[Riverside path]<br/>The path back to the Wayawulf village along the river was strewn with white pebble, bleached by the sun and smoothed by the river, they offered a slippery resistance to the Drask and his braves. From behind soon came the click clack foot falls of two bird wyverns and the THRACK of a zinogers claws over the pebbles, the braves greeted Springlatch with howls of triumph and the shout, "HERE IS THE CHAMPION, HIS NAME IS SPRING-LATCH, HE FLUNG FIFTY HEADS FIFTY TIMES HIGHER! HAO-HAAOOOOO!"<br/><br/>The Drask saw Latch and a huge grin crossed his face, his laughter began soft, and rose to a grand bellow, so much so that he stumbled twice  and had to catch himself. "HE WENT INTO BATTLE THIN--AND CAME BACK WITH A WIN-HAO-HAO--BELLY BELOW, SQUALL AT SIDE,  MADE THE DRASK LAUGH AND GRIN. HAO-HAOOOO!"<br/><br/>It was a fine march, Latch's arival made the braves jolly and rose their moral, of coarse the Drask would laugh, most of them would likely see the Jaggi in goggles as a good omen from this point in time.<br/>-<br/><br/>[Riverside Path: 39 leagues away from Wayawulf Village]<br/>The men had since gone into a soft chattering, discussing their losses and ideas for the future, they felt already at home, then suddenly the Drasks ears twitched and he bellowed "QUIET!"...there was a soft rumble, like a distant waterfall, it grew louder, and louder until one would think an earthquake would soon be upon us, then the Drask turned, his scar riddled face in full focus, his body squaring up with his attention.<br/><br/>From the east along the white stones were two machines of metal, enormous motorcycles, their wheels armored, their chassies broad, and astride them each were two great Baggi, at each of the enormous motorcycles sides were two side cars, each with another great wyvern with light bowguns resemboling automatic rifles, optimized for fire from such a vehicle. They barreled from the left side of the river and oppened fire at point blank with their automatic bowguns, two vehicles meant two rounds of fire, and though one of the braves managed to wretch the second gunners weapon from his claws, he simply produced a second stored in the motorcycle and continued fireing, up untill the Drask lept straigth into the side car and flung the bastard out. The driver however gave the Drasks face a firm boot straight off of the vehicle, and the upcoming motorcycle swung by, while the side car gunner brought his bowguns wooden butt straight into the drasks face at full speed, The drask was flung head over heels...and what does he do? He pops up roaring bloody murder at the wyverns as if theyd just kicked his boy...then he realized they werent turning around. His vision narrowed, focusing in on the speedsters...he whispered, "they mean to strike our home..." he repeated this growing louder with each word untill it was a bellow, "THEY TARGET WAYAWULF!...in the moment following up to his next phrase his rage boiled into a storm, as the Drask hit a stage three charge, he howled to the sky, lightning blew the stones at his feet into the air as the same repeated thruout the braves, their spikes all shooting up in rage. Mavolus would feel these bolts like a lovely boost of adrenalin, but Dra' Vadmaku lept over Springlatch and pepper, he two shot into the blue rage of the Zinogre, but his body absorbed the lightning emited from the other braves. Sheltering the bird wyverns from the blinding storm. He remained as the Drask roared and charged down river, lightning surging from their forms and snapped at the stones nearby, it was a terrifying sight...who wouldn't want such a force on their side?"<br/><br/>When the group arrived in Wayawulf it was havoc, the two cycles had near torn the villiage to pieces, three villiagers were shot to death, five were injured, and holes riddled near every structure including the great Wigwam, [i]Wayawulf Lodge[i]. By the time Mav, Latch, and Pepper saw the assaulters, they were fried to a crisp, and being torn limb from limb by the angered braves, pieces of them swallowed by wolven maws, when the Drask pulled his eyes away from the target of his wrath, he trudged by Mav saying, "I'm sorry you didn't get a bite of our foes meat, I wont blame you if you choose to remain hungry, but if you can we will use the bones from this kill to make a great stew in the great wigwam, help yourself to a few gallons, you more than earned it...Nonumi daughter...take these warriors to their ally, the large Neopteran that was brought to the Shaman, she needs to see them well.