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Hellohello. Welcome to another RP event game!



Instructions!
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- This event will last a week-week and a half. [Unless all items are won before then.]

- This will be a somewhat different 'game' event. Rather then posting and waiting for results, each post will determine whether or not you may pick a prize.
- For each post you make, you must roll a number 1-10. Every post that lands on 3 is a winner!*
- You may only win one prize. Prizes are chosen first come, first serve. Please edit the post with your prize.
- You may not double post. However, as soon as someone else posts, you may post.
- EACH post must be at least a paragraph in length. It doesn't have to be a big paragraph. But don't simply throw a couple of lines and call it a day.
- Once all the prizes have been won, there will be a raffle between all posts for a firekin cub! You may win both a cub and a familiar.
- Since each post is like a raffle ticket, please feel free to RP as you would normally.

*It's possible that, if the numbers are not fast coming, I may alter the 'lucky' numbers to make sure this doesn't go on too long. OR include the remainders in the raffle. This would only happen a week from now, so for the meantime, don't worry about it.

Finally! Anyone may enter this contest! However the only lion characters should be firekin members, hongshan members, or rogues who are already approved to begin dueling.

If you do not have a familiar or lion to use, you may create a NPC animal, such as a lizard. Something that the shop does not have.



He looks pretty majestic.

It had been a hot week. Exceptionally hot even.

This wasn't exactly breaking news to the inhabitants of the Motoujamii. There were very few things one could count on in the ever changing desert... but one could always count on the heat. It was synonymous with the pride of fire. That said, it had been particularly hot this week. So hot, in fact, that the water-seekers were starting to agonize over some of the water supplies drying up. Things were being kept mostly quiet, as there was no need for a panic. The desert wasn't always a kind mistress, but it always rained in due time.

But while things might have been kept mostly to whispered conversations and grumbles, some things were becoming more apparent. Like the water in one of the larger oasises that surrounded the pride all but evaporating. A few, small puddles clung to the surface of the dried up riverbed, but other then that the land had returned to the barrens. To most, this would have been a calamity.

Naseera, however, knew an opportunity when she saw one. After mucking around in the dissipating mud and murk, she'd unearthed what was quite possibly a trove of strange objects. Things long buried beneath the waters, left there by both lions and strange beings alike. Ancient things. Things that mattered to someone, at sometime.

It was unfortunate she wasn't still in the business. There were individuals outside this savage pride that'd fork over the best in hunting spots just to get their paws on some of these. Things held power, to the right people. The motoujamii residents were not so...culturally inclined. [To put it lightly.] But they were a prideful sort, and she didn't doubt that even they might find some interest in what lurked beneath the dark mud.

"Alright, everyone." The lioness started, her voice raised up above the bemused mumblings. "There's a lot of strange things down here. I know I'm not supposed to talk about curses and-"

"Don't talk about the curses," came the flat response of the jackal beside her.

"Okay. There is absolutely, no curses." Although through clenched teeth she added: "We're taking care of those, right?"

Milo shifted his ear. "More or less."

"Brilliant. With the water level down there's a ton of strange things down here we need to get rid of. Now, I'm sure some of you might say- why not leave the dead buried?" The cat scrunched up her nose. "And, I say. Do you really want to drink from water with these things down here? Really? I didn't think so. Let's get this stuff moved. I am told you're free to keep whatever you can dig up."

She blinked her strange eyes. "And, should you unearth something particularly valuable... well! I've got some good things to trade for it. For...historical preservation. Mostly."

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Below is a list of the things that can be found in the riverbed!

- You may, for the most part, make up whatever you want about each individual item. Since we'll be rolling a lot, these are just basic descriptions.
- Rolling a 3 wins a prize! If you wish to RP Naseera in your post, you may.

Raffle List!

1. ShinosBee
2. magnadearel
3. Murphys_Law
4. one over three
5. magnadearel
6. Murphys_Law
8. one over three
9. [Eskimo]
10. Murphys_Law
11. ShinosBee
12. magnadearel
13. one over three
14. [Eskimo]
15. one over three
16. [Eskimo]
17. magnadearel
18. one over three
19. Murphys_Law
20. [Eskimo]
21. one over three
22. [Eskimo]
23. one over three
24. Murphys_Law
25. magnadearel
26. one over three
27. [Eskimo]
28. Sabra Knight
29. Murphys_Law
30. one over three
31. Murphys_Law
32. [Eskimo]
33. magnadearel
34. Sabra Knight
35. [Eskimo]
36. Sabra Knight
37. [Eskimo]
38. magnadearel
39. Tanakako
40. [Eskimo]
41. Tanakako
42. magnadearel
43. [Eskimo]
44. Tanakako
45. Puhterodactyl
46. Tanakako
47. [Eskimo]
48. Tanakako
49. magnadearel
50. Tanakako
51. Depawsit
52. Tanakako
53. [Eskimo]
54. [Eskimo]
55. Tanakako
56. Depawsit
57. [Eskimo]
58. magnadearel
59. Puhterodactyl
60. Tanakako
61. [Eskimo]
62. [Eskimo]
63. Tanakako
64. Depawsit
65. Tanakako
66. [Eskimo]
67. Puhterodactyl
68. magnadearel
69. Tanakako
70. Depawsit
71. magnadearel
72. Tanakako
73. Revel1984
74. Puhterodactyl
75. Tanakako
76. Puhterodactyl
77. magnadearel
78. Andranis
79. Revel1984
80. Puhterodactyl
81. Andranis
82. Puhterodactyl
83. musicaloner7
84. Tanakako
85. Revel1984
86. Andranis
87. Tanakako
88. Depawsit
89. Satsurashi
90. Andranis
91. Tara de Draiocht
92. [Eskimo]
93. Revel1984
94. [Eskimo]
95. Andranis
96. [Eskimo]
97. [Eskimo]
98. musicaloner7
99.

(Hopefully I'm doing this right. ^_^ I don't think meerkats are in the shop, so I'll use one of them.)

Meeper peeked out of his den. Though it was broad daylight and he should be sleeping right now, the young meerkat was thirsty. He checked for predatures, then scampered down from his den. A quick dash and he had reached the greatly reduced river. Much to his surprise and horror, there was numerous lions and other creatures digging in the mud. What was going on? Had they gone mad? He debated getting a drink after all.

Niwaa found the heat quite unbearable. On most days like this she would have happily stayed in her dark and cool den but mere minutes ago her rest had been interrupted by a giant paw which had come crashing down through the roof of her small home. She'd kicked and scrambled and fled and she figured she'd barely made it out alive. She didn't stop running until she found a patch of dried grass in which to hide. From there she turned back to examine the going ons back near her now ruined home.

The oasis had nearly completely dried out (not a surprise, it had been working on that for a while now) and the water had been replaced with... lions? She shook her tiny head. Where they trying to go deeper for water? A noble cause if that was the case...

She decided to join in, stopping every so often to check for incoming predators as she dug onto the cracking soil. Perhaps, if she didn't hit water, this would be a decent place to hole up for a night. Not far beneath the surface she unearthed a small, iridescent stone. Pretty, but of no use to her. She threw it away.

The warthog’s narrow legs stabbed into the muck and he casually ambled through the sticky slop until, finding a suitable place, he belly flopped into the cool mud. He had lived through too many names to bother thinking of himself as Gramble anymore, or The Tusk, or anything else foolish such as that. He gazed out over the mass of animals in the mud with a clear blue eye and idly dipped a tusk in the mud and jerked it, dislodging a large patch of semi-dried mud and unearthing a wetter portion. There was nothing there, but the mud was cool and he didn’t mind the work. He wriggled forward a bit and tried again.

gonk Forgot to roll...

... There was something odd buried in the dirt. First she tried to dig it out, then she just tried to dig around it. The more of the strange object she exposed the more breaks she'd take to sit outside the hole and watch for predators. After several of these breaks, she found herself entirely unwilling to go back into the hole at all and left to brave the open desert to find another place to dig.

The warthog cocked an ear at the lions. His hearing was still sharp and while he didn’t understand most of the lions’ nattering, he did know that whatever they were after had to be very valuable to them. Trinkets, treasure, nonsense of that nature. He had better concerns, such as surviving in the heat and fending off predators such as themselves, but it was amusing to think he could perhaps trade something in this mud pit for a short period of safety from them. Not prone to laughing, he grunted at the irony and dug his nose into the mud once more.