Emery the Steelrunner

The wind whistled and sang as Ryker fell through the crisp clear air. He reached to his side and clicked a switch into place. With a clang, the spring loaded wings of the pack unfurled. “Alright, easy in and out Ryk.” The gliding man said to himself. “Just don’t get spotted.” He angled himself, so he would only cast a thin line of a shadow as he glided towards the fortress. This has been a trick he learned while watching the Gust-hawks of his home city of Caelum. Unfortunately, this made the sunlight bounce off his highly reflective silvery-white, magnesium alloy wings; making him clearly visible to the circling warplanes. Luckily, the planes appeared content to bomb the people below, and fight one another for the time being. As he was trying to not get spotted by the fortress or the soldiers below, he felt confident in his route, and smiled smugly. @Eluvianii, and anyone else flying in a plane.

Welcome to the shard @alexyquest!

Welcome to the insanity and awesomeness of the shard @SirLanz-a-lot!

Viator ran through the narrow alleyways, heart pounding, and lungs burning, Pacis right behind him. “Stop in the name of Aquila!” The lead Pacis yelled. “I didn’t even do anything wrong!” Viator yelled, dodging around a street vendor. “I payed for the fuel!” Either the Pacis didn’t hear, or more likely, they didn’t care. “Stop that Mystic!” The Pacis shouted. Another Pacis up the street heard and turned to face down Viator. “Tere above!” Viator swore, “Just leave me alone!” His eyes started to burn with a purple crackling glow, and with a growl he ripped four holes into reality. A portal ringed with a dark purple and black storm ripped into existence in front of him and behind him. The Pacis collided, and their armor made a satisfying clangor. “Ha!” Viator exclaimed, and fell through a portal on the street below. He briefly passed through the shimmering enchanted realm… and promptly got the wind knocked out of him from the street below.