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JetAlmeara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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 Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 5:26 am
Aerith Defending against Firith
HP - 38/40 - 7 (Ariculeth) = 28/40
Attack - 2d4+1
Accuracy - 6
Defence - 1d6+1
Aerith did not even see the giant bronze coming, she was so focused on the green threat that the giant bronze took her almost completely by surprise and she keening in distress as the giant dragon tore at her. Recovering from the initial surprise she was able to back off and refocus, saw others arriving and taking on the bronze threat..and turned her attention back to the vicious green. It was sad to see what had become of a young dragon she had known as a hatching..to see how much anger and easy violence rolled off of her. A pity..a sad pity.
Unsurprisingly the green attacked once more and Aerith, already wounded and hindered could do little else but try to avoid the attacks. She was a touch slower this time then last..but still fast enough to avoid the majority of the green's attack.
'Mine' She keened 'Mine we have to leave as soon as we can' She urged her rider and when the young gold issued her command Aerith all but sagged in brief relief, and made a beeline for her rider where she fought with the green's. She would clutch hers and they would leave..this fighting was not the place for them, just as it was not the place for the rogue gold who was leaving as was wise.
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TawnyAngel rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 5:26 am
C'tis - Attacking Anali
HP: 9/25
Attack: 1d6+1 +3(barbed lash)
Accuracy: -3
Damage: 4 + 1 + 3 = 8
s**t!
He saw the woman too late to dodge properly and her knife cut painfully across his arm. Teeth bared C'tis sprang back a stride and as soon as his feet hit the ground he struck out in reply with his whip. He was bleeding quite freely now and wasn't much fancying his chances regardless of their reinforcements. Maybe he should try to break away and get to Berath, she'd provide some cover and he should help her to defend his friend's father. If Bereck died Aleck would never forgive him; it looked like the man was still conscious at the moment but he wouldn't stand up to much more punishment, and he wouldn't put it past one of these b*****d (cunning, efficient) wherholders to go in for the kill.
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JetAlmeara rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 5:48 am
Mercy attacking Ralla
HP = 25/25 = 16/25
Attack - 1d6+1 +2 (blunt) = 7
Defense - 1d4+1
Accuracy - (-3)
Mercy was not a fighter..she had never been a fighter and it was likely that no matter how much training those around her tried to give that she would ever actually be a fighter. So when the green rider suddenly flew at her with a knife Mercy backpedaled, turning to take the strike on the upped arm and shoulder. It was long and painful and made her stumble, but at least it didn't hit any vital parts. As she fell her good hand, thrust out to catch herself and found a stick on the ground, without really thinking her fingers closed around the blunt object and she swung, as hard as she could at the green riders looming head.
Aerith was speaking sense, urging them to flee and as soon as the white was close enough that's just what Mercy intended to do. From the corner of her eye she thought she saw a familiar person. Fick? Was that Fick? She hadn't seen him in the initial gathering but she had been a bit distracted and with horror she watch him attack someone...he might as well as stabbed her in the heart really, it didn't seem like he would be saving anyone today. She supposed she shouldn't be surprised..sure he had helped her survive during the revolution but he was been months under Keller's foot..who knew what sort of things he had been told and what he believed now. One thing was clear...you just couldn't trust anyone anymore and she was tired of fighting and disaster and heartache..wasn't thread enough for all of them to deal with?
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The Nozomi rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:05 am
Kibeth - Defending against Celandine
HP 54/60
Defense: 2 - 2 = 0 (oh kibeth y)
Cepheith raced in and saved the day, the big golden lout. Wanting some ichor on her fangs, Kibeth hissed at the gold her irritation but without, thankfully, the desire to kill her lurking.
Then something slashed her, invoking a snarl and an instantly defensive posture as a line of painful heat cut at her foreleg. Kibeth turned to her attacker - human. Call me a runt? The crimson dragon barked, throwing the weight of her angry mindvoice at Celandine and anyone else who would listen. You filthy wherholder, using that word? The dragon backpedaled either way, unwilling to harm a human no matter how much she dearly wanted to, ichor dripping from the cut.
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Naree rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:33 am
Canoake Attacking S'dekai
((from what I can tell he is just standing there))
Breathing heavily, Canoake's eyes narrowed. The white rider was fighting with Ralla. She saw that A'nos and Anali had the blue rider under control. But where was that sharding bronze rider? That traitor? She didn't have much left in her but if she could harm him, at least get a striking blow.
Moving quickly, trying to ignore the other fighting, and with her bloodied knife, she stabbed towards S'dekai.
Just then, her dragon called for her and she saw Tatath still pinned under Pioth. "Let her up!"
HP: 11/25
Attack: 1d6 +4 (bladed knife)
Total Damage: 2+4= 6
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Meepfur rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-8)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:38 am
Firith attacking Pioth
50/50
3+2=5
MISS
So Aerith was going to run, hmm? Coward. Firith would have chased after her, but there were more pressing matters -like how her fellow green had been pinned by a bronze. The Warden bellowed furiously and charged in. Release her, traitor!
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Meepfur rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:42 am
Ivanhoth attacking Malcarreth
31/60
4+2=6
MISS
It hurt, but it didn't matter. What was a few more scars? Ivanhoth bared his teeth in a snarl and clawed at the spotted dragon.
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Meepfur rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:45 am
Anali attacking C'tis
17/30
3+2+3=8 damage
Being whipped was...unpleasant, to say the very least, but Anali wouldn't be easily driven off, and slashed at the bluerider a second time.
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Meepfur rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:51 am
Ralla attacking Mercy
17/25
2+1+3=6 damage
Ralla reeled back when struck, but quickly shook it off and attacked Mercy again, attempting to slash at her face.
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Meepfur rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:54 am
Celandine attacking Kibeth
30/30
1+2+3=6 damage
"You should never have been allowed to hatch. You are an aberration!" Celandine lashed her whip again. "You should have been smashed like any other dud egg."
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The Nozomi rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 6:54 am
Kibeth - attacking Celandisk
HP 48/60
8 + 2 = 10
Accuracy 6
Human with her whips and familiar hateful words. Kibeth laughed in the humans mind, half-mad with lose of her rider to not keep her in line while fighting.
For that, I'm going to feast on your bondmate with that lovely golden queen. so much for their equality. Kibeth bore the scorn and the pain with a muted growl and turned back to wher the sharding blue wher had decided to go after an infant she claimed as Hers for the time being. She could not hurt the human, though she attempted to angle herself in the way (and, in her rage, failed). But no, she bit at the blue wher with a low rumble of hate, claws slashing should he try to escape.
Even when trying to chew the blue to shreds, she called out to Cephieth and the blackrider. Unless you want a dead weyrling, I suggest one of you do something and get him out.
Let the little human score her flesh; she'd destroy her bondmate. See how SHE liked it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:26 am
S’dekai and Pioth
19/25
59/65
The gold’s command stunned every dragon on the field. S’dekai and Pioth watched her vanish between with expressions of equal quiet resignation.
They couldn’t go home again.
Then there were wherholders coming at them. Pioth reared, retreating from the other green’s furious strike, unintentionally releasing Tatath in the process. S’dekai bolted, taking a slash across the ribs as he did so but reaching out to grab Pioth's straps and swing aboard.
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Naree rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:34 am
Tatath Attacking Pioth
Released, thanks mainly to Firith's charge, the green flipped over and hissed angrily. She was bruised but still able to fight. The stupid red dragon was attacking a fellow wherholder and her beast but the bronze... He was fleeing!
NO! You will not be allowed to leave!
But her wing was sore and she could not get to him without trampling others nearby. Stop him!
HP:45/50
Attack: 2d4+2
MISS!
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Tuatha De rolled 1 100-sided dice:
42
Total: 42 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 7:53 am
S'dekai and Pioth - Fleeing
Up he swung, onto the bronze's back. Closing his eyes, S'dekai visualized the map - the coordinates Natai had given him, the ones that only he had. They would not be able to follow him there...
Pioth backed away to evade Tatath's renewed attack, his takeoff aborted and S'dekai's concentration temporarily broken.
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Tuatha De rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-8)
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 8:04 am
Nimith – Attacking Ficksk
HP: 33/55
Attack: 2d4+1 (weyrling)
Accuracy: -6
8 + 1 = 9 damage
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Cepheith's voice in his mind, her promise that C'ross would survive, was enough to keep Nimith from simply blinking between in distress. It was not, however, enough to calm him. There were still two whers and their handlers dangerously close to him and his rider - still attacking, still drawing ichor on his fragile hide.
He threw himself at Ficksk, little teeth and claws finding their purchase at last on the wher's face. If he could aim for the eyes, he was going to.
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