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"Damn you..." Jason gasped, coughing up blood from the Dunmers kick, "I dont care who you are, i know that i'll be the one to kill you!"
Jason quickly dropped away from the dunmer and drew his sword, looking for an advantage, and swung it at the Dunmer. He swung straight upwards at the Dunmers head, trying to cut his head in half, and barely missed.
He swung once more, this time aiming to decapitate the Dunmer.
Jason quickly dropped away from the dunmer and drew his sword, looking for an advantage, and swung it at the Dunmer. He swung straight upwards at the Dunmers head, trying to cut his head in half, and barely missed.
He swung once more, this time aiming to decapitate the Dunmer.
Jason heard his name and immediatly tried to break free of the Dunmers grasp, "Let go of me blood drinker!"
He tried to punch, kick, whatever it took to free himself but nothing worked. He tried to recall exactly what he had heard of this Dunmer, but was stumped.
"Just let me go..." Jason pleeded, felling cold tendrils of energy ripple down into his body as if blood was flowing down from the Dunmers arm to his.
He tried to punch, kick, whatever it took to free himself but nothing worked. He tried to recall exactly what he had heard of this Dunmer, but was stumped.
"Just let me go..." Jason pleeded, felling cold tendrils of energy ripple down into his body as if blood was flowing down from the Dunmers arm to his.
Isaac continued to push through the defense undergrowth. In about 20 minutes they had already hiked 1 click. He could still hear gunshots in the distance. Bored yet alert, Isaac struck up a conversation. "So, Vivaz, what are your people like? Despite the amount of bullets I've sent your way, I don't know much."
Vivaz smiled, enjoying informative discussion
"Well, we are often known as the Harrowed. Our magical abilities come straight from our bodies through this magic lines on our bodies, and that is why we look different from normal humans. As for our society, I have absolute power over the lives of our people, but most our decisions are made from a council thats been voted in by the people. We take a mostly observational tone in terms of the outside world, but it seems things have degraded more than the last time I visited"
He ended with a slight frown, as he thought everything over
"Well, we are often known as the Harrowed. Our magical abilities come straight from our bodies through this magic lines on our bodies, and that is why we look different from normal humans. As for our society, I have absolute power over the lives of our people, but most our decisions are made from a council thats been voted in by the people. We take a mostly observational tone in terms of the outside world, but it seems things have degraded more than the last time I visited"
He ended with a slight frown, as he thought everything over
Faren jumps out of the trees and lands right next to Jason and Xandus.
"A dumner and a bright skin trying to kill eachother. I'm really not surprised."
Jason and Xandus turn their heads to him.
Faren points at Xandus. "You took a shot in the stomach. Your survival is still needed. The peace council is still the PEACE council. If you died, do you know how much chaos would erupt over fighting for your throne? Please let go of him."
Then Faren pointed to Jason. "Assuming that Xandus doesn't totally fucking obliterate you with his bare hands, you must retreat and heal. I know he killed one of your men, but I am not hear for sentiment, I am here for peace. If you die, then this will pick up the morale of your people and they will execute an invasion, killing many."
Faren looks back at Xandus. "Guess what?" Faren pulls out Xandus's sword. "I have your toy." Faren says in a mocking voice. "If you be a good boy and let the bright skin go, I will give it back." Faren laughs. "The curse of peace may keep me from using this, but that doesn't mean I can't play keep away."
"A dumner and a bright skin trying to kill eachother. I'm really not surprised."
Jason and Xandus turn their heads to him.
Faren points at Xandus. "You took a shot in the stomach. Your survival is still needed. The peace council is still the PEACE council. If you died, do you know how much chaos would erupt over fighting for your throne? Please let go of him."
Then Faren pointed to Jason. "Assuming that Xandus doesn't totally fucking obliterate you with his bare hands, you must retreat and heal. I know he killed one of your men, but I am not hear for sentiment, I am here for peace. If you die, then this will pick up the morale of your people and they will execute an invasion, killing many."
Faren looks back at Xandus. "Guess what?" Faren pulls out Xandus's sword. "I have your toy." Faren says in a mocking voice. "If you be a good boy and let the bright skin go, I will give it back." Faren laughs. "The curse of peace may keep me from using this, but that doesn't mean I can't play keep away."
The curse of peace is given to every new peace counil member, restricting them from using it for violent means. If a peace council member tries to use a weapon, then it will burn his hand or whatever he carries it with.
Marcus didn't have to take the curse, because sometimes, if you want peace, you have to prepare for war
Jason knew an opportunity to survive when he saw one, even though his vision was now blurred, and he took it. He quickly back away from the Dunmer muttering just loud enough for him to hear, "This isnt over..."
With that said, he dashed away into the trees and throught the jungle avoiding the wildlife and animals he encountered along the way.
"This is Jason, i need a pick-up now..." Jason said into the comm.
"Copy that, over and out." Replied Tyrion's voice.
Jason pushed past a few more plants into a clear opening and saw his airship coming in slowly. When they were close enough they tossed a rope ladder out of the side of the ship and Jason began to climb.
When he reached the top, they refolded the ladder and brought it back up. Jason quickly went to the helm of the ship and began ordering the elves around, telling them different instructions to get under way.
"We need more troops if we are going to fight the Dunmer here, and this is where we will destroy the Blood Lord... i have seen him here with my own eyes." Jason told the assembled crew.
Tyrion stood at his side and nodded while Jason spoke, "I too saw him, even if i did not interact with him directly. We should travel to the Northern tree colonies and see if our allies will aid us."
"All in favor say ai." Jason said to the crew.
A loud chorus rose from the crew and Jason nodded, satisfied. He immediatly set a course North, and the crew dispersed to continue the stations.
"Come, walk with me." Jason said to Tyrion, he then began to walk down the steps to the captains cabin.
When he entered Taren, and the others where already there. They sat around a table playing cards. A large window showed the view outside the airship, it was reinforced so it would be extremely difficult to break, as a bird flew past Jason sat down at the table.
"We have urgent matters to discuss." Jason told them as he was dealed into the game.
With that said, he dashed away into the trees and throught the jungle avoiding the wildlife and animals he encountered along the way.
"This is Jason, i need a pick-up now..." Jason said into the comm.
"Copy that, over and out." Replied Tyrion's voice.
Jason pushed past a few more plants into a clear opening and saw his airship coming in slowly. When they were close enough they tossed a rope ladder out of the side of the ship and Jason began to climb.
When he reached the top, they refolded the ladder and brought it back up. Jason quickly went to the helm of the ship and began ordering the elves around, telling them different instructions to get under way.
"We need more troops if we are going to fight the Dunmer here, and this is where we will destroy the Blood Lord... i have seen him here with my own eyes." Jason told the assembled crew.
Tyrion stood at his side and nodded while Jason spoke, "I too saw him, even if i did not interact with him directly. We should travel to the Northern tree colonies and see if our allies will aid us."
"All in favor say ai." Jason said to the crew.
A loud chorus rose from the crew and Jason nodded, satisfied. He immediatly set a course North, and the crew dispersed to continue the stations.
"Come, walk with me." Jason said to Tyrion, he then began to walk down the steps to the captains cabin.
When he entered Taren, and the others where already there. They sat around a table playing cards. A large window showed the view outside the airship, it was reinforced so it would be extremely difficult to break, as a bird flew past Jason sat down at the table.
"We have urgent matters to discuss." Jason told them as he was dealed into the game.
Xandus let go of the bright skin and walked up to Faren.
"Give me my sword." Xandus said.
"Very well." said Faren. Faren hands him the sword and jumps 5 feet back.
A poorly done fake chirp was heard.
The bright walks away.
After 10 minutes, Xandus and Faren stare eachother.
Secretly, while watching Xandus, Faren was keeping his telepathy on the bright skin.
"This is where we will destroy the blood lord." he heard Jason think.
"This Jason... the bright skin... will be back soon... with a shitload of troops." Faren commented.
All he hears from Xandus is the mumbling of "Of course he is sca'..."
"We should go, but not before I fix your wound so you don't die of blood loss. There should be a certain flower that increases clotting in these parts." Faren looks around and sees a blue flower.
Picking it up, Faren says "Do you mind if I fix your wound? Or do you just wanna stab me and see if you can make it back on your own? The peacekeepers will be hunting you. You will need me to convince them to let you go back."
"Give me my sword." Xandus said.
"Very well." said Faren. Faren hands him the sword and jumps 5 feet back.
A poorly done fake chirp was heard.
The bright walks away.
After 10 minutes, Xandus and Faren stare eachother.
Secretly, while watching Xandus, Faren was keeping his telepathy on the bright skin.
"This is where we will destroy the blood lord." he heard Jason think.
"This Jason... the bright skin... will be back soon... with a shitload of troops." Faren commented.
All he hears from Xandus is the mumbling of "Of course he is sca'..."
"We should go, but not before I fix your wound so you don't die of blood loss. There should be a certain flower that increases clotting in these parts." Faren looks around and sees a blue flower.
Picking it up, Faren says "Do you mind if I fix your wound? Or do you just wanna stab me and see if you can make it back on your own? The peacekeepers will be hunting you. You will need me to convince them to let you go back."
"We must travel North to the other free elves, and ask Lord Caron to aid us." Jason said, grabbing a bottle of wine from the table and taking a swig.
"Lord Caron? You should know that he wont aid us, not after last time." Tyrion said.
"Is this how you will adress your captain? Anyway, he will aid us, he must. If we fail in destroying the Blood Lord's army here and now, they will spread North and destroy all of the Bosmer that live here." Jason said, grabbing a few cards from Rolen and looking at each in turn.
"That or enslave them..." Taren muttered darkly.
"Why do you say this brother?" Asked Yosac, he grabbed his wine bottle and taking a large gulp from it.
"Taren, i am truly sorry your brother was killed... but he pledged his life to our cause and so did you. Surely you wish only to kill the Blood lord now!" Jason said, laying down his hand of cards and motioning for the others to do the same.
"I know, but it is hard to do... you know as well as i that we were linked together." Taren said, throwing his hand into the middle of the table, "Where can i get some food? I'm starving."
"Back on topic..." Rolen said, "How will we gain Lord Caren's troops?"
"We will need to show him exactly how much danger our people are in if he refuses. If that does not work, we will need to give him the Blood Gods sword." Jason replied, with that statement the others quickly looked at each other than at him, as if he were insane for even uttering something as insane as that.
"He always carries that weapon." Tyrion said, looking over at Rolen and then back to Jason.
"There will be no way to get it." Rolen said, dealing new cards to everyone. Jason had one the last round and was now pulling the pile of gold he had won towards him.
"Fine... then we get the scale of a drakon born and raised to serve the Blood Lord. It will not be hard, and if we fail that task we will look for the Blood Lord's weapon." Jason replied, holding out a bag and piling the gold into it.
"That is still suicide... and you must know the risks my Lord." Rolen said, glancing at Tyrion as if they think they knew something Jason didnt.
"I know very well the risks... any Bosmer that holds the Blood Lord's foul weapon shall be cursed to insanity and killed. I ask not that any of you grab it, but if should fail, i ask that you should take it back to Lord Caron." Jason said, drinking the last of his wine and looking out the window to the jungle below.
"But my lord..." Rolen began, but was cut short by Jason.
"No, no protesting." Jason said, throwing down his hand and winning once again.
"I never understood how you always win." Taren grimaced, handing over another golden coin.
"That my friend is a secret." Jason replied, grabbing another hand of cards from Rolen and looking at them.
"Lets go again." Jason smirked.
"Lord Caron? You should know that he wont aid us, not after last time." Tyrion said.
"Is this how you will adress your captain? Anyway, he will aid us, he must. If we fail in destroying the Blood Lord's army here and now, they will spread North and destroy all of the Bosmer that live here." Jason said, grabbing a few cards from Rolen and looking at each in turn.
"That or enslave them..." Taren muttered darkly.
"Why do you say this brother?" Asked Yosac, he grabbed his wine bottle and taking a large gulp from it.
"Taren, i am truly sorry your brother was killed... but he pledged his life to our cause and so did you. Surely you wish only to kill the Blood lord now!" Jason said, laying down his hand of cards and motioning for the others to do the same.
"I know, but it is hard to do... you know as well as i that we were linked together." Taren said, throwing his hand into the middle of the table, "Where can i get some food? I'm starving."
"Back on topic..." Rolen said, "How will we gain Lord Caren's troops?"
"We will need to show him exactly how much danger our people are in if he refuses. If that does not work, we will need to give him the Blood Gods sword." Jason replied, with that statement the others quickly looked at each other than at him, as if he were insane for even uttering something as insane as that.
"He always carries that weapon." Tyrion said, looking over at Rolen and then back to Jason.
"There will be no way to get it." Rolen said, dealing new cards to everyone. Jason had one the last round and was now pulling the pile of gold he had won towards him.
"Fine... then we get the scale of a drakon born and raised to serve the Blood Lord. It will not be hard, and if we fail that task we will look for the Blood Lord's weapon." Jason replied, holding out a bag and piling the gold into it.
"That is still suicide... and you must know the risks my Lord." Rolen said, glancing at Tyrion as if they think they knew something Jason didnt.
"I know very well the risks... any Bosmer that holds the Blood Lord's foul weapon shall be cursed to insanity and killed. I ask not that any of you grab it, but if should fail, i ask that you should take it back to Lord Caron." Jason said, drinking the last of his wine and looking out the window to the jungle below.
"But my lord..." Rolen began, but was cut short by Jason.
"No, no protesting." Jason said, throwing down his hand and winning once again.
"I never understood how you always win." Taren grimaced, handing over another golden coin.
"That my friend is a secret." Jason replied, grabbing another hand of cards from Rolen and looking at them.
"Lets go again." Jason smirked.
Sorry about the long post, but taht should sum up what my character does for the next few hours while everyone does what they need to do.
Isaac continued his trek through the forest, listenning intently to Vivaz' story. Suddenly, his motion sensor picked up a target above them, moving fast. "Uh Zues, I got movement on my motion tracker. Something big, something fast, and something above the trees." Isaac said into his radio.
"Uh, roger that Bear Trap, we got eyes on an eleven airship near your postition."
"I vaugely remember seeing an elven airship drop down some forces near the battlefield."
"Roger that, then we can't take any chances. Firing hunter killer missles"
The airship Zues was both a HQ and a minor battleship. It's main weapon was the infamous hunter killer missles, a deadly missle prefered for aerial combat. Once a target lock was aquired, the missles launched, and were propelled by rockets towards their target. Once within about 50 feet, the casing split off the missle. The explosive missle itself continued on to it's target, while the shell broke into shrapnel, each coated with phosperous on the inside. So while the missle hit the target and exploded, it was also pasted with thousands of flaming pieces of shrapnel.
Two HK missles burst out from Zues. The first missle was deflected by flares, and missed the elven airship. The second however went straight for the target, and exploded on the hull, while the shrapnel tore at the baloon part keeping the ship aloft. The large smoking reck began to fall from the sky.
"Uh, roger that Bear Trap, we got eyes on an eleven airship near your postition."
"I vaugely remember seeing an elven airship drop down some forces near the battlefield."
"Roger that, then we can't take any chances. Firing hunter killer missles"
The airship Zues was both a HQ and a minor battleship. It's main weapon was the infamous hunter killer missles, a deadly missle prefered for aerial combat. Once a target lock was aquired, the missles launched, and were propelled by rockets towards their target. Once within about 50 feet, the casing split off the missle. The explosive missle itself continued on to it's target, while the shell broke into shrapnel, each coated with phosperous on the inside. So while the missle hit the target and exploded, it was also pasted with thousands of flaming pieces of shrapnel.
Two HK missles burst out from Zues. The first missle was deflected by flares, and missed the elven airship. The second however went straight for the target, and exploded on the hull, while the shrapnel tore at the baloon part keeping the ship aloft. The large smoking reck began to fall from the sky.
Xandus pushes him away and gets on his drakon.
"Exactly what I wanted him to do." Faren smirks.
"Do we execute the next step of our plan my lord?" Nightmare says.
"No...we have to wait for Jason to make the next move." Faren says.
"But if the dunmer makes it to-" nightmare gets cut off by Faren.
"It doesn't matter if he gets to him."
"He has what I need. Even though he doesn't realize it." Faren continues.
"You aren't seriously considering going to-" Nightmare says.
"No. Don't be foolish. We stick to the plan. You will get the body promised by me in exchange for your powers. Otherwise, I would lose 10 years of life." Faren replies. "Ofcourse, I will still have these powers when you move out, right?"
"Yes, my lord" Nightmare says.
"I will take what is rightfully mine and use it for the peace council." Faren says in a deep voice.
"Since when have you ever cared about the peace council?" Nightmare asks.
"The peace council must succeed for my plan to work." Faren says with a grin.
Faren turns to a falling airship.
"The bright skin is under attack!" Nightmare says.
"Damn you humans!" Faren yells.
Using the telekenetic orb he got from the dead peacekeeper and his vast knowledge of vehicles (both flying and ground), he repairs the ship within 10 seconds.
The marine ship shoots more rockets, but Faren uses his telekenetic orb to stop them and fire them back at the marine ship.
"Exactly what I wanted him to do." Faren smirks.
"Do we execute the next step of our plan my lord?" Nightmare says.
"No...we have to wait for Jason to make the next move." Faren says.
"But if the dunmer makes it to-" nightmare gets cut off by Faren.
"It doesn't matter if he gets to him."
"He has what I need. Even though he doesn't realize it." Faren continues.
"You aren't seriously considering going to-" Nightmare says.
"No. Don't be foolish. We stick to the plan. You will get the body promised by me in exchange for your powers. Otherwise, I would lose 10 years of life." Faren replies. "Ofcourse, I will still have these powers when you move out, right?"
"Yes, my lord" Nightmare says.
"I will take what is rightfully mine and use it for the peace council." Faren says in a deep voice.
"Since when have you ever cared about the peace council?" Nightmare asks.
"The peace council must succeed for my plan to work." Faren says with a grin.
Faren turns to a falling airship.
"The bright skin is under attack!" Nightmare says.
"Damn you humans!" Faren yells.
Using the telekenetic orb he got from the dead peacekeeper and his vast knowledge of vehicles (both flying and ground), he repairs the ship within 10 seconds.
The marine ship shoots more rockets, but Faren uses his telekenetic orb to stop them and fire them back at the marine ship.
Jason heard the first missle whistle past his ship, then the second smashed into his ship. His ship was torn nearly in two, and he heard the screams of dying crew members. He feared for his life as well as his crews.
All this lasted only ten seconds until suddenly Jason's airship was flying back above the trees and Jason immedialty shouted into the comm. "Get us out of here right now!"
His ship lurched forward and he fell back against the ground, smashing his head against a wine bottle that had flown from the table.
Cards were flying everywhere and his friends were lying either on the table or on the ground. Taren had been flung against the window and thank the gods it had held otherwise he would have plummetted to his death.
Jason looked out the back window of his ship and saw a marine ship firing rockets that didnt seem to come near Jason's ship even though he knew they were aimed to.
"Alright, those bastards want to kill us?" Fire both bolt throwers at the marines ship." Jason said over the comm.
Two seconds later, two black bolts could be seen flying towards the enemy aircraft. One grazed the underside of the ship and the other smashed into what appeared to be the captains cabin and passed clear through the ship.
"Good, now lets get out of here." Jason muttered to himself.
He was surprised those bolts had even made it to the other airship, they were now very far from each other. He shrugged and snapped his fingers, two servants came into the cabin and began picking up wine bottles and rearanging the room.
"What in all of gods name is going on here?" Tyrion growled from underneath a table. He stood up and brushed his armor off, "Why did they fire at us? Most people ask if we wish to aid them and we just sink their ship..."
"I dont know... Rolen, can you make out the numbers?" Jason asked.
"No, but the ships name is 'Zeus'. We shall record the name and make sure we get revenge for any they have killed." Rolen replied, his elven eyes easily seeing the name imprinted on the side of the airship.
"Whoever helped us we shall praise their name upon this ship, for they have saved a great many lives." Jason said, opening the door to the upper deck and walking up the stairs to asses the damage.
Nothing seemed damaged, but many had scratches from where shrapnel had struck them. Jason was relieved for he thought much more damage had awaited him up here.
"Tally the dead and we shall mourn them tonight, but now we must check the mechs and other equipment below deck." Jason told the crew.
Immediatly they ran down the steps and into the cargo bay, probably to check the mechs and fix anything that isnt in its place.
Jason glared back to 'Zeus' and almost ordered the remaining men to try and fire another tow bolts at the ship, but the bolts he had shot seemed to be doing their work.
He grinned once then turned around to help a man that had lost his lower body from a falling pillar that now seemed to be upright again.
All this lasted only ten seconds until suddenly Jason's airship was flying back above the trees and Jason immedialty shouted into the comm. "Get us out of here right now!"
His ship lurched forward and he fell back against the ground, smashing his head against a wine bottle that had flown from the table.
Cards were flying everywhere and his friends were lying either on the table or on the ground. Taren had been flung against the window and thank the gods it had held otherwise he would have plummetted to his death.
Jason looked out the back window of his ship and saw a marine ship firing rockets that didnt seem to come near Jason's ship even though he knew they were aimed to.
"Alright, those bastards want to kill us?" Fire both bolt throwers at the marines ship." Jason said over the comm.
Two seconds later, two black bolts could be seen flying towards the enemy aircraft. One grazed the underside of the ship and the other smashed into what appeared to be the captains cabin and passed clear through the ship.
"Good, now lets get out of here." Jason muttered to himself.
He was surprised those bolts had even made it to the other airship, they were now very far from each other. He shrugged and snapped his fingers, two servants came into the cabin and began picking up wine bottles and rearanging the room.
"What in all of gods name is going on here?" Tyrion growled from underneath a table. He stood up and brushed his armor off, "Why did they fire at us? Most people ask if we wish to aid them and we just sink their ship..."
"I dont know... Rolen, can you make out the numbers?" Jason asked.
"No, but the ships name is 'Zeus'. We shall record the name and make sure we get revenge for any they have killed." Rolen replied, his elven eyes easily seeing the name imprinted on the side of the airship.
"Whoever helped us we shall praise their name upon this ship, for they have saved a great many lives." Jason said, opening the door to the upper deck and walking up the stairs to asses the damage.
Nothing seemed damaged, but many had scratches from where shrapnel had struck them. Jason was relieved for he thought much more damage had awaited him up here.
"Tally the dead and we shall mourn them tonight, but now we must check the mechs and other equipment below deck." Jason told the crew.
Immediatly they ran down the steps and into the cargo bay, probably to check the mechs and fix anything that isnt in its place.
Jason glared back to 'Zeus' and almost ordered the remaining men to try and fire another tow bolts at the ship, but the bolts he had shot seemed to be doing their work.
He grinned once then turned around to help a man that had lost his lower body from a falling pillar that now seemed to be upright again.
Vivaz watched as the rockets the Marine ship fired off suddenly turned around and head back towards itself.
With a wave of his hand the fuel within the rockets turns into water, the rockets falling harmlessly back to Earth.
"Looks like someone didn't appericte you firing on that elven ship"
Vivaz stated with a slight smile, pleased with his work
With a wave of his hand the fuel within the rockets turns into water, the rockets falling harmlessly back to Earth.
"Looks like someone didn't appericte you firing on that elven ship"
Vivaz stated with a slight smile, pleased with his work
"Whats going on up there Zues" Isaac asked.
"Target is showing minor resistance; and it appears to be guarded by a telekinetic of unknown location. Firing HK's and Screamers, danger close"
"Roger that" Isaac said. He moved to a nearby rocky outcrop and took cover. He motioned Vivaz to do the same.
Four more HK's burst from Zues, all locked onto the airship. The first was deflected with more flares, and the next two were telekineticaly defused by the mysterious physcker. But the fourth hit the airship right in the cargo hold, rocking the ship and blowing a hole in the side.
The screamers came next. More of a terror weapon than anything, they were tiny flaming missles that were sprayed across any area. As the fell they made a high-pitched whine, thus thier name. They were aimed at the airship, and a deathly loud cry was heard as the thousands of shoots flew through the air. A good portion hit the airship, starting fires and breaking the baloon, but even more landed in the jungle, starting forest fires beneath the dogfight.
"Target is showing minor resistance; and it appears to be guarded by a telekinetic of unknown location. Firing HK's and Screamers, danger close"
"Roger that" Isaac said. He moved to a nearby rocky outcrop and took cover. He motioned Vivaz to do the same.
Four more HK's burst from Zues, all locked onto the airship. The first was deflected with more flares, and the next two were telekineticaly defused by the mysterious physcker. But the fourth hit the airship right in the cargo hold, rocking the ship and blowing a hole in the side.
The screamers came next. More of a terror weapon than anything, they were tiny flaming missles that were sprayed across any area. As the fell they made a high-pitched whine, thus thier name. They were aimed at the airship, and a deathly loud cry was heard as the thousands of shoots flew through the air. A good portion hit the airship, starting fires and breaking the baloon, but even more landed in the jungle, starting forest fires beneath the dogfight.