Magzus clenches his fist. "Matoran! How strong is a Exo-Toa?"
The tall matoran whispers quietly. "Physically, stronger than a toa. However, it lacks powers and the best ranged attack it has would be that missile launcher on it's arm." The matoran glances around. "I'll try to distract it with one of my devices." A beam of light spears into the Exo-toa's back from the midst of foliage away from the group.
The Exo-Toa stumbles forward a step from the attack, and immediately alerts all Brotherhood forces with a signal before whirling 180 to launch its missiles in the direction of the attacker. More Exo-Toa and the patrolling Visorak converge on the location. Rahkshi hordes and additional Exo-Toa artillery are deployed as Destral goes on high alert, reinforcing the gates and walls with layers of shadow energy.
Something must have the Brotherhood real paranoid.
The tall matoran whispers quietly. "Physically, stronger than a toa. However, it lacks powers and the best ranged attack it has would be that missile launcher on it's arm." The matoran glances around. "I'll try to distract it with one of my devices." A beam of light spears into the Exo-toa's back from the midst of foliage away from the group.
The Exo-Toa stumbles forward a step from the attack, and immediately alerts all Brotherhood forces with a signal before whirling 180 to launch its missiles in the direction of the attacker. More Exo-Toa and the patrolling Visorak converge on the location. Rahkshi hordes and additional Exo-Toa artillery are deployed as Destral goes on high alert, reinforcing the gates and walls with layers of shadow energy.
Something must have the Brotherhood real paranoid.
More beams lash out at the oncoming missile and any further attackers. The more observant warriors find that their assailant is a floating glossy black sphere. "Overkill much...?"
The matoran continue sneaking up the mountain, sure to be even more careful now...
Magzus follows them and looks around for any Makuta.
Hundreds of Exo-Toa heat sensors track the party, directing the much faster Visorak swarms and Rahkshi hordes right to your location. Rahkshi of plantlife hover overhead, manipulating the shrubbery around the trespassers to choke them.
Magzus follows them and looks around for any Makuta.
Hundreds of Exo-Toa heat sensors track the party, directing the much faster Visorak swarms and Rahkshi hordes right to your location. Rahkshi of plantlife hover overhead, manipulating the shrubbery around the trespassers to choke them.
Magzus takes an attempt to burn the shrubbery around him. "I hate Rahkshi!"
Hundreds of Exo-Toa heat sensors track the party, directing the much faster Visorak swarms and Rahkshi hordes right to your location. Rahkshi of plantlife hover overhead, manipulating the shrubbery around the trespassers to choke them.
Magzus takes an attempt to burn the shrubbery around him. "I hate Rahkshi!"
The Ce-matoran activate their cloaking technology, vanishing from the Exo-toa's sensors. Multiple Rahkshi find their staffs pulled from their hands by an invisible force. The Av-matoran deploy Freezing kanoka saws to deal with the plants. Thinking better of planting lightvines with those rahkshi nearby, they instead fire bolts of solid light at any rahkshi that comes near. The tall matoran directs the rest of his spheres to assist. Two fire freezing beams to delay pursuit, one fires heat beams at the rahkshi overhead, and two rain bolts of lightning on the visorak.
Hundreds of Exo-Toa heat sensors track the party, directing the much faster Visorak swarms and Rahkshi hordes right to your location. Rahkshi of plantlife hover overhead, manipulating the shrubbery around the trespassers to choke them.
Magzus takes an attempt to burn the shrubbery around him. "I hate Rahkshi!"
The plantlife burns, and the party is grossly exposed. An army of Rahkshi and Visorak close in, while hundreds of Exo-Toa stand shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Destral's walls.
Magzus takes an attempt to burn the shrubbery around him. "I hate Rahkshi!"
The Ce-matoran activate their cloaking technology, vanishing from the Exo-toa's sensors. Multiple Rahkshi find their staffs pulled from their hands by an invisible force. The Av-matoran deploy Freezing kanoka saws to deal with the plants. Thinking better of planting lightvines with those rahkshi nearby, they instead fire bolts of solid light at any rahkshi that comes near. The tall matoran directs the rest of his spheres to assist. Two fire freezing beams to delay pursuit, one fires heat beams at the rahkshi overhead, and two rain bolts of lightning on the visorak.
The cloaking does little to hide their heat signatures, especially the Toa of Fire's. Many Rahkshi fry as the light consumes their Kraata, and so they keep their distance. Rahkshi of Heat Vision tear through the ice without a problem, and Rahkshi of Weather Control summon a snowstorm to make the cloaking completely useless as the white gathers on the trespassers' bodies. Hundreds of Visorak are nearly upon them. To make matters worse, Rahkshi of Accuracy upon the walls of Destral take aim with long, alien-looking rifles that glow softly with an orange aura.
Snipers.
Many flashes of blue light illuminate the dark, and a multitude of Exo-Toa appear in front of the wall made of their brethren. These ones are different, as instead of grey, silver, and black, they are all completely a glossy pitch-black with thin, ornate streams of orange light decorating their carapaces. Their Electro-Rocket launchers have been replaced by equally massive alien-looking weapons with multiple barrels, and their claw arm now ends in a large, transparent orange shield that covers their entire front, with a notch in the side for their weapons to fire through.
Magzus takes an attempt to burn the shrubbery around him. "I hate Rahkshi!"
The plantlife burns, and the party is grossly exposed. An army of Rahkshi and Visorak close in, while hundreds of Exo-Toa stand shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Destral's walls.
Magzus engulfs his body in flames as some sort of armor.
The Ce-matoran activate their cloaking technology, vanishing from the Exo-toa's sensors. Multiple Rahkshi find their staffs pulled from their hands by an invisible force. The Av-matoran deploy Freezing kanoka saws to deal with the plants. Thinking better of planting lightvines with those rahkshi nearby, they instead fire bolts of solid light at any rahkshi that comes near. The tall matoran directs the rest of his spheres to assist. Two fire freezing beams to delay pursuit, one fires heat beams at the rahkshi overhead, and two rain bolts of lightning on the visorak.
The cloaking does little to hide their heat signatures, especially the Toa of Fire's. Many Rahkshi fry as the light consumes their Kraata, and so they keep their distance. Rahkshi of Heat Vision tear through the ice without a problem, and Rahkshi of Weather Control summon a snowstorm to make the cloaking completely useless as the white gathers on the trespassers' bodies. Hundreds of Visorak are nearly upon them. To make matters worse, Rahkshi of Accuracy upon the walls of Destral take aim with long, alien-looking rifles that glow softly with an orange aura.
Snipers.
Many flashes of blue light illuminate the dark, and a multitude of Exo-Toa appear in front of the wall made of their brethren. These ones are different, as instead of grey, silver, and black, they are all completely a glossy pitch-black with thin, ornate streams of orange light decorating their carapaces. Their Electro-Rocket launchers have been replaced by equally massive alien-looking weapons with multiple barrels, and their claw arm now ends in a large, transparent orange shield that covers their entire front, with a notch in the side for their weapons to fire through.
The matorans' eyes widen. "We had no idea they had things like this..." The snowstorm is suddenly aggravated by technology the matoran carry, snowing faster and thicker to block the sight of the snipers. "Let's go, toa. We have no clue what these machines are capable of, and we've evidently failed to be stealthy. We have teleporters, but they won't help us when they're shooting at us." The tall matoran's orbs carve a sliding path down the mountain for the group. The Ce-matoran leap in first while the Av-matoran fend off visorak and rahkshi using their light weaponry and their armor's claws.
The cloaking does little to hide their heat signatures, especially the Toa of Fire's. Many Rahkshi fry as the light consumes their Kraata, and so they keep their distance. Rahkshi of Heat Vision tear through the ice without a problem, and Rahkshi of Weather Control summon a snowstorm to make the cloaking completely useless as the white gathers on the trespassers' bodies. Hundreds of Visorak are nearly upon them. To make matters worse, Rahkshi of Accuracy upon the walls of Destral take aim with long, alien-looking rifles that glow softly with an orange aura.
Snipers.
Many flashes of blue light illuminate the dark, and a multitude of Exo-Toa appear in front of the wall made of their brethren. These ones are different, as instead of grey, silver, and black, they are all completely a glossy pitch-black with thin, ornate streams of orange light decorating their carapaces. Their Electro-Rocket launchers have been replaced by equally massive alien-looking weapons with multiple barrels, and their claw arm now ends in a large, transparent orange shield that covers their entire front, with a notch in the side for their weapons to fire through.
The matorans' eyes widen. "We had no idea they had things like this..." The snowstorm is suddenly aggravated by technology the matoran carry, snowing faster and thicker to block the sight of the snipers. "Let's go, toa. We have no clue what these machines are capable of, and we've evidently failed to be stealthy. We have teleporters, but they won't help us when they're shooting at us." The tall matoran's orbs carve a sliding path down the mountain for the group. The Ce-matoran leap in first while the Av-matoran fend off visorak and rahkshi using their light weaponry and their armor's claws.
A beam of light streaks away from Destral.
Magzus' body returns to normal and he looks at the matoran in angry manner "You'd give up now? I can shield us all for a while!"
The matorans' eyes widen. "We had no idea they had things like this..." The snowstorm is suddenly aggravated by technology the matoran carry, snowing faster and thicker to block the sight of the snipers. "Let's go, toa. We have no clue what these machines are capable of, and we've evidently failed to be stealthy. We have teleporters, but they won't help us when they're shooting at us." The tall matoran's orbs carve a sliding path down the mountain for the group. The Ce-matoran leap in first while the Av-matoran fend off visorak and rahkshi using their light weaponry and their armor's claws.
A beam of light streaks away from Destral.
Magzus' body returns to normal and he looks at the matoran in angry manner "You'd give up now? I can shield us all for a while!"
"Those rahkshi could be about to shoot you with felnas kanoka for all you know! Or perhaps lightning, or any number of things neither of us can block!"
Magzus' body returns to normal and he looks at the matoran in angry manner "You'd give up now? I can shield us all for a while!"
"Those rahkshi could be about to shoot you with felnas kanoka for all you know! Or perhaps lightning, or any number of things neither of us can block!"
Magzus clenches his fists "Fine, have it your way!"
"Those rahkshi could be about to shoot you with felnas kanoka for all you know! Or perhaps lightning, or any number of things neither of us can block!"
Magzus clenches his fists "Fine, have it your way!"
OOC: Can a Hau even block lightning?
OOC: Uhh. Maybe? You'd have to know it was coming, I think.