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bobaTJ rolled 1 100-sided dice:
81
Total: 81 (1-100)
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 Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2014 2:40 pm
Character || Bhima
Stage || Blade
Battling || Maglardilla(1)
Battle Stat || 26
Defense || 8
Roll Needed || 50-100
Rolled || 81
Outcome || Win!
Experience earned || 24EXP
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2014 2:53 pm
Continuing down the road, Bhima saw very little protein-rich palatable fare. She had picked a handful of berries and considered, if only for a split second, to see what spitorog tasted like. When rationality returned, she decided to turn her sights to the sky. A maglardilla was still her best bet, even if she was personally a bit annoyed with them at the moment. She had not failed to hunt before, but she had also rarely been on hunts alone. She would need to work on her skills, and her tactics.
It was a characteristic clattering that caught the young woman's attention. There must be a swarm of the tasty little buggies somewhere back in the woods. It actually took Bhima a moment to decide that she had to try again. If she wasn't successful, her protein tonight was going to have to come from illi. Her lip wrinkled, she diverted from the worn ground leading goddess-knows-where and followed the fluttering, chirping sounds of a good herd.
She saw them gathered up in the high boughs of a corpse of trees, perhaps grazing. A blade wasn't about to coax them down, however. Instead, half-crazed by frustration, she picked up a rock.
Bhima stared at the maglardillas. They didn't seem to notice her.
With an angry howl, Bhima reeled back and heaved the good-sized rock into the crowd. They rose and headed away in a great mob of colors and movements to the sound of breaking branches. Two large shapes tumbled from the trees. She could not believe her eyes.
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