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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 2
Total: 11 (2-20)
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 Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:23 am
[F'itz & Brumath
Agility: +2
HP: 53/60]
Twisting in the air with surprising agility for a brown, especially one of his age, Brumath seared away a tangle of Thread to his left and then to his right. In this they were one; not merely he and His but they and their wing, the other wings, the dragons of other Weyrs and different beliefs.
When Thread was in the sky nothing else mattered... but when the Thread was gone, once again they would strike for one another’s throats.
[Thread remaining: 114 - 9 = 105]
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TawnyAngel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:30 am
[HP: 53 - 8 = 45] He had thought too long. A knot of Thread pinwheeled down from above and struck Brumath in the middle of the back. The usually restrained dragon was unable to repress a cry of pain as he sprang between to shake off the ravenous strands. As they reappeared F'itz grimaced, wishing he could twist around enough to see how bad the damage was. Brumath replied,
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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:37 am
[Kleos and Moriath
Agility: +1
HP: 63/77
+5 to burn]
Their call had not gone unheeded; rising up towards them was a wiry old black and his rider. Kleos detached her empty firestone sacks and tossed them down; the dark-hided dragon caught them neatly. The retired pair drew closer to the wingleader, near close enough to crash but the experienced atype held his course steady while his rider detached the full bags of firestone from his harness, and heaved them over to Kleos.
The weight of the sacks jarred her - for all her training she was not a naturally muscular sort - but she kept hold of them and swung them into place, throwing the black rider a salute and he and his dragon dived back towards the fire pits.
she called to Moriath as soon as the bags were fastened, and her bondamte responded with a bugle and another jet of flame for the Thread tumbling around them.
[Thread remaining: 105 - 10 = 95]
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JetAlmeara rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:12 am
D'lin & Plexith
HP - 67 - 12 = 55
Damage +5 to burn
Agility - 3
[Thread remaining: 95 - 6 = 89]
Plexith was flying well, indeed as far as he had seen the whole wing was, there had been far less cries of pain this time around then in the last disastrous fall - where so many had been wounded and the wings had been short due to the handler's betrayal.
turning his head Plexith flamed a clump of thread, blinking between as one silvery strand slipped through his fire.
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JetAlmeara rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:13 am
D'lin & Plexith
HP - 55 - 2 -3 = 50
Damage +5 to burn
Agility - 3
'It is nothing but a flesh wound' Plexith assured his rider as they returned and D'lin patted the dragons neck. Not all the injuries they had accumulated could be considered mere flesh wounds..but he was always thankful not to add to them.
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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 9
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:14 am
[Kleos and Moriath
Agility: +1
HP: 63/77
+5 to burn]
The Thread fell thick around them, tangles just whisking by on each side as Moriath belched breath after breath of fire, desperately fighting to clear the skies. Moriath cried to her wingmates.
Clinging onto the riding straps with one hand Kleos tried to wipe the ash of burned Thread away from her goggles. Once her vision was clearer she reached into one of the fresh firestone sacks and threw chunks of the black rock to Moriath who snatched them out of the air with practised ease.
[Thread remaining: 89 - 12 = 77]
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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:21 am
[F'itz & Brumath
Agility: +2
HP: 45/60]
With his back still pulsing with pain from the latest strike Brumath snaked his head around to burn away a clump of Thread that had been heading for his rider. Even as the soot blew around them he flamed again off to the other side, and then rolled over backwards to take out a tangle that would have struck him where he was already wounded.
[Thread remaining: 77 - 10 = 67]
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Kyrieko rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 9
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:34 am
Dezima and Microth {Dawn Fliers Wingrider}
Agility: +2
Damage: --
HP: 33
Having built up some height, Microth snarled and dove towards a patch of silver, flaming as she went. She would be rid of every last strand! Mine, stay low. I see another clump. Microth's rumble informed her rider as she dipped her wing to head for her next target.
[Thread Remaining: 67 - 3 = 64 ]
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Spicy Dizaster rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 1
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:37 am
Z'fer & Calanoth // Burn Post
~ I hope they're getting good and rested. ~ Z'fer mentally growled. He didn't begrudge them their need but Shards this fall was coming hard and fast. They'd need every ounce of their force to keep it all from reaching the vulnerable Weyr below them.
There was a squeel of pain as another green blinked between. ~ She goes home. She will not return this Fall. ~
"Scorch it." Z'fer could see a few others flagging. He would have to send them back for their own safety soon and call in his blues. ~ Tell Kameth and Mazamath as well as the others. Once they're patched up we need them back asap. Once they return, send those who are faltering home. ~
With his orders in place Z'fer fed more stone to Calanoth. Then ducked as the bronze dove after a thick patch.
HP: 56
Agi: -3
Burn: +5
Thread Burned: 8+5=13
Thread Remaining:64-13=51
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Spicy Dizaster rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 11:40 am
Z'fer & Calanoth // Damage Post
~ ABOVE US!~ His rider's mental cry startled the bronze between in fear but not before he felt the searing pain of Thread burning it's way down his shoulders.
~ Mine?! Mine!~ Calanoth's eyes whirled grey and white as they came back to the point of their Wing's formation. Z'fer's bellow of agony scaring his dragon more than Thread ever did.
~ I'm fine. ~ Z'fer hunched over the broad neck before him gasping in pain, his left arm clutched to his chest. His jacket was flayed open and a quick glance through his soot stained goggles could tell him the damage was bad. That had been too close. In their rush to get the Thread that had slipped by neither had seen the clump about to descend right on top of them. It was a bad judgement call. A stupid one that could have cost him his life.
~ I will ask Follith to step in. ~ Calanoth's head arched back to look at their Wingsecond.
~ No! If you can still fight. I can still fight. We'll finish this fall. ~ He flexed his fingers on the injured hand. He still had feeling and mobility... though at the moment he'd prefer to be numb.
Dmg: 4+3=7
HP: 56-7=49
Agi: -3
Burn: +5
Thread Remaining: 51
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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 9
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:07 pm
[Kleos and Moriath
Agility: +1
HP: 63/77
+5 to burn]
Moriath twisted her head around to look for Calanoth, just in time to see him reappear with his rider hunched over him. <Calanoth!> she called. It looked as though they would keep flying, but she wanted to know for sure; Malvren males ought to be defended regardless of their rank, regardless of the loss of Malvren.
Waiting for a response Moriath swept around and upwards again with her wing, destroying the Thread that fell within range of her flame.
[Thread remaining: 51 - 10 = 41]
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Spicy Dizaster rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:28 pm
Z'fer & Calanoth // Burn Post
Calanoth sent a feeling of gratitude to Moriath. ~ Not... yet. I will let you know. ~ Calanoth now flew much more cautiously than he'd had before. He let and directed the more agile colors after clumps that were out of his reach and instead only flamed those that came right in front of him. Z'fer could just focus on feeling Calanoth stone with his right arm and staying in his seat.
~ Mine I think we should land. You need to be seen by healers. ~
~ Not yet. Call back the blues now. Send second shift home. I'll be fine. ~ The exposed skin on his shoulder felt blisteringly cold as blood soaked the lining of his jacket and was then cooled by the wind and trips between.
Calanoth murrred with unhappiness but did as he told. Once the blues were back he would tell Follith and His to take charge while Calanoth took Z'fer down to the Healers. ~ Kameth, Mazamath, We need you now. Bring whoever can still fly. ~
HP: 49
Agi: -3
Burn: +5
Thread Burned: 6+5=11
Thread Remaining:41-11=30
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Spicy Dizaster rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:31 pm
Z'fer & Calanoth // Damage Post
His newfound caution didn't save him though as he was struck heavily by another clump of Thread across his back. ~ Mine we go NOW! ~ Calanoth whipped his head back to Follith and told the brown to take his place. As Wingsecond they were prepared and trained for just such an instance.
~ Moriath. We took another hit. Mine and I go see the Healers. If all is well we will be back. Follith and His head the Storm Riders. ~ With that the bronze overrode any protests his rider may have had and went between back to the Weyr.
Dmg: 7+3=10
HP: 49-10=39
Agi: -3
Burn: +5
Thread Remaining: 30
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TawnyAngel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 10
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:49 pm
[Kleos and Moriath
Agility: +1
HP: 63/77
+5 to burn]
Shards! That was all they needed. Moriath called after the bronze; better that he retreated now and lived to fight another day. she bellowed to her riders as Calanoth retreated, spitting flame to destroy another long strand of Thread.
[Thread remaining: 30 - 6 = 24]
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TawnyAngel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 12:51 pm
[HP: 63 - 8 = 55]
Even as she called to her wingmates and burned away more of the silver menace a web-like knot of filaments was caught in the updraught of the flurry of dragon wings, and draped itself across Moriath's hindquarters with the delicacy of the spinner-structure it resembled. Bellowing in anger and pain the crimson jumped between to shake it off. Her continued snarl was lost in the airless void, but returned full force when she reappeared in the thick of combat. she said before Kleos could ask her.
Kleos grimaced and threw her bondmate more firestone.
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