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Miidnight Melody rolled 2 100-sided dice:
100, 60
Total: 160 (2-200)
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 Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 7:11 am
Character: Takeo
Stage: Apprentice
Luck: 3
Dragon: Ysali
Success rate: 71 - 100
1 win, 1 loss
10 (5/10) = 5 * 2 (blood moon) = 10 EXP
10 + 6 = 16 TOTAL EXP
GREW TO LVL 11
with 6 exp left over
Gained 1 Ysali orb
5.5 (5/11) = 2.5 * 2 (blood moon) = 5 EXP
5 + 6 = 11 EXP
GREW TO LVL 12
Gained 1 LUK EXP
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 7:17 am
His parents were proud of his accomplishments when Takeo arrived back home with his first dragon soul. However, they were displeased by how long it had taken him to actually kill his first dragon. Deep down, he knew he would be in trouble with them for it was inexcusable. He was trained well ever since he was born and should have been an easy task, but apparently it was not. He stayed in solitude of his home, hidden within the city in rest for his next hunt.
The next day he had left home with his gear gathered together to head off into the forest once more for a hunt. Again, he has no weapons on him and has to make use of what he could find in nature to take down the Ysali. "It would be a lot easier if they gave me at least a knife . . ." Takeo muttered to himself in irritation. His father was being highly unfair with him, but it was all to make him stronger in the end; or that is what he keeps on telling himself. The ninja made camp at a small clearing and went to work of preparing for another hunt and plotting on what to do this time around. Sadly all he felt like doing was playing his flute . . . but maybe he can try to incorporate it to his plotting somehow . . .
As he was finished, Takeo walked around in the forest until he found a suitable spot where he could feel the warm rays of the sun dappled through the leaves. He sat down comfortably and set his bag down and pulled out his shinobue, a wooden flute. His mask was pushed up just enough that his lips were visible and he pressed his lips and blow to create his music. It was a mysterious, haunting piece that can intrigued the ears in curiosity of what it could be making something to beautiful yet so melancholy. It did attracted some of the creatures out from their home, not only that but also an Ysali had peaked out from hiding to listen to the song that was being played. Takeo didn't move at all and continued his song even though he is quite aware that his target has arrived. What has surprised him to see is that the Ysali is not alone and brought a friend along to hear the concert.
It was his lucky day is seemed. Surely his plan has to be altered a bit to drag in the extra dragon, but none the less the result will be the same thing. His flute shrilled, his fingers danced across the wooden flute as he came to an end of his song at a silent note. Takeo felt content with it, happy even for it has been a while that he had played a song. He brought his flute down to his lap and took in a deep breath in enjoying the nature air around him for it was so much sweeter than the air in the city. What the Ysali dragons haven't noticed though is that his hands have disappeared underneath his large sleeves and only took noticed that the song was over. And with a quick flick of his wrist, a few sharpened stones were tossed and aimed right at them. A few have lodged into one dragon right along the throat and the other only felt it scraped along its scales and had managed to ran off. "Damn, I missed one . . ." Takeo cursed as he calmly packed his flute in his bag and walked up to the injured Ysali which was gasping for air. He stared down as he watched it suffered in pain up until the last gasp of air was taken and it died. The body decayed and turned to ash only to leave a dragon orb in its place. It was another victory for him seeing the smirk of a smile on his face before it was hidden behind his mask.
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