We're off to see the Wizard! That is really a statue.

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Characters: Toro Raymond, Tony Stark (616), Booker DeWitt, Mai
Date: Backdated to started on 4/13-4/18
Location: outside of Keeliai
Situation: Escorting pilgrims to the Shrine of Iashu and back, landslides, carnivorous birds, rain, all that good stuff.
Warnings/Rating: Language maybe, mudstripping

[They might have been running a little behind schedule, but so far so good. The kedan were very determined about getting to the shrine, despite the poor weather, so what else could they do but make sure they got there? Maybe someone should have mentioned that it was landslide season, or the birds liked to try and eat the natives, but all in all it could have gone worse...right?

Too bad they couldn't take the compass back with them, though.]

{OOC: Feel free to make comments for to the shrine, at the shrine, and the return trip.}

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[There's another screech, closer, louder and Toro definitely heard that. The elderly woman he's been helping does not seem that surprised by worried nonetheless and that cannot be a good sign.]

Maybe it's just an eagle or some kind of vulcher. [He's still nudging their charges against the wall, but trying to get as good a look up into the air as he can.] A really big vulcher.

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A vulture big enough to sw -

[A shape flashes down out of the clouds and Booker's eyes go wide at the sight of it. A moment later he aims and fires a shot at the huge thing - the claws are big enough to rip a grown man apart.]

[maipokerface]

[... Well that's certainly a bigger vulture than the ones she's used to. There's a moment of surprise but then the sound of Booker's shot shakes her out of it.

She let's go of the knife she had been cradling and if her mark is as good as it typically is, that knife will fine a new home somewhere in the bird's chest.

Another one slides into the former's place as she breathes out a low sigh.]

Fantastic.

[washitaway]

[Of course, one knife in a bird that big isn't going to bring it down immediately, or even one gunshot. Booker is suddenly, forcibly and frighteningly reminded of Songbird, and his face hardens a little as he lifts his left hand -

and sets the bird's wing on fire, sending it screaming as it dips lower, making it even more of a target.]

[maipokerface]

[The bird's wing goes up in flames and Mai turns the briefest glance over to the man. It's momentary though since the bird dipping lower makes it a much better target. And she's not going to waste that.

Then teenager lines up several knives between both hands, set on launching them both as the bird approaches and maybe even as it passes over. It's too large to even hope a few knives and fire are going to immediately bring it down.

Like before, Mai's own efforts concentrate on the body of the bird. More knives buried in it's chest, a few in the head if she can make it. Typically she would be more wont to simply pin things down rather than outright kill them but pinning down a bird like this one just isn't an option.

The bird dips even lower and now it's evident that rather than simply passing over top them like it might once have aimed to do, it can't keep that momentum anymore. And what once was a swooping pass it now becoming more of a collision.]

[washitaway]

[Booker, for his part, switches right back over to his gun, not even giving anyone a second glance, like the fire he just tossed at the bird is a perfectly normal thing to do.

Well, on the turtle, things like that are kind of normal, even if Booker doesn't usually come across as one of those magic users.

But as the animal swings lower, his face sets in a scowl and he starts shoving the kedan out of the way.]

Move, now! Up the hill!

[As the bird comes crashing in, one of its wings nearly clips Booker in the side as he leaps away.]

Apologies for the lateness! For some reason I'm just not getting notifs.

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Nice shot! [Toro finally leaves the lady he's been helping along, not-so-gently pushing off onto one of the other kedan who are moving faster up the hill. The earth around them shakes form the collision and Toro is glad to see the other guy wasn't injured. The bird on the other hand looks hurt and is screeching loudly in pain, body writhing on the ground as it tries to get its leg back underneath it. It may have broken something when it crash landed.]

Should we put it down now or leave it? It could be calling friends.

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[Booker gives Toro a strange sort of look - good shot? Huh. Okay then.

But then he shakes his head and takes aim once more.]

Put it down. Out of its misery.

[With that, he fires - directly at its head.]