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Nikiana rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-100)
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 Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 7:14 am
Character: Samril
Stage: Year 2
Luck: 14
Dragon: Kiandri
Success Rate: 51-100
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 7:46 am
Samril had decided to travel to the Malro Desert once again and fight another Kiandri dragon. After all, what was better than showing one Kiandri soul orb off? Showing off two! He'd made sure to bring water once again and was suffering to wear the stupid floppy hat that kept the sun out of his eyes.
Through the desert he walked... and walked... and walked... and walked. Every Kiandri dragon he saw was in a group or flying overhead. Getting tired of the heat and frustrated, Samril took a break to drink some water. Surely there was a dragon somewhere for him to fight!
He continued on in his search. After a lot more walking, Samril had to take another break for water. What was with the dragons?! They seemed to be hiding from him. Was he that scary?? The Dovaa sighed, looking around once more. Wait, what was that?
Samril quickly headed off in that direction, stumbling a bit across the sands. He came to a halt, panting, as he grinned. It was a lone dragon! At last!! Taking one last quick drink, Samril put his water away and ran towards the Kiandri dragon.
In his haste, Samril had forgotten to make sure that there were indeed no others nearby... So when he attacked the dragon in his vision and it roared, there was an answering roar from overhead. Samril blinked, a bit confused. What...?
A whoosh overhead made him look up, only to have to shield his eyes as the dragon that had been flying overhead dove for a landing, roaring its challenge at the Dovaa. Oops. This was not going to end well...
Samril gulped and started looking for a way to escape. There was no way he could take on two Kiandri dragons. He'd barely taken on one last time he'd tried! And now he was being double-teamed!
Samril began backing up, hoping that he could get away before getting killed. Because getting killed would be no fun. No fun at all! "Nice dragons... good dragons... I didn't mean it, dragons... Please don't hurt me dragons..."
The two Kiandri hissed as he continued to move slowly away. "I'm leaving. See, going away. Not going to hurt you..." Samril kept up the stream of babble, hoping maybe it'd keep them somewhat calm until he was far enough away to run for dear life.
His talking seemed to work as the Kiandri didn't move, just hissed and watched as he moved further and further away. Finally, Samril was far enough away that he felt he could turn and run. And so he did. He ran and ran for a good distance before, panting, coming to a stop to make sure they weren't following him.
"Oh." The Dovaa was startled when he realized why he'd not been chased. The two Kiandri had themselves retreated and were now checking over their nest to make sure he hadn't done anything to it while he'd been there. Perhaps that was why all the dragons were in groups... Ew, dragons mating! The thought made Samril want to run far far away so he wouldn't have to see that!
[Exp gained: 9(25/18 ) = 12.5 exp
Samril grows to level 19 with 10.5 exp left over.]
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