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[spazyak]

Run torwards the camp too, keep an eye out for any threats

[randomgenericusername]

Don't run and continue at the same speed.

[Pancaek]

Keep plodding towards the camp. Try and use my magic to counteract whatever magical effect the snowbeasts' keening has.

[Yoink]

"Wh-what is that stuff?"

Thrips trudges awkwardly along, with the bulk of his body kind of hidden behind the nearest cart-pulling creature (or large teammate) as his head peeks out to observe the scene ahead, mouth hanging ajar and his bung eye quivering back and forth as he tries to decipher what he's seeing.

If either of the team's big, mechanical-looking fellas are by the carts, stay behind them as best I can. Otherwise, stick with the carts and the critters pulling them, the term for which I can never seem to remember.   

[Ozarck]

Dammit, I don't have long-range napalm any more.  Spray some fire impotently, and try to move towards the side of the camp the enemies are on.  These wings seem dangerous.

(6) (1) you spray fire in a sudden, huge explosive burst of flame and heat. The force of it is powerful enough to propel you backward, past the point of origin for the team. you land hard on the ice and skid toward a sudden drop-off. You're a little busy trying not to die to see what effect your fire breath had on anything else.

pick up the pace a little bit, see if we can get there faster ish

keep up with my wielder

Run torwards the camp too, keep an eye out for any threats

(3) Gwen jumps down off the beast and sinks half a foot into the hard snow. Suddenly, what looks like a large explosion occurs, sending a streak of red back overhead toward where you came from, and leaving the scene before you quite altered. Gwen wrestles herself free and clambors through the snow after Kongor, who, with the sudden retrograde advance of the dragon, is now in the lead toward the now burning camp. Vladen runs up alongside you as well. You three arrive at the outskirts to sheer chaos, as everyone scrambles around trying to put out fires and avoid what look like big white fluffy beach balls with wide mouths filled with rows of razor teeth. Fortunately, the beach ball things nearby were also caught in the fiery blast and are running around in a similar state of confusion and panic. Unfortunately, panic for these things tends to invoke their weird magical keening, which seems to cause creatures affected to become sluggish. and also biting. Lots of biting.

Don't run and continue at the same speed.

Keep plodding towards the camp. Try and use my magic to counteract whatever magical effect the snowbeasts' keening has.

"Wh-what is that stuff?"

Thrips trudges awkwardly along, with the bulk of his body kind of hidden behind the nearest cart-pulling creature (or large teammate) as his head peeks out to observe the scene ahead, mouth hanging ajar and his bung eye quivering back and forth as he tries to decipher what he's seeing.

If either of the team's big, mechanical-looking fellas are by the carts, stay behind them as best I can. Otherwise, stick with the carts and the critters pulling them, the term for which I can never seem to remember.   

You three bring up the rear, plodding along with the carts. You arrive just behind the edge of the blast zone, a good fifty yards from the chaos. The yakthings seem to notice the white fluffy monsters and seem to become rather agitated, snorting and stomping, leaning forward against their harnesses. Since the magic the Snow Mouths was keening changed suddenly when Freddy exploded, Clunkers' attempt to negate it is disrupted.

[spazyak]

Set about gathering the founder and trying to keep them alive"Hmm can you guys help gather the wounded and keep the fluff balls away? I think I can at least keep a few of these people alive."

[SuperDino85]

Set about gathering the founder and trying to keep them alive"Hmm can you guys help gather the wounded and keep the fluff balls away? I think I can at least keep a few of these people alive."

Sure, I can help with that
Carry anyone too injured to move to where Vlad designates, and send those better off in his direction. Fend off any giant mothballs that try to interfere. Oh yeah and pull Gwyn along too, so we don’t get separated

[SuperDino85]

((It is Vlad, right Spaz? Just checking))

[randomgenericusername]

Mve closer to the small monsters, then roar and stomp around to intimidate them. If they get close enough, slam the ground with both hand and try to crush them.

[spazyak]

((It is Vlad, right Spaz? Just checking))

(Yes it is vlad

[Lenglon]

Try to keep up, but with how deep this snow is, i think ill be best off just letting my wielder carry me, and ill do that instead if i can't keep up in this snow.

[Pancaek]

Furry beach balls things huh? Well, assuming they have hearts, let's start stopping as many of them as I can.

[Devastator]

Dig in with my talons to stop myself.  If successful, start moving towards the base again.

[Ozarck]

See the bottom of the post for a summary.

Set about gathering the founder and trying to keep them alive"Hmm can you guys help gather the wounded and keep the fluff balls away? I think I can at least keep a few of these people alive."

You set up a triage station at the edge of the chaos and start dragging burnt and bitten people into it. (1) This attracts the mothballs to your location. Before yu've gotten four people lined up, you are surrounded by the things. Leaping at you, biting, and knocking you off balance.

Set about gathering the founder and trying to keep them alive"Hmm can you guys help gather the wounded and keep the fluff balls away? I think I can at least keep a few of these people alive."

Sure, I can help with that
Carry anyone too injured to move to where Vlad designates, and send those better off in his direction. Fend off any giant mothballs that try to interfere. Oh yeah and pull Gwyn along too, so we don’t get separated

You scoop up Gwen and a couple of unconscious beings and deposit them near Vlad, kicking agressive obloids out of the way, sending a few of them tumbling. (6) you then set about grabbing and throwing the monsters, hammering them with their own kind and in general causing quite a ruckus, stepping on the wounded and knocking over allies and enemies alike.

Try to keep up, but with how deep this snow is, i think ill be best off just letting my wielder carry me, and ill do that instead if i can't keep up in this snow.

The snow is deep, but it's pretty hard packed too. With care ,you could run on it well enough. nevertheless, in teh interest of speed, Kongor scoops you up and hustles forward, dropping you at the triage station where a large group of the fuzzy beachballs is attacking.

Mve closer to the small monsters, then roar and stomp around to intimidate them. If they get close enough, slam the ground with both hand and try to crush them.

(4) you roar and stomp near the triage, scattering teh monsters away from the wounded for a bit. The battle is still pretty chaotic though. also (2) your roar echoes off the mountains around you. The sound of ice cracking and snow groaning comes back on the tail of the echoes.

Furry beach balls things huh? Well, assuming they have hearts, let's start stopping as many of them as I can.

(3) you don't stop whatever passes for a heart in these things, but you do essentially give a dozen or more lockjaw, freezing them in varying states of open and closed mouth expressions.

Dig in with my talons to stop myself.  If successful, start moving towards the base again.

(6) you claw to a stop and launch yourself on a wave of glass shards back towardthe fray. You sail in at about ten feet up, leaving a trail about fifteen feet wide behind you. since you went off at an angle, you avoid the path of hte yakbeasts, but you have to swerve a bit to get around your allies in their little corner of insanity.

summary:
basically, you have the beginnings of a makeshift first aid station, and have managed to drive off enough of the beach moth ball fuzz monsters to establish a perimeter around that first aid station.

Meanwhile, the main camp is still completely overrun, and the ice is making some rather alarming sounds.

There's a couple dozen casualties from the base camp people, and maybe half again as many dead snowbeachballs.

[randomgenericusername]

"Bruford hear ice breaking. Something big coming this direction? Bruford think that he could lift and carry everyone away from snow monsters and danger with his hands and just walk away, since those things are too small to do anything to Bruford."