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Skyeforge rolled 1 100-sided dice:
92
Total: 92 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 10:41 am
Character: Nayal
Stage: Apprentice
Luck: 2
Dragon: Ysali
Success Rate: 81-100
Success.
Gained 5 EXP, 1 LUK Point, and a Ysali Dragon Soul Orb.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 11:07 am
It had been a week since the meeting of Kilian, Kavanna, and Samril at Lake Koralifel. Her rage was at an all time high. The more she stewed on the facts, the more she saw the idiocy of her own race. Kilian, an Oblivionite, saw the happenings and decided to stand against her and not take her side? HER SIDE!? It was preposterous and unimaginable that he would do that to her, or any Oblivionite for that matter. He had no respect for the Oblivionite race and deserved to die, yes, that's what she thought...DIE.
Nayal snuck out of Obsidian City for a bit of peace and quiet. She wanted to see if she couldn't come up and kill a dragon either. Maybe that would help her anger a tad. She just couldn't imagine an Oblivionite not fighting for the cause of Oblivion! For Soudana! That was what they were there for! As much as Nayal's mother hated the fighting and embedded that fact into Nayal's head, the Oblivionite couldn't shake the feeling that she definitely had a fighting spirit. No doubt one that her father and, on top of that, her grandfather gave to her.
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As she moved more into the forest, she noticed a couple of Ysali in the distance. Ah, the perfect prey. She took a rock and decided that it would be her weapon of choice, at least until she had chosen her own. It was a sharp edged rock at least.
She snuck ever closer to the pair, but stepping on a stick, they instantly were frightened away.
"Dammit." the Oblivionite sighed, throwing the rock down upon the ground.
Suddenly, from behind her, a powerful whip lashed her legs. "AHH!" she cried, falling to the ground. Another Ysali jumped from a tree and began to screech at her in dragon tongue. She quickly looked at the damage done to the back of her legs, her clothing ripped a bit, but otherwise unharmed. She quickly moved her hand over the rock she had thrown down and glared at the opponent.
"Let's do this." she said in a hushed tone, jumping up quickly and running at the dragon with all her might, pushing past the pain.
She jumped at the target, screaming as she did. It seemed to freeze instantly almost and the rock went straight into the throat of the dragon. A squeal of pain and then a dead dragon lay beside her. Covered in blood, the dragon began to dissolve into nothing but bones, leaving behind a soul orb for her taking.
"Perfect. Draco will be proud." she said, and with that, she returned back home, happy that she was able to take some of her anger out somewhere.
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