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 Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 9:45 am
Nuivian couldn't help but to get chills constantly running down his back as they continued through the muck. There was no way his cousin had done this already. He was so much more prissy than Nuivian and Nuivian was already somewhat a p***k about getting dirty. They reached the tree and Nuivian looked to Madryn. He looked to be in thought, though what he had to think so hard about Nuivian didn't understand. All they had to do was find this statue, right? "Yeah somewhere."
Nuivian heard the same shrill shriek and jumped back with Madryn. What the hell were these things? He hadn't seen anything like them before. Nuivian grumbled, a mix of anger and fear mingling in his voice. "Let's get it over with already!"
Nuivian is going to go to encounter!
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 9:51 am
Roll a d100 per critter you fight. Treat this as a normal hunt. All information on the creature is provided below for easy reference. Civilians do not count towards EXP, though they can certain rp helping in the fight. Though they will receive the reward for beating the creature if the group wins.
If the group does not include any battlers: Your group gets to rp a fake fight and then must run towards the large statue head. Count this as a "Loss" for purposes of which prompt to read off of.
If Group's total LUK is between 1 and 9: You spot 4 Dunkels
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jayoku rolled 4 100-sided dice:
20, 72, 46, 40
Total: 178 (4-400)
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 9:56 am
Name: Madryn Stage: Prentice Lvl: 18 - 4/19 Luk: 4 +5 (Nuivian) = 9 Creature: Dunkels x 4 lvl 16 luk 2 Success Rate: 21-100 ( <- I think this is right) Jayoku's Roll: 20, 72, 46, 40 Kaname's Roll: 80, 13, 79, 29 Dunkel 1: win - by Kaname Dunkel 2: win - by Jayoku & Kaname Dunkel 3: win - done by Kaname and Jayoku Dunkel 4: win - done by Kaname and Jayuoku Exp: 16/2 * 4 * 2 (blood moon month) = 64 exp 4 + 64 = 68 Madryn gets + 3 levels and is now lvl 21 Exp bin: 8/22 Luk + 4 Luk: 1/3 Items: x 4 dunkel wings Word count: 1200 RP to come
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kaname423 rolled 4 100-sided dice:
80, 13, 79, 29
Total: 201 (4-400)
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 10:00 am
N U I V I A N
LVL: 11
LUK: 5 (+1) = 6
Creature: Dunkels x 4
Success Rate: 41-100
Rolls: 80, 13, 79, 29
Outcome: 2 wins, 2 losses
Experience: (16 x 4) /2 = 32 x 2 (blood moon) = 64
Nuivian is now lvl 16!
0/16 exp left over
Nuivian Gained 4 luck levels.
Nuivian seemed to be off to a fantastic start with these creatures. He pulled his dagger from his robes and reared back to jump into the path of one, ready to strike out with his blade and kill something, but was sucked into the muck instead; ending with him hopping just clear of the water before splashing with a thud onto his hands and knees. The dunkel he was aiming for took this seemingly perfect opportunity to fly at Nuivian’s head and screech at an ear piercing decibel before clawing at him with his talon-like feet. Nuivian held out his hands, trying to shield his face from the attack and when he finally was able to get a moment of pause from the beast, swung his dagger into the air, though there was little aim involved at this point.
It seemed to at least get the one to back away from Nuivian, and Nuivian called out to Madryn, still swinging his dagger in the air. ”Please tell me you know how to fight!” It was half shouted and half grumbled out as the Dunkel used its feet to pull on Nuivian’s hair. Nuivian winced in the pain of it and wondered why on earth he would have chosen to grow his hair long. He should have cut it off when he had the chance; though that was more along the lines of him just speaking in the heat of the moment. Nuivian swiveled in his spot to face the Dunkel and swiped his dagger at the flying creature, attempting to catch just any part of it.
It caught the Dunkel in the wing and with a shriek the nasty thing fell into the waters with Nuivian still attached by the hair. He fell into the waters with it, flailing about in the process, and used his body weight to get on top of the Dunkel and tried to drown it.
(Total word count: 320)
((Is it 1200 words each, or total?))
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 9:28 pm
(its 1200 words each, 300 words per creature) Wonderful, just ...great as if this entire 'test of courage' hadn't been unnerving enough there had to be shrieking monsters that fly. Taking a step forward he had intended on being the first to attack, although his hand went for a pitchfork the most comfortable item he could wield he found it missing on his body. Right he had left it at home and had witched it for a small sickle as it wasn't quite as large as the pitch fork. Taking it from his side he backed up a bit startled as wings almost hit him in the face and he brought up his weapon to try and fiend it off. He felt as if this was just all a set up, someone was deliberately trying to scare them. But no one else was here, no one could of made the cliffs rumble and split apart like that. Bringing himself out of his thoughts he took another swing at the dunkel as it turned its focus on him. The only problem now was that the dovaa was trying to drown another dunkel and there were still three flapping about shrieking. Hissing a breath between his teeth he slashed at another dunkel as it tried to dive bomb him. MIssing of course but his idea was to get to the other boy's aid. "Kill it quickly! I'll cover you!" he shouted as he turned his feet feeling like ice in the cold water but he was too worried about the rest of the monsters trying to attack them. The monsters seeing one of their own being held down swept in but he hooked a dunkel in the wing and dragged it down into the water in front of him. A large splash got him and Nuivian more wet, but it didn't matter as it spluttered and shrieked and tried to get back into the air. What should he do? Strike at it again? Chewing on his bottom lip he brought the sickle down once more gaining another shriek and a splatter of blood. Word count left: 841
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 8:31 am
Nuivian was already struggling with the one Dunkel he was working on; he didn’t need Madryn to be hurrying him up. The damned thing was still wrapped up in his hair, trying desperately to get Nuivian to join him in the water. He stomped his foot over the Dunkel’s head, hoping that he could convince it that letting him go was in his best interest. Not that it really mattered; they were going to try to beat every one of them anyways, so this ugly thing’s chances didn’t seem so good. ”Give me a second! It’s not exactly just lying down and dying for me.” He pushed down harder on the Dunkel and it was starting to slowly stop moving.
But it was still taking too long. Nuivian brought back his foot and stomped again before pulling out his dagger once more. Hopefully this thing was dazed enough with the blows to the head and lack of air. It came up slowly, barely letting go of Nuivian’s head finally, and Nuivian was able to put an end to the first Dunkel. It splashed back into the murky waters before finally laying down to die for good. Nuivian pushed his soggy hair out of his face and turned back to Madryn, who was holding back the other three ugly monstrosities, and they didn’t seem to be too happy that their comrade had died in battle.
Nuivian stomped and grumbled back through the muck to join Madryn’s side. ”You got a faster way to kill these things?” Nuivian shouted out, still trying to swipe at them with his daggers. Nuivian was ready and prepared to see Madyn’s finesse when it came down to killing these things off. Nuivian couldn’t have been that slow, though there were immense technical difficulties when it had come down to his hair, and his dagger had a pretty short range. Nuivian eyed Madryn’s choice of weapon and was a little surprised. The sickle looked like a great weapon for these things. It could drag them down, slash and hack, and had a longer range than his small dagger. Though his parent’s wouldn’t really allow him to have anything else. Honestly, they didn’t really know about his dagger, since he had happened to commandeer it from their bedroom. It had him wondering what it was that this kid did to be able to get a weapon like that.
Nuivian swiped again at the Dunkels, trying to keep them at bay.
(Total word count: 732)
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 12:32 pm
(so from what I read we don't have to write out so much more? I believe you asked in the main thread about it right? XD) Licking his lips he didn't really have much in the way of a reply to his statement, he was a novice at this...though he had the desire to protect and do what's right it didn't mean he knew what to do when it came to killing. There was still some naive and youthful part of him, screaming that killing was wrong. Sueno would be disappointed that he was killing helpless creatures.. But... Another shriek as teeth snapped at his face. It brought him back to reality, and the reality was that these creatures...were trying to hurt them. There was no time for sentiment now...he had to act. Raising his sickle he caught one of the dunkel's by the wing. The blade sinking into the leathery spot and hooking it so that he could slam the creature into the water with them. Then using a boot he stepped on the creature before ripping awkwardly the sickle out. It floundered and flailed as he continued to try and put it out of its misery. None of this was enjoyable. He wished he could just kill it quickly so it didn't have to suffer.
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 11:38 am
Nuivian swiped and slashed at the other two dunkel while Madryn worked on the one he had. It didn't seem to him that the boy he was with was fairing much better at all, and he couldn't help but to scowl slightly at the thought of being at this for much longer. He was already filthy and wet. The last thing he needed was to continue on with these damned things. "Are you just playing with it now?" Nuivian asked with another wave of his blade. It was taking much too long for comfort, but at least one was down, and the one Madryn was working on looked like it wasn't going to be getting back up in the air after his sickle had sunk itself in.
Nuivian - out of anger - stabbed out at one of the dunkels he was trying to preoccupy and caught it in the chest, bringing it out of the sky, but pulling his dagger with it. He scrambled in the waters, looking for his dagger in the muck and called out somewhat frantically to Madryn. "I dropped my dagger. Please tell me you're almost done there?!" He looked up at the last dunkel in the air and pushed his hands through the slime under him to get to his dagger as fast as he could. Nuivian could only imagine it wouldn't take long for the enemy to spot his chance.
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Posted: Mon Nov 04, 2013 10:41 am
Madryn was starting to be irritated by the other's comments. He was doing his best, and he couldn't help but want to throw daggers at the boy rather than the dunkels that they were battling with. Still there was little point in yelling snarky remarks back to his ...'comrade' after all it was better to just deal with the dunkel and try and finish this crazy quest of theirs. The dunkel under his foot was quite dead now, having run out of oxygen and bleeding from numerous wounds from his sickle. There was only one dunkel left and jerking his head up he spotted it as it was trying to go after Nuivian who was searching frantically in the muck for his weapon. Grumbling Madryn staggered forward, his feet having sank into the mud and almost stuck there. The sound of the suction finally releasing caused the boy to stumble and he fended off the last dunkel as Nuivian searched. Trying once again to do the same as before, hook the beast with his weapon and drag it into the water. This one was much more wary of his blade.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 9:22 am
Nuivian finally dredged up his dagger with a grimace on his face and spun to assess how Madryn was doing with the last dunkel. It seemed to be going well enough, but the dunkel had seen how the other three had been finished off and seemed to know better. Madryn brought down his sickle, but the dunkel lifted up and pulled in its wings, knowing what would happen if it was caught.
Nuivian saw the opportunity this was presenting to him. The dunkel had his back turned to him. And it didn't know that Nuivian had found his dagger. Nuivian smirked at the turn of events and lunged for the back of the dunkel, stabbing it and bringing it to the water before stomping it into the muck for it to die. It flailed more violently than the rest and Nuivian had to call for help to finish it off. "I've got it down, but it might not stay. Let's finish this." He called out to Madryn, energy pumping through him knowing that this was almost over and they would be the winners.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 10:16 am
For once he couldn't agree more, it was time they dealt with this menace once and for all. Thus the boy didn't hesitate to rush over and proceed in helping to drown the poor creature in the water. Once the whole ordeal seemed to be over, Madryn took a step back noticed how they were both covered in mud, speckles of blood and pretty much soaked from the water he shivered. "Lets get this over with before we catch our death from this water." The orderite boy couldn't help but shiver as he then strode forward and back to where they had been moments before the dunkel had arrived. Right they had been looking for a statue and he was pretty sure it was beyond this glowing tree. "This way. Lets hurry it up before something else decides we look good to eat." Pointing int he general direction he was certain the fallen statue was he strode froward.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 10:17 am
After winning the fight:
As you walk towards the face you saw, the mists swirl about you and a strange scent fills your nose. Walking around the huge shattered stone head, you can see that it is attached to a huge stone body. This must be the fallen statue! All about you is silence; in fact, it seems much more silent than it had been a few moments earlier. A chill runs up your spine, something is watching you... Suddenly and strangely the moon seems to glow a brighter red and the mists part briefly, revealing moss covered ruins before a cloud crosses the moon and the mists close up once again. As you walk towards the ruins your foot hits a patch of slime. The strange disgusting scent suddenly increases as your foot slides in the pale orange slime.
Go to Glade
or you may flee, Go to Flee.
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Posted: Sat Nov 09, 2013 8:30 am
Nuivian huffed and puffed from a mix of the exhaustion of fighting and annoyance over how dirty they were. It was pretty sickening to Nuivian; the whole thing really. He looked down at his clothed and made a sour face at the stains and muck coating the front. So much for this robe, it wouldn't last past tonight, and he most definitely wouldn't be taking it back inside of his home. He would have to go in near naked after all this was done.
Nuivian, his sour face still in place, nodded to Madryn. "I can only imagine the vile illnesses that are probably in all this muck. I doubt anything would want to eat us now, but I'm not going to argue with hurrying." He used a somewhat clean spot on his robe to wipe at his face, smearing the drying mess rather than getting rid of it.
He huffed once again, more and more irritated with how filthy he was, and stepped forward, rounding the giant head statue and on to the other side before stepping in something foul smelling. A shiver ran up his spine, but the shiver wasn't for the feeling of being watched, it was a shake of disgust as he realized that there was more goo to tree through. "Oh no… not more." he groaned out loud.
Nuivian is going to go to the glade.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 9:53 am
Truth be told Madryn inwardly had groaned at the goo as well, already caked in drying mud and shivering from the cold of the water , good was quite possibly the last thing he wanted to get covered in. It was slick...and it smelled weird...and falling in that....
Shivering beyond the cold he took a careful step forward. Feeling his foot slip several inches forward as he tried to distribute his weight. Seeing as it was safer to put his sickle away for the time being, Madryn reattached it to his belt so that he had his arms free to catch his balance.
"Lets try and get this over with." He sighed as he tried to put his 'best foot' forward.
Madryn is going to the glade.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 9:54 am
The ruins loom out of the mists and as you pause beneath a shattered arch, you can see a pond illuminated by the Blood Moon at the center of the ruins. The reddish gold tint of the moon causes the water to look bloody. All about are patches of that stinking pale slime. Along the edge of the pond you spot the flower that you came here for. Black petals and emitting a dim purple glow, quite visible in the reddish gold light of the moon. Before you start forward, you suddenly hear a gushing sound. Something large and damp approaches. From your left, a huge pale orange-yellow monster steps into the glade, the mists swirling about it. You can see slime oozing out from between it's armored skin and it's single red eye glares about angrily. You've heard rumors of these beasts. The Babosa: hunger incarnate, and dangerous. You thought that they had all been hunted down years ago...
**Should you fight it? Or try and sneak about and grab the flower that way?
Babosa's have a LUK of 40. If your group cannot beat that, then you must sneak!**
Go to Sneak!
Go to Fight!
or you may flee, Go to Flee.
(Our total LUK is 9 so we have to sneak XD)
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