Realms of the Dragons RPG

[TyrannoTitan]

"We are a lone party from Europe, all we need are supplies before we continue on our way. Only trying to survive." Rico answered with another transmission. Rico and the group waited for a reply, or at least an appearance of a military attack force, either way deciding which way the situation would turn. All hoped that they could help them, not able to go very much longer without renewed supplies. For now, the group patrolled around the coast, the Hinds staying in the back to pick off any attackers...

[Anaclagon]

"Well General..what now?" The young officer asked, informing the man in charge. The General was sure the American Naval Group would get their back if troubled occured. The General walked over and then proceeded to send another transmission. "You've reached contact with a combined force consiting of American and British armed forces. You have two options..you can either go to these coordinates which lead to our base inland of Ireland or you can go to the American Naval Group..be advised..any hositlity will result in retailation. Another word of caution..be warned of vocal communication on the approach to Ireland..multiple tasks forces have been obliterated seemingly attratced to those who remain in contact vocally..there was no suvivors, Ireland is currently occupied by forces on our attemtps to re-take it" The General responded. Two coordinates were sent as well..one leading to the base inland, the other to the naval battle group..all was left was to wait for the response.

[TyrannoTitan]

Rico blinked, looking at Frank's Kamov, which was hovering beside him. Frank's face looked grim, but he nodded. "Roger that, heading to the naval coordinates, following the coastline at the moment." Rico responded with some reluctance, the group heading off to meet with these strangers. Apparently they had stumbled upon a human attack force against the dragons...and apparently these Ireland dragons were a lot stronger then their European varieties...

[Anaclagon]

The Admiral was then informed of what was to happen..if any problems occured..they were most likely armed and ready for it. Patrolling F-35's and F-18's along with the massive destroyer escort led by the massive battleship, Guardian. The Guardian gave out last second orders before proceding towards the main deck, eager to meet the survivors. The fleet was quite close to the coastline..they would be easy to spot..

[TyrannoTitan]

The group could see the naval force in the distance, but could not exactly tell how many ships they had at their disposal. None the less, the group seemed to relax all at once, glad that there were other survivors, let alone a military force. They had come across many different bases...and all had been abandoned or worse, worse being that all its inhabitants remained, but weren't "of the living", one might say. None the less, the group headed closer to their potential rescuers...

[Anaclagon]

"Proceed on towards the lead carrier..you'll be greeted by Admiral Marigold" An icoming transmission sent by the navy to the incoming survivors. The Admiral himself pressed forward, looking around in the sky..several guards armed with guns flanking him. The other ships in the area just awaited..fully aware of the situation.

[TyrannoTitan]

"Roger that." Rico replied, sending the information to the other choppers, who all headed toward their final destination. Eventually the group of choppers began lowering themselves down to the massive aircraft carrier, aware of the armed forces around them, but had no intention to anger them. As they left the helicopters to confront the Admiral, they even left their handheld weapons inside the choppers. A risky move, but it was the best choice to make if these people were potential allies...

[Doc 42]

Andrew dropped down through the hole, looking around and spotting Jacob. Jacob couldn't help but grin like a mad man. He exclaimed "man! I thought you were dead! Blimey..." The other team dropped down as well, Jacob spotting Julianne but no one else from the downed aircraft, the others part of Alpha team.

Andrew held his arms out wide and smiled for the first time in a long while, saying "Hey? Do I look dead?"

Almost immediately, something rushed over Jacobs head. A purple vapour like gas filling the corridor, scales as black as obsidion. The very tribal whistle from earlier. Then a huge black paw swung down out of the shape, a long spike extending out of its palm. The paw closed around Andrews chest and ripped him into the air.
It was chaos. Everyone hit the deck, jumping for cover. Someone sent a clip of gunfire into the roof in panic. Jacob looked up, seeing the dragon twirl into focus in the room at the end of the corridor, seem to chuckle to itself before gracefully looping and twisting away to the side, a deafening whoosh echoing around, Andrew's scream and rattling gun fire disappearing into the distance. Jacob was the first on his feet, charging forward and jumping over the others, he slid to a halt at the end of the corridor, turning around desperately to see a cave opening..... massive black rocks, looking like they had crashed through the wall. The tunnel lead into blackness, faint screams echoing out of it... This must be the source of the breezes he felt...... The rest of the troops dashed up around him, all stumbling to a stunned and horrified halt...

[Anaclagon]

"Is there anybody there, where's the rest of your team?" One of the americans from the base asked, sending another transmission to the Britsh Task Force..trying to establish communication. The jets proceeded to finish up the remaining small dragons, their machine gun fire and their powerful missles was sure to do the heavy damage. John however attempted to listen into the conversation..things were starting to go wrong..

The Admiral walked forward, his hands folded behind his back as his strong eyes looked through the helicoptor pilots. "I am Admiral Kenneth Marigold..whose in charge" The admiral asked. The guards looked around while they clutched their weapons..at least they didnt like they intending on fleeing causing trouble...

[TyrannoTitan]

"Frank Stormrage, leader of this rag-tag dragon buffet." Frank said, saluting the Admiral, showing respect to his rank. The others remained silent, but watched all sides carefully, in case the admiral and his men turned on them...

[Anaclagon]

The Admiral grinned in response as he placed his hand forward for a handshake. "Well its good to know there are other survivors, welcome to the ship" The man stated. The other soldiers were silently relieved..it seems they have just have a new ally to help them but they did not want to be too confident but they lowered their weapons slightly. One of the officer on the main deck watched..if things turned out well, the general at the base inland had to be informed..

[TyrannoTitan]

Frank shook the admiral's hand, the reaction from his group being very obvious. Instead of being alert and battle hardened, they were now tired and in some cases, injured. Frank himself was slightly injured, part of his pants torn around his knee, dried blood running down the rip. Even inside the helicopters it was possible to be injured more then just vaporizing. At one point, Frank's Kamov was jolted to the side by a fireball, causing a sharp piece of metal to plunge into his leg, the wound having healed weeks ago. "Good on our end as well...We've been patrolling Europe and couldn't find any sign of survivors either..." Frank said, smiling faintly, but was obviously very tired...

[Doc 42]

The British responded "Thanks for the support. Hell is beginning to break loose down here, ******** are infiltrating our vehicles. Target is marked with yellow smoke, repeat, target is marked with yellow smoke."

Down in the yard outside the research centre, the watchmen listened on the radio "Mark your position with yellow smoke, over, we're gonna take down anything that moves"

The soldier nodded and pulled a smoke grenade, lobbing it over towards the Apc....

[Anaclagon]

"We're straight from America. A group of cocky pilots were sent to Europe to help with the forces there. Were the follow up, having survived due to thick defenses. Orders from what remains of high command ordered us to help the pilots and the Brits..now that we arrived, we find ourselves actually helping a mass offensive to help rid Europe of its Dragon problem. Now that my little story has been covered, I im rather interested with yours" The Admiral asked..

The jets began to react accordingly as the A-10 Thunderbolts began to lower themselves into the ground, fully armed and ready to engage anything that came from the ground. Evacuation from helicoptors in the area were arriving..moving swiftly, ready to grab the wounded and move out. The jets having mopped up the enemies in the sky began to fly around, ready to engage any other threats..

[Doc 42]

The British radioed their American support "Area is clear of friendlies, fire when ready!"

The men in the ground scanned the sky, looking to see what the Americans were up to...

[TyrannoTitan]

"Well, the group at first only consisted of me and Rico...Rico was an American pilot, while I was a pilot in the Russian military, but now lived in the United States. After things...went to hell, we managed to get some equipment and moved toward Europe, hoping it was dragon free...Then found it was the exact opposite." Frank explained, shaking his head, arms crossed. "After a while, we picked up as many survivors that we could, both from the United States and Europe. The only ones who were left were military officials, hence why we are all able to pilot these fine aircraft..." he continued, glancing back at their vehicles.

[Anaclagon]

The A-10 Thunder Birds swooped in, targeting any enemies before gunning them down with their machine guns They wouldnt use their rockets or misssles left, saving them for bigger and deadlier targets as they swopped in..securing the area as the Jets established Aerial Supremacy. John looked around..so far so good. The Ace took note of the incoming helicopters who were ready to evac the British troopers on the ground.

The Admiral nodded before glancing behind themselves. "Well what matters is that you've survived..you and your men will be re-supplied and we assure you that we intend on keeping you and your men safe...first things first, Im sure you all must be hungry and require medical attention..we can deal with that in the lower decks" The man said, taking a swift glance towards the large main "building" that stood erected from the carrier itself..

[TyrannoTitan]

Frank and the others nodded their agreement, eyes lighting up when they heard the promise of food. At least they had found allies in this strange land...though the words of their new allies before they made their approach concerned them all. Squads obliterated by the dragons here...Frank and his team had faced strong dragons, but if there was a dragon species that could fight against squads of jets and win...

The form stirred once more, its eyes hungrily staring at seemingly nothing. But it knew better...it would not be fooled by such tricks. The camouflaged dragon was as obvious as a boulder to the hunter...The dragon moved forward like a panther, watching its invisible prey. Springing forward, the dragon slashed the air in front of it, causing the snake like dragon to appear suddenly, shrieking in pain. The larger dragon watched as its prey moved away, still completely visible, but its pace was slowed more and more, but not because of the wound. The attacker's eyes seemed to grow brighter the more it spent around the wounded creature...Suddenly, the chameleon dragon collapsed, only a few feet from its attacker, its hungry eyes seemingly satisfied, yet the prey was uneaten. The wounded dragon was still breathing, its attacker finally digging its clawed hand into its prey's side, the chameleon dragon shrieking in pain as its eyes shriveled, its skin now resembling dust. The form breathed in deeply...then suddenly snapped its head to one side. It sensed much...so much...it was a feast waiting to happen, but the amount constantly decreased and increased...Regardless, the dragon glowed with a deep amethyst color before disappearing from sight...

[Zephyr]

Over the sea high in the clouds the massive dragon flew on. Hlal's tail-blades shifted like a tiger flexing each individual toe. He opened his jaws and released a high-pitched roar, deafening to all who happened to be in the immediate vicinity. His eyes focused in downwards where a much smaller dragon took notice of the massive killer and flapped its wings hastily to escape. Opening his clawed hands in the manner of a hawk, he dove down closing his wings to his side allowing him to pick up great speed. The small dragon panicked but as it saw the huge creature miss its mark it attempted to swerve out of the way. There was a grotesqye crunch and slicing sound as the three tail-blades suddenly hacked off the small dragon's head sending its body falling limply to the ocean below. Rapidly it dropped, with no sight of the hunter until only a few dozen yards from the waters surface the body jerked suddenly making it change course as Hlal carried it off beginning to feed in mid-flight.

[The Kingpin]

summoning all the courage he could muster, Jake pulled his m9 beretta and aimed it at the glass, firing three shots into the face of the demon that was slamming against the glass, the creature behind it shrieking before falling still in the flatbed behind the extended Truck. "What the **** was that?!" yelled Jake. "Well I don't feckin know now, do i?! i've heard of Dragons doing bloody wierd things, but never flinging fecking zombies at fecking cars!" said Mike. the group spotted a small deserted village in the distance, turning towards it. "We'll stop by that town down there, take a break, calm down, check for damages, see if we can find supplies, and then keep going". the others remained silent as they drove on towards the town...