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Orpheus Solon rolled 3 100-sided dice:
42, 38, 85
Total: 165 (3-300)
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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 3:46 am
Character: Aiolos
Stage: Apprentice
Luk: 3 + 2 Luk exp
Dragon: Ysali x 3
Failure: 1-70
Success: 71-100
3.5 ( 5/7 ) = 2.5 x 2 = 5
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7 ( 5/7 ) = 5
10 + 3 (from last battle) = 7/7 with 6 left over
~ +1 Level
~ +1 Luk Point
~ +2 Luk Exp + 2 (from last time) = 4/3 = 1 Luk point and 1 Luk Exp
~ +1 Ysali Orb
Word Count Needed: 900
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 3:49 am
Aiolos was heading toward where he'd hidden his dragon orbs, wanting to keep the two miraculous things safe given that they were obviously a gift from Seren. She had seen the orbs find their way to his hands and he was going to make sure that they made it all the way to the Lady Aevah Avi no matter how hard the journey might be. The blacksmith had given him a piece of paper with directions on how to find her, told him that bringing the orbs to her would be a good thing, that giving such tributes to the leader of the Orderites was a good way to find the blessings of not only the Lady but also of Seren. The more help he could get, earned help, the better. All he had to do was get to his secret stash, dig up the bag that the orbs were in, make sure that they were cleaned up, then bring them to the Citadel of Order where the lady lived.
It wasn't a place that he'd ever went to, but now was his chance, "How I wish I could have gone with my parents." He murmured to himself, glancing up toward the expansive blues skies over head for a moment, then gave a soft sigh. How he could have gone there with his parents, but then again there were many things that he wished could do that with them. Even something simple, such as sitting with them again, listening to them talk, while his mother brushed his hair. Lifting a hand he touched the blue feather he had in his hair, giving a bit of a sighing sound as he touched it, "I miss you two so much." He said, his voice shaking a little as the tips of his fingers brushed against the feather. It was his last connection to his mother, a beautiful feather from one of her wing, that helped comfort him at the worst times.
There was a breeze that suddenly blew in, ruffling his hair, dragging his attention away from the sky and back toward the direction that the wind was coming from... and his eyes went rather wide, "Oh... no, not again." He breathed, noticing the dragons that were there. He stopped walking then, his body freezing in place. The last time where he'd have to deal with a single dragon was enough to scare him, enough to overwhelm him, to send him running for his life but this time it was even worse, there were three of them. A shiver went through him from head to toe, his heart thudding in his chest as he tried to decide what to do. Should he run? Should he try to get back to the city... no, no he couldn't go back. He needed to get the orbs for Lady Aevah Avi, so he couldn't run back. He had to keep going forward so what should he do? Should he start heading toward where the orbs were hidden and hope that they didn't notice him?
Another flutter of wind drew his eyes to the blue feather, then passed it to the weapon hanging off his side. He blinked a couple times then murmured, "Mother...? You want me to fight?" His hand went to the weapon at his side, taking it off his side, holding it tightly. So she was telling him to fight? He had to be strong, to take his weapon in hand, and he had to fight! He had run away the last time and that hadn't gone well, had it? He'd failed at battling the dragon, he'd gotten tangled up in vines, and would have been eaten by the Ysali if it wasn't for the blacksmith coming to save him. No more running then, instead he had to fight! It was a scary prospect but something that he had to do or else he'd been running forever.
Turning around the face the trio of dragons, all of which seemed to have noticed that Aiolos was present. He took hold of the weapon that the blacksmith had given to him, drew in a deep breath, held it a moment, before letting it out slowly, "Alright, Mother, I will do it, I will stand up to them, I will fight." He said to her, feeling as though she was standing there fight beside him, pushing him forward toward the battle. He couldn't run away anymore, not when there were three of them, not when he couldn't even run from two of them.
Lifting his weapon up he went charging forward toward the trio of dragons. As he did so one of the dragons broke away from the group, rushing forward, giving a roaring as it did so. The two of them met in the middle with Aiolos sliding under his snapping jaws, before he swung around to slam his weapon against the underside of the dragon's throat. The dragon stumbled a couple steps to the side, giving a weird, choking sound as it do so. Turning to face him, its eyes narrowing, before it opened its mouth to roar... but no sound came out, just a airy hiss. He blinked a couple times, then took another couple of swings, hitting the Ysali a couple more times around the face and neck, using as much strength as he could muster... and much to the surprise of the young Orderite, as well as the other two dragons, the first one suddenly tipped over, crumbling away, leaving behind a Ysali dragon orb.
It was something that caused his eyes to go huge, "W-Woah... I did it, I won..." He breathed, sounding more then a little shocked over the sight.
(( Word Count: 949 ))
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Orpheus Solon rolled 2 100-sided dice:
77, 98
Total: 175 (2-200)
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 3:50 am
Character: Aiolos
Stage: Apprentice
Luk: 5 + 1 Luk exp
Dragon: Ysali x 2
Failure: 1-50
Success: 51-100
8 ( 5/8 ) = 5 x 2 = 10
10 + 6 (from last battle) = 8/8 with 8 left over
~ +1 Level
~ +2 Luk Exp (all their worth now on a win) + 1 (from last time) = 1 Luk Point
~ +2 Ysali Orbs
Word Count Needed: 600
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 3:52 am
He turned toward the other dragons slowly, starring at the three of them for a long moment. After a momentary stand off he lifted up and pointed his weapon at the pair, "Ummm, you can leave if you want." He said, trying to sound cocky, even though it seemed they were buying it. No, they seemed as though they weren't all that pleased with him as they came stalking toward him, both of them growling as they came at him. This was something that caused his heart to skip a beat, almost taking a step back as the frightened part of him wanted to retreat... but stopped when he felt the wind against his back once more, pushing him forward once again.
"Alright, I'll try." He said, lifting the weapon up once more, preparing himself before he started forward toward the two dragons. He couldn't back down now, he had to fight! Hurrying forward toward the one on the right, taking a couple swings at him, slamming the weapon into it, then swung around to hit the other one, and took a couple hopping steps back, his wings fluttering rapidly. He looked between the two of them, taking note of which one seemed to be the most shaken by the first hit, before lunging forward toward that one, taking a couple more swings at that one. Some of the swings hit, some of them missing, still trying to get the hang of the weapon. It was a heavy weapon, one that was going to take a lot of strength and a lot of effort to figure out, but this seemed to be a good push. He wondered, as he continued to take his shots at the dragon, if this was what his mother had been thinking when she nudged him forward?
She wanted him to fight, to be strong, and he would fight just as she was urging him to do! He was going to do this, was going to deal with this dragons, and show his mother that he was going to be alright! He couldn't give up, couldn't let up, he had to do this. It was a little on the scary side but he felt as though his mother, as well as Seren, were looking over him this day. Giving a smile he said, "Help to guide my hand." He murmured, taking another swing at the dragon, this one seeming to hit it just right, causing it to collapse. He whirled around to face off against the final dragon as the other one started to crumble away, once more swinging his weapon. The battle was a dangerous one, made even more so when he heard a distance roar overhead, one that told him that he and this dragon weren't alone.
"Another one? Really?" He murmured to himself, wanting to look up at it to see where it was but he knew that he couldn't do that. He had to concentrate, to keep his eyes locked on this dragon, and once it had been defeated then he would be able to figure out what the new comer dragon was up to. He had been able to take down two dragons but another one? He just had to hope that he was able to keep his energy up and that he was able to make it to his stash without having to worry about further dragon attacks. It seemed that they were out in force today but if nothing else that should mean that his stash would be safe.
His weapon swung a couple more times, hitting one of the dragons temples, then the other, and caused it fall back, it's head shaking, before he fell over to one side twitching. Not wanting to leave the dragon to suffer, no matter how scary they were, Aiolos was quick to hurry forward and put the creature down. Once that was done he dragged in a deep breath, holding it, before he lifted his gaze to the sky toward the dragon that was coming down toward him.
(( Word Count: 672 ))
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Orpheus Solon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
98
Total: 98 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 3:53 am
Character: Aiolos
Stage: Apprentice
Luk: 6 + 0 Luk exp
Dragon: Ysali x 1
Failure: 1-40
Success: 41-100
9 ( 5/9 ) = 5
5 + 8 (from last battle) = 9/9 with 4 left over
~ +1 Level
~ +1 Luk Exp
~ +1 Ysali Orb
Word Count Needed: 300
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 7:47 am
The final dragon came to land in front of him, it's wings snapping open, giving a great roar. It had to be the biggest on yet, at least it seemed that way to Aiolos, but after a quick glance from side to side he saw that this was the last one left. He just had to deal with the last dragon and then he would finally be able to catch his breath, clean off his weapon, and then head to his secret stash. There was just one dragon left between him and the orbs, between him and the prize that he wanted to bring to Lady Aevah Avi.
Aiolos drew in a deep breath, let it out slowly, before he went charging forward into the battle against the dragon, taking hold of the weapon in both hands, and brought it down hard against the dragon's leg, causing it to stumble. The dragon gave a howl, lifting his foot up, shaking it hard, before barring its teeth at Aiolos, snarling in rage before its jaws came snapping at him. This one seemed to have a tough hide, one that seemed to deflect more blows then the other dragons had. He just had to keep going, look for a weak spot, and he'd be able to take this one down.
Constantly movement seemed to be the most important thing, to keep ahead of the dragon, to keep from being bit or clawed by the dragon. That was the plan at least until the creature caught hold of him with its vine magic, one of those spells that had Aiolos wishing very much that he could curse... but if his mother and Seren really were looking over him then he couldn't very well do that, could he? Instead he gritted his teeth, bracing himself as the dragon came at him, drawing his weapon back, and swung it with all the strength that he had in him. The sound it made, a rather loud and awful crunch sound, resounded across the area... and the dragon instantly started to crumble away before it seemed seemed to realize what had happened.
Aiolos blinked a couple times, then sigh, "Phew... that was something." He murmured, shaking his weapon off, before he looked around the area. No more dragons from the looks of it but there was something rather amazing waiting around for him, four Ysali dragon orbs. After a moment spent catching his breath he started forward, gathering up the orbs to put in his pack along with all the other various things he'd gathered to this point.
He shifted his pack, checking the weight before nodding, "Should be alright." His pack was made to be tough and could take the weight. Giving a smile he started forward, once more heading for his stash. He'd gotten the Ysali orbs, sure, but he still wanted to grab the other two as well. They were from more powerful dragons so surely they would be worth more to Lady Aevah Avi, right? That's what he felt at least. He'd trade the Ysali orbs for the Peisio and Ayrala orbs, before he headed for the Citadel of Order.
(( Word Count: 524 ))
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