The warrior pulls an Iron tipped javelin from his saddle scabbard, which perhaps answers the question. It is marked with glowing runes.



"What? Out here? If this is true we have lost many calves to these creatures."

"It's a Wyvern nest all right." Salen curses and spits on the ground.

"Our Khan fought one of these before - a Lunar was riding it at the time. Question is, do we want to take it on?"

"What do you mean these creatures?" asks Haratt, sat upon Oberon and sending wary glances both out into the Wastes and up in to the blue sky.

"Ride, in the air!" Ohanzee says in wonder and he slips from his rhino guiding it to the middle.

"Melock let me help. We need my shield, a could of blankets and rope."

"Our clan was plagued by two of the beasts about a year ago, further North and too the West. We injured one but they were clever beasts and did not stay for long. They're not from here, so no idea where they came from. Yado the tall swore that one had a saddle on it's back, but to be honest he was drunk that day.

It's because of their nest that the Pack Lizards have pulled back. I suggest we leave now and keep going the way we were, before the Pack Lizards grow some balls and the Wyverns get here."

Iye and Maska join those now in the centre of the Mesas, standing around the dead Wyvern hatchling.

"Ooo can we help Ohanzee?" they both say in unison.

Nodding to Long Cast Sounds the likeliest plan we've got Hoskar's atention is on the skies. Suddenly, he sits yet more upright and peers out into the air.

There's something flying out there - away to the East! he bellows across the mound. Only a speck in the sky - can't see what it is - but have a care!

Although he keeps scanning the skies as a whole, his eyes come back to the spot in the distance again and again to see if it's getting bigger or closer and if he can make out any more details.

In reply to Ohanzee Shappa (msg # 53):
"the more help the better, we can use the ostrich to keep them warm at night, and hopefully Bright Treasure and blankets will keep them warm during the day." he gets a couple of blankets and some rope from his pack, "how do you think we can get them down Ohanzee?" He looks towards Hoskar when he shouts, "LET US KNOW IF IT GETS CLOSER" he bellows back.

To Iye and Maska, Ohanzee replies "Look after Wihakayda and be ready to leave quick. Borrow this in case you need to ttack at a distance, it will make your weapon fly a little straighter and hit a little harder."

Then turning to Melock as he straps his shield to his back he says "I'll explain on the way, let's climb!"

On his way up he explains "We can wrap the eggs in a blanket and put then on the shield then wrap the second blanket over and lower the lot by the rope. The shield will stop them breaking if it hits the rock instead of them."

"If we take all eggs they have no reason to stay and every reason to hunt. If there are some left then they should want to protect them. They've been off for a while so will need to sit on the eggs so maybe will stay put."

In reply to Ohanzee Shappa (msg # 58):

He goes to follow Ohanzee, but cant find a hand hold, he finally manages to climb up, "Good plan, so we take 2 leave 1"

As they formulate their plan the wind stops again, enabling both men to hear a loud, surprised sounding animal snort.

It comes from a nearby Mesa, several metres higher and to the West. There, some 50 metres away, a long necked, rather sleepy looking reptile is looking across at them, realisation slowly showing on it's face that they're stealing it's eggs.

It opens it's mouth, one filled with extremely large teeth, and roars, long and hard as it extends it's wings.

A roar answered soon afterwards from a speck to the East, one now visible to the naked eye and not just Farsee.

Haratt wheels his Bison around and heads back in to the centre shouting up to Melock and Ohanzee

"What is it?"

The Wyvern is distracted as it realises that there are other intruders below.

In fact a huge bunch of them.

Melock and Ohanzee, momentarily stunned, watch as a long stinger tail rises behind the Wyvern's head. It's wings are still stretching out, as it seems that the beast is deciding what to do....

"Let's get out of here whilst it doesn't know what to do!" Ohanzee says as he slips over the edge without waiting for Melock's response, almost hopping down the cliff face like a mountain goat.
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"What the.. will you stop leaving me by myself to face things." he goes to climb down, but cant remember were he came up and doesnt think he can follow Ohanzee as he cant see any hand holds.

He leans over the side and shouts, "IF YOU CAN DISTRACT HER, I CLIMB DOWN THE OTHER SIDE"  he makes his way to the middle and gets ready to react.
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The Wyvern's attention flicks from the large amount of movement  down below back towards her eggs, where she spies Melock heading that way.

With a scream of rage she launches herself up in to the air, arcing up and over towards the threat to her unhatched babies!

It's then that those below see her for the first time, she's as big as a Rhino, with long wings, tail and two legs. She's up and over the gap between mesas in a flash, a terrifying roaring shadow.

The women shout in terror, running to stand flat against the rock walls, just as Ohanzee drops down next to them.

In the middle of the Mesa Melock finds himself all alone and the focus of a rather pissed off Wyvern.

The Nest is large and could afford places to hide if Melock was too act quickly, possibly scrambling beneath the uprooted trees and rocks.

At the other side of the Rock formations Amara, Salen and Hoskar see that the other Wyvern is fast approaching, dropping out of the sky and aiming towards where they are.

There's ample time to prepare missiles, magic and formulate plans.

With them is Long Cast and all but two of his men, those two still at the Southern end with a dead pack lizard between them.

With a gasp at the size of the creature Haratt casts the prepared spell that had been sitting on the tip of his tongue and his javelin bursts into magical flame.

"Stay out of sight" he shouts across the backs of the heavily laden Rhinos to the three women, just as Ohanzee comes sliding down amongst them.

"What have you two done now?" he sounds angry because he is, after the debacle of the Giant Finger Holes his feelings have soured somewhat towards the Ravens. Not surprising considering that he's Sun Hawk.

"I'll guard the Rhinos, and where's bloody Melock, don't tell me he's still up there?"

Then looking up to the top of the Mesas it dawns on him that the range is probably to far for his javelin to be effective.

There is trouble approaching all-around, and not all of it friendly (ie. Raven!). Salen casts his spells and prepares his weapons, ready to fight.

Meanwhile to the South Zonta, Attox three fingers and Neferty sable bane charge down the slope there and begin to wheel out towards the East.

Behind them and throwing up a good sized dust cloud is the dead pack lizard, still attached to the two Bisons.

Ohanzee feels bad about leaving Melock alone above, or rather bad about not making sure that his fellow Raven could find his way down so easily. Not bad enough to go poking his head over the top of the same mesa, but bad enough to get closer to at least. Everyone else is concentrating on the one approachin, which is far enough as the wyvern already here is not visible... from here.

Hold on Melock he thinks as he calls to Whispers On The Wind "Whispers take a look above on top of this mesa for a place I can hidebut keep safe!" pointing at the one to the West that the second beast was asleep on. The answer that comes makes him cringe "Safe? So says the Raven who scrambled into a wyvern nest!" as she flutters up the North side of the cliff.

Why didn't I get her to check before?! he chides himself silently as he heads around the South edge of the same mesa to try to climb out of sight of the one appoaching and the one on the nest.

Amara turned to the others, seeing in their eyes that this would be an important fight for all concerned. Having seen the others prepare, Amara drew her bow together with the flint arrows. She dared not risk the bronze ones while we remained so poor at using this weapon. She made sure her javelins were close by for use. Grandmothers tongue almost vibrating with it's readiness to be thrust towards the wyvern.

Amara closed her eyes asking for Vinga's blessing while she strove to keep this beast away from friends and family.

Melock dives for the nearest section of nest comprising of the roots of an old Tamarisk tree, momentarily he gets snagged, but is able to free himself by cutting his belt in two with his knife, then he's under, scrabbling this way and that to get a good view of the massive, angry Wyvern.

It's there right above him, hovering, poison sizzling as it drops from the tip of it's twitching stinger to splash just overhead.

The Raven brave throws a charm up at the creature, preying to Waha that it'd work and as he does he sees a bright speck of light playing over the Wyvern's scaly face.....


Far below Haratt has in his hands the Golden Disc, now blazing bright from the magnified cult spell that he'd just cast on it. He's directing it upwards.

"Come on yer bastard!"


Also flying upwards is the black fluttering form of Whispers the bat, send to scout a place to hide for Ohanzee, who is threatening to overtake his bound spirit in his haste to get to the top and save his friend....


Thundering hooves, three warriors bent low over their mounts, lances held tightly and a  trail of dust, blood and guts in their wake.


Zzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppppp..........Zzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppppp..........Zzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppppp..........

Arrows and slingshot fly, amazingly considering the lack of skill but thanks to well cast spells some hit. Even more surprisingly several even penetrate the heavy armour scale that covers the Wyvern.

Even more pissed than before, the Male dodges the next lot fired and swoops down to kill the intruders...The Egg Stealers...The prey.....

Amara swaps to Grandmother's tongue, a magical Vingan charm running across it's wooden shaft. By her side Salen and Hoskar draw back bow string and twirl a leather throng so the very air whistles.

Behind there's a clatter of Javelins being readied as Long Cast urges on his men  "Steady boys, wait until you see the yellow of his eyes...."


Melock curses as his charm fails, deciding to move further in under the nest, where gold, silver and copper discs beckon....


Making the top Ohanzee spies his bat hovering by a jumble of boulders that might afford both the height and cover he needs. Diving for it he hears a screech from behind him.

The Wyvern!


Zonta and her two Bison warrior accomplices pull up in a shower of grit, letting the dead Pack lizard skid past them. Banging their shields they begin to holler and shout

"Come and get it"


The female drops, grabbing her remaining egg, her head thrashing from Haratt's distracting light spell and a disruption thrown by Ohanzee and then swoops out towards the East, dropping out of view for the moment.


Grandmother's Tongue finds it's mark, as a final flurry of rocks, arrows and then javelins fly upwards. The male Wyvern roars in anger, it's hide penetrated by both magic and flint, causing Long Cast's Bison to rear, throwing the warrior to the ground.

And then the beast is flying through them, and up and away towards the new hullabaloo, made by Zonta and her mob.

There's a moment's madness as mounts are brought under control and then everyone looks around to check that they're okay. They'd been an amazing loud noise of flesh hitting metal and there on the ground lies Hoskar, under his shield, waving weakly that he's okay.

It's followed by a sickening crunch as the body of Di-sen the quiet, a gaping hole in his guts where the poison stinger had buried itself, lands on the ground next to the Condor Brave.....

Injured but nicely distracted the male Wyvern lands in the near distance on top of the dead Pack Lizard, tail stabbing out at Zonta and the two Black shields.

It's a no brainer....As Hoskar is picked up, his shield glows, Strength spells flowing out and over their mounts. Mobility charms are next, quickly followed by lance tips gleaming with extra sharpness.
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Haratt places the gold disc back in his satchel, wheels Oberon around and charges out to the North with the intention of joining his friends.

Replacing his javelin in it's saddle quiver he pulls out his lance and rides....