Across the Peaks

As the racers start appearing on the mountain track their mounts begin to swerve and dodge as arrows and spears slam into the track from each side of the race track. Looking to the side they see groups of small mushroom creatures firing bows and throwing spears towards their positions wildly while yelling in a strange language, looks of anger and fear on their faces as slightly larger mushroom beings stand behind their groups and yell out orders with steely determination. Watching the taller commander raise its arm, Tyr spurs her mount forward as another rain of projectiles screech through the air before landing along the track behind her. As the assault continues small puffs of purple gas begins to rise from the impact sites, poison spreading across the ground and rising along the route.