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The Anesthesia rolled 1 100-sided dice:
37
Total: 37 (1-100)
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 Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 6:22 pm
HP || 28
Attack || 19
Defense || 18
Magic || 17
Speed || 18
RAPTRIX (pl. Raptri) - These unique creatures are quite large, the tops of their heads sometimes standing above that of an earthling's. They are carnivorous beasts with facial features very reminiscent of a canine's, including their sharp teeth. Their paws sport a series of sharp talons, perfect for use against their opponents.
Difficulty || 15
Defense || 16
xxx>Intelligence || 19
Character || Nera
Stage || Beast Charmer
Battling || Raprix
Battle Stat || 19
Defense || 16
Roll Needed || 80 - 100
Rolled || 37
Outcome || [lose]
Experience earned ||
[15] x 2 ) / [2] = [ 15 ]
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2016 11:18 am
Nera squirmed, flailed and growled as a giant paw pinned her head and upper chest firmly into the gritty arena floor. Yesterday the beast had simply toyed with her, wore her down until her time expired and wounded her pride. Today the Raptrix was far more aggressive--- well not exactly aggressive--- he puffed himself up and cockily pranced around the young-woman, snapping at her playfully and toppling her over with ease like an untrained puppy. “You d**k, get off of me!” Twisting at her narrow hips Nera roared between mouthfuls of sand and attempted to crawl away from the colossal beast that just seemed to take delight in humiliating her.
“Boof,” a throaty albeit happy noise was the reply the Raptrix gave in response to Nera’s heated demand. He wasn’t about to just move, he had earned his spot as the dominate combatant, all he had to do was wait a bit longer and another meaty steak would be his for the taking. Flexing his talons across the upper part of Nera’s back the unnamed Raptrix gave another amused woof of sorts and flopped forward pinning the caramel-complexioned Oban prone. The white-maned whelp was so irritated with his superiority, her nonsensical words were imploring but he fully ignored them, from the stands the Raptrix could see that his actions delighted Jihad the Ringmaster, he doubled over with laughter and pointed a thick finger in towards them.
“Okay, okay, I think Princess has had enough today. Good boy.” Whistling loudly the man with a skull tattooed over his face gave the all clear signal and exited towards the rear of the arena leaving Nera to pick herself from the dirt and scamper away to nurse her ego.
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