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Nikiana rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 6:26 pm
Character: Samril
Stage: Year 2
Luck: 10
Dragon: Ayrala
Success Rate: 41-100
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 6:45 pm
It had been some time since his last visit to this place. Samril had spent weeks honing his abilities at home, practicing from sun up to sun down whenever he could. And, now, he felt ready to try and take on an Ayrala dragon once more. And so now he found himself stepping cautiously onto Ayr. He could remember the last two times he'd tried coming here. But things were different now. Now he was a year 2 and he felt much stronger and able to take on those silly Ayrala dragons!!!
... He just had to find one first. Samril was startled to find out that he didn't run into one right away. After all, that was what had happened in the past. Perhaps they were all sleeping? That would be good. He'd be able to sneak up on one!
And, as it so happened, that was exactly what happened. Samril crested a hill and nearly walked right into a dozing Ayrala. The Dovaa quickly recovered himself and sent two large bolts of lightning at the unaware dragon.
The dragon gave a cry but Samril was already moving on to his next attack, darting in and punching the dragon, then running on past in to turn and shock it.
The Ayrala roared and charged after the Kiandri Dovaa, not happy with this rather rude awakening! It swiped at the annoying male, catching Samril on the shoulder. He winced and tried making his way towards the dragon's rear, sending another lightning bolt at it. He was trying to stay away from it, though the dragon could close in fairly quickly. He remembered how Kavanna had kept her distance in their spar... which reminded him that they needed to spar again now that he'd picked a clan!
But the dragon was larger than Samril and could close the distance between them more easily than he could keep it, so he made sure to try and dodge to the side each time as well.
It was a long, tiring battle with Samril shooting bolt after bolt of lightning at the dragon, as well as throwing the odd punch or two whenever the dragon got close. His dodging started to get slower as he grew tired, though the dragon seemed to be tiring as well.
Finally, with a last burst of lighting, the dragon gave a final cry and collapsed, Samril hitting the ground mere seconds later in relief. He sat, panting and trying to catch his breath, as the dragon dissipated into bones, leaving a swirling grey orb among them.
The Dovaa grinned. He'd done it. He'd won. He COULD take on these Ayrala dragons after all! He'd just needed more practice, was all. Slowly, and with a groan, Samril stood and made his way to the dragon's remains. He picked up the soul orb, smiling even wider as he gazed upon it. Now what would his brothers say? He'd moved up from the weaker Ysali dragons they'd teased him about previously. Perhaps his sister, Sarita, had been right. Perhaps he'd be the best dragon hunter the Baird family had ever seen!
With that happy thought in mind, Samril turned to head towards home.
[Exp gained: 15 (15/15) = 15 exp
Samril grows to level 16 with 11.5 exp left over.
Samril finds an Ayrala Dragon Orb!]
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