[center][h1][b][i][color=00a651]Tinkertown[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center]

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/8GW1pfT.jpg?1[/img][h3]The Jub Jub Bird[/h3][/center]

    [color=9e005d]"Yesss... yesss! Die! Die you weak, pathetic Fools!!"[/color] The harpy screamed, hovering over the village. Tinkertown was built into the ruins of one of the structures of the ancients. It seemed unreachable from the ground, a protected spire on a mountain's peak calling the clouds it's friends. Unreachable from the ground, sure, but not so unreachable if you could pick up your force and drop them on balconies, on roof tops, and on ledges. Late the day before she had drugged a herd of twelve lizard-bears and had gently placed them into their positions. It was a perfect set up for the meager and unprepared peasants of this disgusting place, they didn't have a watch or guard posted at all so they had no idea. When the lizard-bears awoke, they began to wreak havoc, and havoc was what Jub Jub loved the most. 


    As an added bonus, there was an Oracle here... somewhere. If she could murder the strange creature and bring it's wrecked body, or maybe just its head, Draygon would be well pleased. 

    The lizard-bears had ripped into a few of the villagers, Jub saw their blood stain the steps and it made her mouth water. The villagers had been herded into one of the central buildings by four of the more furious bears. The other eight had shrunk away into corners and were trying to find a way down. Fools, this is a one way trip for them, there is no way down but the fall, no way down but death. Jub smiled and licked her fangs. 

    [color=f26522]"You.. Will... NOT!.. take them!!!"[/color] Came a scream from the building being molested by one of the bears, suddenly a spike of mountain sprung from the door and pierced the animal through it's torso. It whimpered lightly and died quickly. The cry of their dying fellow lizard-bear worked the other three increased their ferocity, and three more from the group trying to get down responded as well and began scratching at the doors and walls which were protecting the villagers inside. 

    Jub took to the skies and with a few strong flaps of her wings she flew around the mountain village, looking for some sign of where the Oracle shrine might be. That rock spire was obviously the work of the fool wizard who guarded these parts, so somewhere in this disgustingly clean spire of houses there had to be one of those pods, but where? Well, it didn't matter, once the lizard-bears murdered their way through the townsfolk they would find the pod and if they didn't eat the inhabitant then Jub Jub would surely have her blood. She continued to circle the village. 

[@Ponn]