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Orpheus Solon rolled 2 100-sided dice:
13, 51
Total: 64 (2-200)
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 Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 6:09 pm
Character:Junjie
Stage: Adept
Luck: 27 + 0 Luk exp
Dragon: Peisio
Failure: 1-70
Success 71-100
14.5(35/29) = 17.5 x 2 = 35 x 2 (( Blood Moon Effect )) = 70
70 (from this battle) + 23 (left over from last battle) = 29/29 30/30 31/31 with 3 left over.
~ +3 Levels
~ +2 Luk Exp
Word Count Needed: 600
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 5:26 pm
Junjie was on edge as the ship ride continued toward the shores of Eowyn, knowing that at any moment the Peisio Dragons might reappear to have another go at the ship and its occupants. He didn't know what it was exactly that he should do, not when the Blood Moon was messing with his magic... not to mention that in the middle of the ocean he couldn't really use all that much in the way of his Ysali powers either. He was going to have to be careful from here on out until his feet once more touched down on land or else he was going to find himself at risk in a way that he didn't care for even in the least bit. He didn't like feeling helpless, he wanted to be able to fight, to be able to defend himself and those around him, at the moment he wasn't able to do that and he didn't care for it, "I will be happy when we are off this ship and on land again." He said to the Keinova that he was leaning into, turning to smile up at Abellio before turning to check on Arjan who was mostly pacing around.
"In such a rush to leave the ship? I don't know if I should feel insulted or not." Came a familiar voice, that of the Orderite sailor from earlier, the one that had protected him and tossed the harpoon at the Peisio. It had been something Junjie was grateful for since it had saved his hide but he still wished he could have been of more use.
Pushing away from Abellio he gave a bit of a smile, "Not that I am trying to run from you, sir, just wanting to put my feet back on solid ground again." The fact that he wasn't able to swim was yet another reason for his dislike of the Peisio attacking while he was stuck on this ship. How he wished at times that he could fly... but his wings weren't really useful for that, were they? No they were good for getting him in trouble and that was about all. Damn wings he thought to himself before he turned to looking at the sailor once more, "I suppose though if I were on land then I wouldn't have met you though... huh..." He trailed off, turned his head, and looked around, "You feel that?" It was a slight shift in the ship that didn't feel quite right he thought to himself before he felt it again, feeling it as something heavy hit the side of the ship once more, shaking it, causing him to stumble a step.
The sailor turned to look over at him a moment, patted him on the shoulder, then said, "Stay with your Drakein, I will deal with them." He said, grabbing up another weapon, yelling to the rest of the crew to prepare what was coming, leaving Junjie to watch in awe as the battle began. He really couldn't help but to be impressed, this guy much be someone important, to be able to command such respect amongst the others get them to obey orders, and he seemed to be one Hell of a shot when it came to heaving that harpoon of his. He could only hope that the dragons would either be defeated for chased off after this particular attack. He would fight with the Peisio dragons again, sure, he just didn't want to have to deal with them while he was in the middle of the water. He would much rather fight with them when his feet were planted firmly on the ground. He'd leave this sort of battles for the professionals.
(( Word Count: 617 ))
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