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 Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2014 10:35 pm
http://25.media.tumblr.com/b240e87705d048d702a666b76259a9cb/tumblr_mu5glm647C1soxgkvo1_500.jpg Magesc ✦ Caravan Raid ✦ Solo or Group Adventure
Must be a Khehora Rating:  Reward: 1 Ayrala Dragon Orb for each participant. You are sneaking into a Caravan at night for a raid. What you are there for is up to you, tasty food, materials, precious metals and stones, or just raiding for the fun of it. As you slink along the outside looking for your prize you spot an Apprentice's carelessly lost Dragon Orb laying underneath a wagon. If there is a group, you spot an open bag lying on the ground with an orb laying just inside the opening of the bag. Alone: How do you go about retrieving the orb? Do you sneak in or barge in blatantly and rely upon speed and strength to get you out? Group: Do the rest of you go about stealing what you came about while one attempts to be a distraction and one goes to grab the bag of orbs? Or do you all try sneaking? Sneaking:: (All who try sneaking must roll)Roll a d100:: 80-100 :: You are successful in sneaking and get out scotch free 21-79 :: You get to the orb without being spotted, but are seen as you try to leave. RP your escape. 1-20 :: You get spotted on your way there and must RP your snagging the orb and your escape. Barging in/Decoy:: There is no roll for this, but you must RP an encounter with the caravan's people. Do you try to intimidate them? Or just rush in and out and hope you and your companions all get out safely. How do you try to preoccupy the caravan people while your buddies sneak in and raid? If one of your companions tries to sneak but gets caught, do you run to help them or try to drive off the two-leggers and let your friends escape? Have fun with this one. There are so many ways that this can go, so feel free to do as weird of stuff as you want! You may RP a fight with the caravan people: you won't need to roll for that fight nor will you get any EXP, but it is another option to play around with.
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
96
Total: 96 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 8:22 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 10:31 pm
After the encounter with the Kiandri dragons and the Gaili Khehora, Suluksati was exhausted and hungry, not to mention depressed. So, when she smelled Magescan on the desert wind, she was not too excited. What did she care about twolegs today? Her own kind hated her. Why should she find anything more with them? She had just decided how she was going to avoid them when she smelled another smell that set her mouth to watering. She swallowed her saliva, feeling the emptiness on the way down. She was so hungry. She hadn't thought about it for a while, but she was.
The Magescans had food. Cooked food, yes, but she could smell the charring of meat. She could not ignore her stomachs pleas. She crouched low and slunk towards the two legger's smell, trying to not let her crest rise hopefully – it would reveal her. She hoped that it wouldn't be too well guarded, and also that she would be able to get in, get her food, and get out without being hindered. She came upon the camp shortly, a stand of traders camping in the desert sands in preparation for a continuation of their trek around the small settlements that dotted the oases in the Eowyn interior.
She crept closer, the smell of food almost intoxicating. There wasn't much of a guard on the encampment and, as she drew closer, she saw that the meat - the delightful chunk of meat over the fire - was unguarded. She tensed, then rushed forward. She grabbed the meat in her jaws, and, streaking through the camp as a white, fluffy, desperate blur, hid beneath one of the caravans and ate the morsel, enjoying the feeling of being fed. She waited for the commotion to die down - they had started buzzing like hornets, and she had seen more meat that she wanted to eat - she was not immune to greed.
As she waited, she saw, next to her talon, a silvery, glowing orb. A dragon orb! One step closer to the power to protect. Getting a dragon orb without having to kill her beloved dragons was a rare treat.
Carefully, she reached out and put it in her carry bag.
She waited until the carvan had calmed down a little, and then she dashed out from hiding. She had managed to grab a large haunch of sheron and was about to make off with it when one of the caraveners found her. Shouting, he aimed his bow at her. She blocked his loosed arrow with a light shield and charged at him.
He dodged out of the way – because anybody would dodge out of the way of a charging khehora - as his fellows came to assist him. She didn't stop to engage - she kept going. She took to the wing, flapping hard to soar over their heads, her shielding magic protecting her from their attacks as she gained altitude and, with another powerful flap of her wings, flew over their camp and out into the desert night. They pursued her for a time, but soon gave up. She disappeared into the desert night, already anticipating the meat that would soon be in her stomach.
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