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robot kitten rolled 2 100-sided dice:
43, 98
Total: 141 (2-200)
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 7:35 am
Character: Kadryn Stage: Adept words: #33A7FF Luck: 21 Dragon: Firani
Success Rate: 81-100
Facing 2 Dragons! Both Firani. One will jump her after her first fight. 9.7/23 exp current First: Loss! 5(30/23)= 6.5 exp gained new exp = 16.2/23 Actually got 15 exp... 23/5(30/23)= 15exp so 9.7+15= 24.7 A level gained (1 to each stat.) 4.7 left over +1 LUK EXP Second: Win! 23(30/23)= 30 exp 4.7+30= 34.7/24 means 10.7/25 is left. Level gained!! (+1 to all stats) +1 LUK +1 Firani Orb
+2 to ATK, DEF, INT
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:02 am
Kadryn left her meeting with Eanah and headed out into the desert of Eowyn. Flying high above the golden sand dunes, she enjoyed riding the thermals and spiraling higher and higher until she felt the air get too thin. Swooping about and just entertaining herself by chasing imaginary enemies, Kadryn didn’t see the red dragon charge her from behind. The wind whistling in her ears covered up the flapping if the dragon’s wings until her was too close and then Kadryn felt a ball of heat blast above her as the Firani barely missed his mark.
Quickly diving down, Kadryn flipped over and got a look at her ambusher. Larger that the one she and Grrel had tried to fight; his scales were a deep red with a bright crimson highlight. His wings and hide bore many scars and his mouth was opening to lose another fireball her way. The dragons’ open mouth reminded Kadryn of her father’s forge, hot and with the fiery embers flaring as the bellows were compressed to cause a huge gorge of flame to flare up. Deciding that this one was too strong, Kadryn furled her wings in close and dove towards the distant surface. Perhaps she could lose him in the sandy dunes... knowing that her blue coloring stood out brightly against the golden sand, Kadryn reached into her bag to grab her light brown cloak for when she finally landed.
“Hope this one leaves me alone, I’m not quite ready to face a fire that large... maybe I’ll run into a smaller one before this afternoon…” She muttered as she flared her wings and landed with a soft thud. She hid her large blue wings away again. Fighting a Firani with flammable wings out was a bad idea… she didn’t want to have them burned to a crisp and never be able to fly again…
Sliding her cloak on, she slid down the dune and flattened herself into its side to hide from the Firani that she’d just run from. It swopped down and flapped slowly over her, its long snaking neck swinging around to try and spot her. After a while Kadryn herd it fly off, apparently it’d given up on finding the tasty blue morsel it’d run into.
Just before she was about to stand up and go off searching for another dragon, Kadryn heard the snuffling of another dragon nearby. Crawling around, Kadryn began to quietly move towards the source of sound. As she crested a dune, she spotted a much smaller and not as scarred young female Firani. It was digging for something in the sand and not paying attention at all. Gripping her mace, Kadryn launched herself down the dune’s side.
The dragon’s head flew up and starred at Kadryn, a tail from her meal that she’d dug out hung between the sharp teeth. Feeling her blood begin to boil, Kadryn threw off the cloak and loosed a battle cry as she crossed the last few feet to her foe.
The dragon slurped the critter down quickly to free her mouth for the coming battle. Kadryn crashed into the dragon’s side, smashing the scales apart in a burst of blood. The angry bellow the smaller Firani loosed was followed by a line of fire that Kadryn quickly dodged before launching herself onto the dragon’s back. Kadryn wrapped her legs tightly around the base of the dragon’s neck and began to pound away at the spine. Every now and then she would grab at and bite, rip, or smash with her mace the wings that the dragon frantically beat at her to get he pain to stop. Kadryn only laughed and continued to claw and smash at the neck in front of her, she was in the only spot that the dragon couldn’t really reach with its flame. The dragon tried to throw her off by jumping around and bucking, but Kadryn’s legs were as strong as the rest of her and she held on through out the wild ride, spattered in blood with a gash across her cheek from the dragon’s wing claw she laughed with berserk delight as her blood pounded and she felt only the thrill of battle. Eventually the dragon’s cries weakened and Kadryn’s mace finally broke the spine. With one last shudder the dragon collapsed, fading away in a bloody mess to leave its orb behind. Lying next to the orb was a scale that she’d broken off during the battle, about eth size of her head its red gleam shone with an inner fire. Smiling, Kadryn walked over and picked up both the scale and the orb. Two prizes to remember her first Firani kill with.
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