START A RIOT / mass raid + takeover

[fulzanin]

<the fiercest storm only hardened my resolve>

So no fighting had broken out yet. There were offensive lines, yes, that he could easily see. He could easily associate them with other sights he had seen back in his home land (or era, more like). He and his fellow pterosaurs would sit upon mighty and sheer cliffs and watch the squabbles of 'lesser' and wingless beings below. Except now? This time? He was intervening. It wasn't really intervention, more like participation. The pterosaur didn't truly care for the specifics of that train of thought. He had a bracelet around his tail, and now the colorful cloth to differentiate him from the 'vile Pittians' that stood on the other side of the three bound groups.

Yes, he could hear the talking. These stupid sensitive senses that he had aquired allowed for him to hear with ease. Lightning in the air to a creature that flew all the time - and was currently doing such a thing? It scared him. It rattled him, twisting back in the air and craning his head as if he would somehow be able to move away from the strikes of lightning. Although he wasn't that high into the air, more so hopping and flapping rapidly. They were still talking, weren't they? He clicked his beak. Tanteri wouldn't consider himself impatient, but being on the ground was far from his favorite even with how hazardous the air was. He beat his wings and flung himself into the air with one hearty downstroke. More smaller flaps followed, before he then dove, snagging some poor Pittian NPC to only shoot right back up into the air again. Then it was a simple drop, releasing the hold while his wings spread catch the air and keep himself airborne. There. It was simple! He banked and turned to not watch how the body would smack harshly into the ground by gravity's claws, quickly lowering back from the air. Getting struck by lightning or tossed by the rampant winds were not any better than where he had been impatiently on the ground prior.

TAGS 9/27/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Tanteri
✧ physically medium, mentally medium
✧ cis male| he/him
✧ the typhoon

APPEARANCE.
✧ pteranodon {ref} | health: 100%
— a dull grey pteranodon with a blue crest, which has a jagged cut in the front-center. He has a reddish brown stripe that goes down his spine and jags out in triangles onto his shoulders. His beak is yellow, but turns blue as it goes closer to his face. His wings are a deeper grey, with blue dots surrounding the section that connects the webbing to his torso. He has three talons on each wing which are used for picking up objects and slashing. His feet are small and connected to his wings by his ankles. His tail is long and mutated. Six prongs stick off of the tail, with the same dark grey webbing as his wings connecting them. These prongs have spikes on the end. The webbing on his tail also has navy blue dots where the webbing connects to his tail. His eyes are a light blue, with a deeper blue pupil.

PERSONALITY.
✧ loyal, hardworking, self-efficient, group-hunter
✧ sensitive, cautious, inquisitive
✧ loud and noisy, self preservationist, survival based, easily angered

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ markoa x tokak | npc x npc [first gen]
✧ upoa
✧ polyromantic demisexual | looking

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally medium | mutated tail | beak and talons are preferred fighting methods | enhanced senses
✧ hard provoke | will kill
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions in bolded #68D3A4 | attack in #900C3F | mention [member=7490]Tanteri[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ his crest wound came from a crash landing- Tanteri would like for everyone to think that he had gained such in a fight.