepare to fire when the beast is in range. In the meantime you and Warrick try to keep that side of the fort relatively free of invading forces.
“Hey, you think maybe I can get the chance to kill the dragon this time? I know you’re the Emperor and all, but you don’t need to prove your superiority all the damn time.” Warrick jokes.
“Yeah? Well maybe you’ll get your chance if you aren’t as slow like you were the last two times.” You retort.
“Slow? Well excuse me Mr. lightning fingers, but we all don’t have the ability to blast something out of the sky with a thought.”
“Well that’s why I’m the Emperor.” You snicker.
The dragon gets closer and you give the order to fire and unleash your own magic bolts at the creature. It’s definitely wounded from its ordeal with the two airships, but given your experience with the other two dragons, you know it’s far from being out the fight.
In fact it’s so determined that it doesn’t distinguish friend from foe when it blasts its flame breath on the fort. You manage to protect most of your people with a magic barrier, but for those outside its protection, most are set on fire if not incinerated immediately. On the positive side, it reduces your enemies, on the negative it ignites the gunpowder barrels for the cannons causing a massive explosion and completely destroying one side of the fort.
While the barrier still protects you and everyone within initially, its still a lot of strain on your energy and you begin to feel the fatigue setting in.
“No! Damnit! Fight through it!” you mutter to yourself hating your weakness.
While you’re busily trying to fight through your fatigue, you don’t notice where Warrick went and that was to the highest point he could get to on the fort and some how JUMPING on the damn dragon when it made its pass!
You almost can’t believe your eyes as you see the dragon flying away from the fort with Warrick desperately trying to hold on to one of its legs. You can see him hacking at the dragon’s underbelly. The dragon bellows in pain and begins to turn to make a second pass, but Warrick’s assault makes another attack on the fort a non-priority for it.
You see the beast twist and squirm in an effort to shake Warrick free and then eventually the beast makes another loud screech and the both of them go crashing into the jungle no doubt destroying several trees in the process. You can still hear the dragon in the distance, so you know it isn’t dead yet (Though probably badly wounded), but who knows about Warrick’s fate.
In the meantime Fort Canopy isn’t immediately being attacked anymore as most of the Iznac have fled or been killed at this point. You quickly order your remaining troops to secure the fort and take a small group with you to head towards the dragon’s roaring noises.
Fortunately the jungle isn’t thick here and the noises make tracking pretty easy, though by the time you reach your target, you see the severely wounded dragon with Warrick in its mouth and shaking its head from side to side. Then with one more shake, Warrick goes flying out of the dragon’s mouth and slams into a nearby tree. You can’t quite make out all the damage, but it looks like he’s missing an arm at this point. Who knows what other grievous wounds he’s suffered.
In any case the dragon has now turned its attention towards your direction, but its not exactly in the best condition itself. It makes a coughing noise and a pitifully short burst of flame and a large amount of blood emanates from its mouth. It even tries to flap its wings perhaps in an attempt to escape, but one wing is so torn up that it can’t lift off even if it had the strength to do so.
“Well, looks like we’ve lost the Tornado.” Warrick says as the pair of you see through in the near distance a multi-colored dragon unleash a gout of flame from its mouth, which engulfs the airship. Already heavily damaged the flying fortress can’t take anymore and begins to explode. Minor ones at first, then one large one. Flaming pieces of the machine fall from the sky.
“It’s all right. It’s all right. The Storm II is still there and hopefully it’ll kill that damn thing or at least wound it enough for us to do so. Either way that flying lizard dies today. This war will be all but won with its death. It’s the last one and I’m glad it’s finally decided to come to us this time, because I’m sick of chasing it all over this damn continent. I want to get the invasion of Dokkrus underway properly and I can’t very well do that if I’m stuck in this damn jungle continent.” You say preparing for the large group of Iznac approaching Fort Canopy.
“Hrm. Certainly is a lot of them. Better get on with this.” Warrick says and orders the cannons to fire upon the multitude, which puts a dent in their numbers, but doesn’t stop their advancing.
You look over the battlements and see several Iznacs climbing the walls of the fort like an army of ants. They aren’t even using ladders, they’re just scaling the fort with their bare hands. It’s actually rather impressive, until you unleash a chain of lightning to zap all of them. The shock is enough to at least cause most of them to fall off if not outright kill them immediately.
“Slaughter the four armed spider eyed bastards! Make them realize that their domination of this continent has passed! This is the time of the Empire!” you shout to the Eternals defending the fort.
Your people are doing their best though they can’t stop every Iznac from scaling the fort. Soon the gunfire is replaced by sounds of close combat weaponry. No matter how far the advances in technology, it always eventually comes down to looking your opponent in the eye and feeling their blood splatter as you end their life.
While you’re busy hacking off the limbs of an Iznac warrior, another loud explosion in the distance is heard followed by a bright flash in the sky. It’s not lightning from the storm, but rather the demise of your Storm. The Storm II joins the Tornado in crashing to the ground after losing its skirmish with the dragon. Hopefully the rain is making the jungle wet enough or else the flames from the wreckage of these downed airships are going to cause an inferno throughout the jungle.
“Damn! The Iznac brought their little frog slaves and the remainder of those orc traitors!” Warrick says and cuts down several Glip before helping the rest of the soldiers fend off the orcs smashing through the fortress’ gates.
It doesn’t matter in the scheme of things because even with overwhelming odds, your Eternals are still holding their own against all attackers. You then hear a roaring sound getting closer to your position and the sounds of great wings flapping.
You shout a general command for the still working cannons to be pointed towards the dragon and to prepare to fire when the beast is in range. In the meantime you and Warrick try to keep that side of the fort relatively free of invading forces.
“Hey, you think maybe I can get the chance to kill the dragon this time? I know you’re the Emperor and all, but you don’t need to prove your superiority all the damn time.” Warrick jokes.
“Yeah? Well maybe you’ll get your chance if you aren’t as slow like you were the last two times.” You retort.
“Slow? Well excuse me Mr. lightning fingers, but we all don’t have the ability to blast something out of the sky with a thought.”
“Well that’s why I’m the Emperor.” You snicker.
The dragon gets closer and you give the order to fire and unleash your own magic bolts at the creature. It’s definitely wounded from its ordeal with the two airships, but given your experience with the other two dragons, you know it’s far from being out the fight.
In fact it’s so determined that it doesn’t distinguish friend from foe when it blasts its flame breath on the fort. You manage to protect most of your people with a magic barrier, but for those outside its protection, most are set on fire if not incinerated immediately. On the positive side, it reduces your enemies, on the negative it ignites the gunpowder barrels for the cannons causing a massive explosion and completely destroying one side of the fort.
While the barrier still protects you and everyone within initially, its still a lot of strain on your energy and you begin to feel the fatigue setting in.
“No! Damnit! Fight through it!” you mutter to yourself hating your weakness.
While you’re busily trying to fight through your fatigue, you don’t notice where Warrick went and that was to the highest point he could get to on the fort and some how JUMPING on the damn dragon when it made its pass!
You almost can’t believe your eyes as you see the dragon flying away from the fort with Warrick desperately trying to hold on to one of its legs. You can see him hacking at the dragon’s underbelly. The dragon bellows in pain and begins to turn to make a second pass, but Warrick’s assault makes another attack on the fort a non-priority for it.
You see the beast twist and squirm in an effort to shake Warrick free and then eventually the beast makes another loud screech and the both of them go crashing into the jungle no doubt destroying several trees in the process. You can still hear the dragon in the distance, so you know it isn’t dead yet (Though probably badly wounded), but who knows about Warrick’s fate.
In the meantime Fort Canopy isn’t immediately being attacked anymore as most of the Iznac have fled or been killed at this point. You quickly order your remaining troops to secure the fort and take a small group with you to head towards the dragon’s roaring noises.
Fortunately the jungle isn’t thick here and the noises make tracking pretty easy, though by the time you reach your target, you see the severely wounded dragon with Warrick in its mouth and shaking its head from side to side. Then with one more shake, Warrick goes flying out of the dragon’s mouth and slams into a nearby tree. You can’t quite make out all the damage, but it looks like he’s missing an arm at this point. Who knows what other grievous wounds he’s suffered.
In any case the dragon has now turned its attention towards your direction, but its not exactly in the best condition itself. It makes a coughing noise and a pitifully short burst of flame and a large amount of blood emanates from its mouth. It even tries to flap its wings perhaps in an attempt to escape, but one wing is so torn up that it can’t lift off even if it had the strength to do so.