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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:22 am
She jumped a hurdle. Somehow. That was still trying to connect inside her brain. Still nervous, but with a newfound tiny sense of pride, she came to the third hurdle on the track. Barely, but a jump. She passed the 2nd hurdle in a row.
+4 Modifier (3rd Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:31 am
Trying not to get overconfident, especially since she was still struggling to get the horse to turn where she wanted, she approached the 4th hurdle not knowing what to expect. The horse sped up slightly, passing the hurdle without trouble.
+4 Modifier (4th Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:34 am
Three out of four hurdles. Maybe, just maybe, she would like a job with these horses. Still, she didn't want to say that and suddenly fall off the horse. With a bit of effort, she came to the next hurdle, passing it as well.
+4 Modifier (5th Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:36 am
Over halfway there. She steered the horse towards the next hurdle. Suddenly, the horse stopped instead of jumping, half rearing itself to the side. After a bit of panic and flailing, Lillian repositioned herself on the horse. Ok. Maybe she was getting ahead of herself. "Ok.. it's fine. We'll be fine." She gave a clack, and counted that hurdle as a loss. Onto the 7th hurdle.
+4 Modifier (6th Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:40 am
Still a bit frazzled from the last hurdle, Lillian steered the horse towards the seventh point not knowing what to even expect. Without much effort, the horse managed to clear the hurdle.. making the last jump even more bizarre in Lillian's head.
+4 Modifier (7th Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:42 am
The horse cleared yet another hurdle, much to Lillian's disbelief. This was a very, very patient horse to someone that would admit to not having a clue about caring for a horse. With a sigh of stress, relief, and pride, Lillian made her way to the last hurdle.
+4 Modifier (8th Hurdle)
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gracie loff rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 12:44 am
They did it. She commanded the horse to halt, and proceeded to sit there... staring at the track. She did it. Somehow. Out of nine hurdles, she and her horse cleared seven of them. She slowly motioned for the horse to trot back, and motioned to her trainer that she was done. Still a bundle of nerves, she slowly flailed in an attempt to dismount her horse. +4 Modifier (9th Hurdle)
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:16 am
[[-3 modifier]]
Some of the horses seemed irritable, but for the most part people were having some degree of success with the course. After watching for one long, bitter moment, Axel booted his horse and pulled her around towards the walking course with grim determination.
Clearly annoyed by his attempts to control her, the mare let out an angry neigh that probably translated to "You're not the boss of me! I do what I want!" in horse. She tossed her head and took off at a full gallop, straight towards a fence. This time, the mare jumped. Taken by surprise, Axel was thrown off. He landed in a heap on the ground and laid there in the dirt for a moment, silently cursing his horse.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:19 am
[[-3 modifier]]
After climbing stiffly to his feet and checking for broken bits, Axel stomped towards his horse. The mare stood some distance away, innocently chomping on a dandelion, ignoring him. He approached cautiously, but the mare didn't seem to notice him.
Until he put a boot in the stirrup and tried to pull himself up. Then, the mare sidestepped so quickly Axel overbalanced and fell on his face in the dirt.
Aaargh.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:21 am
[[-3 modifier]]
The mare tried to stomp on him and Axel rolled away just in time. He scooted back away from her and stared up at her resentfully. She stared back, slowly and insolently chewing her mouthful of weeds. A dandelion dangled from her lip. Axel hated her.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:26 am
[[-3 modifier]]
Axel stood up and marched over to the horse. "Listen up, horse," said Axel in his best I-mean-business voice, "I don't like you and you don't like me. But the sooner you trot around this damn course, the sooner you can get back in your stall and back to doing whatever it is horses do."
The horse chewed, staring at him with her big dumb horse eyes. His own eyes narrowed suspiciously, Axel tried to mount again. The horse didn't sidestep this time, but she did whip her head around and snap her teeth at him. He recoiled, dropping the reins.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:31 am
[[-3 modifier]]
This horse was evil. Axel gingerly plucked at the reins, pulling them up just in time to avoid another round of snapping horse teeth. Reins successfully seized, Axel sat in place for a moment, not ordering the horse anywhere, fearful of her teeth. He contemplated his desire to succeed in the military versus his desire to keep his finger total at 10.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:35 am
[[-3 modifier]]
Did you have to ride horses in the garrison? He didn't think so. He couldn't think how, or why, someone might want to hoist horses up onto the walls. Dreaming of this horse-free future, Axel tightened his grip on the reins and tried to turn the mare back towards the course. She turned willingly enough, but she kept on turning, moving in a tight circle.
Aaaand back to chewing on dandelions.
Axel wiped a hand across his forehead, realizing too late that his palms were dirty from his numerous pathetic falls. Great, now he had dirt on his face.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:40 am
[[-3 modifier]]
This was so, so embarrassing.
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troll toll rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 6:41 am
[[-3 modifier]]
In the military, Axel had reached new and hitherto undiscovered heights of embarrassment, but this was probably the worst yet. The other trainees could ride horses. Kids could ride horses. Everyone could ride horses, it seemed, but him.
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