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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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 Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:32 pm
Staggering, Abandons Fear lifted his gaze to look around himself, to try to get his bearings. He felt... strange. His vision seemed to swim before his eyes, and he felt... strange. He was so dizzy. These cypress trees. They looked vaguely familiar. He frowned, and squinted, trying to set forward, concerned mildly about his location... especially when he realized this must be in Ghost Thistle's home... OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 2 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 0
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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:35 pm
Those figures, up ahead... were they his friends, from the glade? Stumbling forward, Abandons Fear squinted, tempted to call out... However, some instinct kept him silent; as he drew near, he realized he didn't know these Kin... And they seemed oddly... cruel. OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 2 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 5
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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:42 pm
The figures before him seem to move a little further away, so Abandons Fear snuck closer... He needed to know who these kin were... and how to get out of here... OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 2 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 10
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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:45 pm
The mad buck couldn't seem to get any closer to the figures, no matter how he moved... but he did seem like he was getting about to the half-way mark of the trees... perhaps he'd be out soon. OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 2 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 15
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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:46 pm
Forget if the strange figures were malicious or not. His vision was blurring, his head throbbing as he stumbled forward, calling out to them... OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 2 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 20
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seru_ame rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 2:54 pm
A foal. What was a foal doing here? It was dangerous here... Especially for one so small; its eyes were scarcely open; it bleated softly, and Abandon moved after it. "Little foal... please... come back. It's not safe for something like you..." Stumbling after the pale foal, Abandon felt his heart skipping in his chest rather... strangely. He sees the foal stumble, his hooves sinking into the ground- and he rushes closer, watching helplessly as it sank into the ground, bleating pitifully, "Twig... Twig..."OOC Footnote Current HP: 27 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 3 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 25
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:09 pm
Mournfully staring at the space the foal had vanished, an odd, echoing sorrow in his heart. He lifted his head quietly, and turned to peer about, quietly. And then the buck froze in terror, his eyes alighting on the terrifying visage of a doe. No, not a true doe- she seemed made of ash, flesh cracking, flames appearing out of her hide. She turned around, and then beckoned him closer... Surprisingly timid, Abandon moved closer... once he caught up, she leaned over, and whispered into his ears, "Snap..." and vanished, leaving him with an odd pain in his chest. Free of the trees now, and oddly calming, Abandons Fear looked about, and realized he was not alone in the clearing... several kin had gathered about, and seemed to be chanting... and then they attacked. Acting quickly, Fear bit at the nearest charger. OOC Footnote Current HP: 22 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 4 Section notes: Feet Traveled: 35
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seru_ame rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:11 pm
The cultist bit Fear right back, sinking its teeth into his wounded shoulder; his eyes swam as he kicked out at the twisted creature, panicking. OOC Footnote Current HP: 14 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 4 Section notes: Cultist HP: 7
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:14 pm
That was a far too weak strike; His vision was dimming... he was going to pass out... Weakly, he lashed out, biting, panting. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 4 Section notes: Cultist HP: 6
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seru_ame rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:15 pm
That bite... didn't give him much headway... his legs were about to give out...he kicked weakly, shuddering... OOC Footnote Current HP: 1 Chosen familiar: EagleClues acquired: 4 Section notes: Cultist HP: 2
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 5:59 pm
With a gasp of pain, Abandon's golden eyes widen; the cultist kin leans forward, and whispers the words, 'Stained Skulls' into his ear even as its form begins to dissolve into ash on the wind... and blew away, his vision dimming. He could faintly feel himself becoming lighter, his vision black as he struggled for breath... and then... He startled awake near the Firepit in the glade, gasping and straightening so abruptly his eagle startled, and he frowned, shaking himself. He felt curious, worried eyes upon him, but he shook them off and rolled back over like some great hound and closed his eyes, and made himself go back to sleep... ------------------------------  What sort of twisted person would do something like this? Feathers spattered with blood scattered like leaves before his hooves, the shattered form of his only friend, his loyal companion, the eagle he'd had since it was a chick. A sense of sadness threatened to overwhelm the totoma as he stood, shivering, over its twisted form. Awkwardly, he knelt, tucking in his hooves, and tried to straighten one of its wings, pinpricks teasing at his golden eyes. He only managed to get more blood on his face, not that it showed against his crimson-on-white-on-black hide, his skeletal visage all the more frightening for the dripping blood. His breath caught as he shook, and then, nervously, shifted his weight. He wasn't used to not having the comfortable weight of his friend on his back... sorrow was a tight vine around his hooves as he began to paw at the ground like a dog, and then carefully pushed his companion into the hole he'd made. Fear swore he saw him move, but it must have been a trick of him pushing the dirt back in. Who had slain his precious friend? Shaking off the sadness that threatened to settle on his hide like a blanket of heavy snow, he peered about, and, seeing a trail of feathers- he'd recognize those pinions anywhere- he set out, though he did glance over his shoulder. He would come back here, and leave a marker of some sort. Satisfied that he would remember the location of the grave, Abandon left in silence. Silence that wasn't kept for long. Soon enough, he heard a most beautiful song- birdsong, he knew, but unlike any other he'd heard before. The trills were pure and high and elegant, and, peering about in the moonlight, Fear's golden eyes alighted upon an almost ethereal white-plumed bird, with eyes that glowed a faint blue. Spreading its lovely wings, it soared over to him, and alighted upon his back, peering at him peacefully. He felt... oddly comforted and connected to this song bird, and, with a quiet grumble, he turned and started out down the path... Until he met with a towering wall of thorns. Gently, he coaxed the bird to fly across, and lowered his head to charge through the thorns. ------------------------------ OOC Footnote Current HP: 65 Chosen familiar: Songbird Clues acquired: 0 Section notes: Thorns. Again.
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:02 pm
Thorn, meet eyes. Eyes... cry. Wincing as he staggered back, Abandons fear snorted, and reared back, pawing at his face; he'd gotten a thorn to the eye, and it had been... most uncomfortable. He rubbed the pain away, and then settled in to try again, charging once more, tucking his head so his horns would hopefully take the brunt of it. ----------------------------- OOC Footnote Current HP: 62 Chosen familiar: Songbird Clues acquired: 0 Section notes: Thorns. Again.
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:07 pm
Urk. His horns caught on several of the thorned ropes, and he tugged back, tossing his head. He caught a stray thorn on the tip of his snout, and snarled, snorting and pawing at it till it fell out, and then narrowed his golden eyes. He spotted something... a tooth... in the vines, and carefully reached in to take it into his mouth. Oddly, it was then he felt a small gap in his own mouth... Could he have lost it fighting something earlier? Taking the time to make a small pouch out of a leaf, he tucked away the tooth and got ready to charge again. ----------------------------- OOC Footnote Current HP: 60 Chosen familiar: Songbird Clues acquired: 1 Section notes: Thorns. Again.
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:08 pm
Once more... Abandon was not impressed with his own progress. He frowned a bit, and then, making sure the tooth and pouch were still around his neck, he charged. ----------------------------- OOC Footnote Current HP: 57 Chosen familiar: Songbird Clues acquired: 1 Section notes: Thorns. Again.
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seru_ame rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:12 pm
STUPID BUSH! Why did it have to have thorns? Why did it insist upon denying him in his endeavors to find his friend's killer?! Angered, he lashed out, a roar of frustration building in his chest. ----------------------------- OOC Footnote Current HP: 54 Chosen familiar: Songbird Clues acquired: 1 Section notes: Thorns. Again.
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