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Kyrieko rolled 1 10-sided dice: 6 Total: 6 (1-10)

Kyrieko

Hilarious Werewolf

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 2:54 pm


Ceph- attacking Banshi

She managed to dodge most of the attempts to grab a piece of her, though teeth slid along her hide near her back legs. Cepheith roared. How dare this traitor Gold do this! Dare side herself with those unforgivable creatures.

Then that, we have in common. I will not turn my back on my allies or my Weyr!

Cepheith twisted and lunged at the other Gold, trying to get her claws into any part of her she could.

HP: 66/70 (8-6=2)
Attack: 1d10+5
Defense: 1d8+4
Accuracy: -6

Damage: 6+5= 11

((Note: I must flee and will be at work until later this evening! ;u; ))
Meepfur rolled 1 10-sided dice: 7 Total: 7 (1-10)
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 2:56 pm


Ivanhoth attacking Malcarreth
60/60
1d10+2
7+2=9 damage

Still no response, no reason to hold back! Ivanhoth retained just enough presence of mind to distinguish friend from foe, and chose to aid one of his allies who had one more opponent than necessary. Get off of her! he roared at the blue attacking the wherholders' gold, striking at him while trying to be mindful of the brawling Queens.

Meepfur
Crew

TawnyAngel rolled 2 4-sided dice: 3, 2 Total: 5 (2-8)

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 2:59 pm


Malcarreth - Attacking Ivanhoth
HP: 46/55
Attack: 2d4+3
Damage: 3 + 2 + 3 = 8

Malcarreth was half knocked, half dragged off the gold's back and he let out a snarl of frustration. mind?> he hissed, lashing out at the brown in return.
Meepfur rolled 1 8-sided dice: 8 Total: 8 (1-8)
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:03 pm


Celandsk attacking Nimith
35/35
1d8+1
8+1=9 damage

Little blue, little blue...right! There it was! And it was awfully little, which meant this would be easy and over quickly, and they could go home and be safe! The huge, gangly blue wher charged at the dragonet with a deep bellow.

Meepfur
Crew

TawnyAngel rolled 1 6-sided dice: 1 Total: 1 (1-6)

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:04 pm


Fick - Attacking Narisa
HP: 26/30
Attack: 1d6+2 (+3)
Damage: 1 + 2 + 3 = 5

Fick gasped and staggered a step as the blows rained down on his wher. Shaff! Apparently going for a soft target (that he had felt bad about!) only led to pain. Well fine, girlie was getting it in the teeth instead. "Hey, get off her!" With this bellowed demand the wherhandler lunged at Narisa with his blade, seeking blood.
TawnyAngel rolled 1 6-sided dice: 2 Total: 2 (1-6)
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:07 pm


Ficksk - Defending from Kibeth
HP: 12/30
Defense - 1d6
Damage taken: 5 + (9 - 2) + 6 = 18


Ficksk had not expected this! The man's knife drove painfully into her shoulder several times, and then out of the corner of her eye she saw a big red dragon attacking! Even as she tried to dodge that another human stuck a knife into her haunch, making her bellow in pain and fear. She didn't like this! Why were they here? She had only wanted to save her handler!

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

Meepfur rolled 1 6-sided dice: 2 Total: 2 (1-6)

Meepfur
Crew

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:11 pm


Celandine attacking Narisa
30/30
1d6+2+3
2+2+3=7 damage

Sharding leg! Celandine limped along as fast as she could after her wher, though her target was not the same; he could handle a hatchling, surely. Brandishing the whip she'd kept at her side ever since the Revolution, she lashed it at Narisa.

((Also disappearing for a bit. Almost out of battery!))
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:13 pm


Bereck

Something had knocked the wher back, and after a few moments reality reasserted itself... more or less. There were flashes at the corners of his vision of the room in the infirmary back at Malvren, he could almost taste the smell of wher and the terror that surged through him made it near impossible to so much as breathe but somehow he got to his feet. He didn't remember getting to his feet, but apparently he was standing up.... Bleeding. Not good.

Natai. Where was Natai? She had to get away from here! Too late for more plans, too late for anything but running. So much more they'd needed to talk about, thoughts shared, her bright ideas and ideals, and providing her with wisdom. No more. Time to run.

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

TawnyAngel rolled 1 6-sided dice: 3 Total: 3 (1-6)

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:16 pm


Berath - Defending Nimith from Celandsk
HP: 46/50
Defence: 1d6+2
Damage taken: 9 - (3+2) = 4

Berath bellowed as her rider was attacked but she was too late to protect him. There was time for others, however. <No!> Berath swatted at the wher that had tried to attack the poor blue weyrling. Her blow had come from an awkward angle and much to her frustration it hadn't done any damage. The wher's claws had found their mark on her instead too but she had kept the little one safe and that was what mattered most.

----------------

"We're late for the party, Harmonsk!"

The bronze wher growled deep in his chest and charged onward with his handler clinging to his back. He heard battle, and smelled it in the air. He wouldn't even consider being the first to charge into danger but where his allies already fought, or he was totally sure of their support, he was more than happy to get his claws dirty.
The Nozomi rolled 1 10-sided dice: 5 Total: 5 (1-10)
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:17 pm


Iachixth - Attacking Celandsk
HP 70/70 (thank you, Pioth <3)
5 + 5 = 10
Accuracy -6

Pioth! You are wonderful, thank you - but the little one! The little one - Iachixth hissed deep in her throat, Tatath little more than a wisp of memory. The Gold wanted nothing to do with the murder of a hatchling, one so young, and against a wher. She went past Pioth and his protective shield, and took a page from her crimson clutchmates book to bite the wher, one limb lashing out to rend with claws and hopefully cause some damage.

Cepheith, I will save your little one, I will, just do not let them win!

In the back of her mind, she registered Natai's relief to see the others - more than she hought possible when Kindra entered the picture. At least the woman was on their side this time.

The Nozomi


Tuatha De

Dapper Ladykiller

11,250 Points
  • Risky Lifestyle 100
  • Nudist Colony 200
  • Brandisher 100
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:32 pm


S'dekai - No Combat Actions

For a moment, when she grasped his wrist and pressed something into his hand, S'dekai's eyes met Natai's. Then he looked away, down at the map, taking in the details, the coordinates indicated with the same intense focus he would use to memorize a betweening image.

"I can't promise I won't be captured," he replied to her in an equally low voice, "but I can keep this out of their hands."

A simple mental command was all it took to call Cress and Quickfire to his shoulders. He handed the map to the blue while the green watched the battlefield, but no eyes seemed to be looking their way. To Kiril. He'll keep it safe. The twin firelizards chirred aloud and vanished.
Tuatha De rolled 1 6-sided dice: 1 Total: 1 (1-6)
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:34 pm


C'ross - Attacking Anali
HP: 12/25
Attacking: 1d6+4
Accuracy - 3

1 + 4 = 5 damage
---

With Tatath successfully repelled from her assault by Iachixth, C'ross could almost - almost - back off from Canoake long enough to return to Nimith's side. But even as he turned towards his vulnerable partner, the goldrider - out of nowhere, slashing at him from another angle. He snarled curse words at her and stabbed with the knife; only a grazing blow.

Nimith! Get out of there, shardit -

Coming.

The little blue looked up at the gold and the bronze above him. Whatever passed between him and Pioth, it was apparently enough to satisfy Nimith of the bronze's good intentions - or perhaps it was him successfully repelling an attack on her. Without another word to the two Nimith bolted towards his rider and away from Iachixth. It would be safer when he was no longer in danger of getting stepped on by an adult metallic -

He screeched to a halt a moment later as a blue wher came snapping at him, and Berath slapped the attack aside. Thank you, he called to Berath, even as he dodged around her and successfully made his way back to C'ross' side.

Tuatha De

Dapper Ladykiller

11,250 Points
  • Risky Lifestyle 100
  • Nudist Colony 200
  • Brandisher 100
TawnyAngel rolled 1 6-sided dice: 4 Total: 4 (1-6)

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:37 pm


C'tis - Attacking A'nos
HP: 17/25
Attack: 1d6+1 +3(barbed lash)
Accuracy: -3
Damage: 4 + 1 + 3 = 9

C'tis' eyes widened as he was dragged towards the bronze rider, now that he had not expected and he paid for it with a cut across the top of his shoulder. It was deep. It didn't hurt yet but he could feel it bleeding.

Kicking his enemy hard in the knees C'tis broke away, made the distance he needed and struck out with his whip again. Maybe he should just get himself a damn knife, the lash was lovely and sentimental and all but he couldn't get close and nasty with it. More of a thinking fighter's weapon than a berserker, and hey, was he thinking just now? Hu, he was.
PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:41 pm


Acriculeth - Defending A'nos from C'tis
HP: ??/65
Defence: 1d8+3
Damage taken:

Acriculeth blasted his voice into the enemy human's mind, his intrusion harsh and deliberate. At the same moment he took a half step back, putting a hind leg in the path of the lash as it came around again.

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

TawnyAngel rolled 1 8-sided dice: 7 Total: 7 (1-8)

TawnyAngel
Crew

Predestined Inquisitor

PostPosted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 3:42 pm


TawnyAngel
Acriculeth - Defending A'nos from C'tis
HP: 65/65
Defence: 1d8+3
Damage taken: 9 - (3 + 7) = -1

Acriculeth blasted his voice into the enemy human's mind, his intrusion harsh and deliberate. At the same moment he took a half step back, putting a hind leg in the path of the lash as it came around again.

The human weapon struck him, no doubt of that, but it failed to do any more than graze his hide.


((Woops))
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