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Miidnight Melody generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
10!
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 Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 6:37 pm
Character: Ekundayo
Stage: Apprentice
Luck: 3
Dragon: Ysali
Success rate: 71 - 100
Lost . . .
5(5/11) = 2.3 EXP
2.3 + 2.3 = 4.6 EXP now
Gained 1 LUK EXP
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Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 7:04 pm
Damn it, damn it, damn it! The young oblivionite couldn’t believe the terrible streak he’s been having now. He was covered from head to toe in scars, bruises, and bandages after his last meeting with his instructor. In the end of their lovely time together, Eku was kicked right back out again for another hunt and Cassius wanted to see a good result this time; a victor against the dragons. Because the next time they meet, and if he doesn’t have an orb at hand . . . things will not be well for Eku. And it is something that he is deadly afraid of.
He ventured into the forest again with Vilzun at his side. The young drakein looked so happy and completely oblivious to what his master is going through in mind. “Ysali, Ysali . . .” He muttered to himself. It was a mantra in hopes that he will find one that is weak enough for him to kill and retrieve the orb from the ash and dust. Eku was desperate to do it. He can’t go back home in another defeat. His senses grew sharp when he heard the sudden sound beyond the bushes. Vilzun was curious of what it could be but he was held of tightly by Eku when he felt the hand on one of his wings. “No, Eku be goin’ alone . . .” The last hunt ended up as a failure because Vilzun walked up to the Ysali and talked to each other as if they were friends and probably smelled that he was with someone. He didn’t want to remember it at all for it was the most embarrassing moment of his life.
His soulless eyes peered through the shadowy foliage around him to see what was causing the commotion. Then he came across what appears to be a baby dragon. It looked so tiny, so helpless, and probably waiting for its parent to come back after a hunt for food for it. Any other person would turn the other way because it was still young and need to grow up to become an adult. But he doesn’t care. It was a task that he needs to accomplish and it will be one way or another. And it will be easy; so easy that he couldn’t believe it. Eku was so focused on his target that he didn’t realized that Vilzun has walked up behind him to see what he was doing. But soon the baby drakein was bored already and rather hungry too. He stood rather close to the voodoo boy and smelled his scent. When a breeze blew by them, a bit of Eku’s vibrant wrap skirt fluttered in his face and Vilzun was entranced by the bright orange color as he instantly thought that it must be delicious. He licked his scaly lips and stepped he stepped forward and snapped right onto the fabric; just when Eku was about to stepped out to confront the baby . . .
His feet stood firm on the soft soil as he stood in front of the baby Ysali. He heard it squealing softly in sheer shock that an intruder appeared. Eku glared upon the startled creature and was about to speak through his stitched lips until he realized . . . how did it become colder? That was when he looked down to see just his boots and his legs . . . “WHERE DID EKU’S SKIRT GO?!?” His voice shrilled loudly in the forest that all the creatures, big and small, heard him and were in complete shock as they ran away; including the Ysali who cries out for its parent. The poor Oblivionite crawled his way back to the bushes to hide his shameful appearance. “VILZUN! GIVE BACK EKU’S SKIRT!” He had lost his target and now had to struggle to win the game of tug o’ war with Vilzun to win back his skirt and some of his dignity. The young voodoo boy knew that his time of living will soon be at an end as he returns home with no prize to show.
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