Setting
INK
The Tzen-Kul shuttle descended through the cloud cover over Tyrian, the gun ports on the eagle like wings shutting down one after another and sliding back into the hull as the shuttle switched to atmospheric flight the markings on the alien craft showing the markings of the Tzen-Nul clan.
The Tzen-Nul didn't usually land on a planet unless they had good reason to, even now it was a very peculiar reason given that the clan was generally very distrustful of things outside it's specialty.
The shuttle angled towards a nearby arena in the region of Tyrian where the line dividing the feudal and technologically advanced areas of the planet blurred, apparently there was an armour enchanter there, if they could harness this force call "magic" it would greatly increase the power of the clan.
"This is a reconnaissance and diplomacy mission, weapon won't be necessary." Zaezel's subordinates looked distrustful of him, they had all seen the dragons and giants as they flew by. "If we need assistance we can call for backup, now lets get going."
The five reptilian creatures stepped from the bay of their shuttle into the morning sunlight.
The Tzen-Nul didn't usually land on a planet unless they had good reason to, even now it was a very peculiar reason given that the clan was generally very distrustful of things outside it's specialty.
The shuttle angled towards a nearby arena in the region of Tyrian where the line dividing the feudal and technologically advanced areas of the planet blurred, apparently there was an armour enchanter there, if they could harness this force call "magic" it would greatly increase the power of the clan.
"This is a reconnaissance and diplomacy mission, weapon won't be necessary." Zaezel's subordinates looked distrustful of him, they had all seen the dragons and giants as they flew by. "If we need assistance we can call for backup, now lets get going."
The five reptilian creatures stepped from the bay of their shuttle into the morning sunlight.