A villager has left a tip about some form of virus happening to the local minipet wildlife. It is up to you to check it out!
Your character must catch one of the local minipets wandering around. Roll 1d10 and see what phrase you get from the list. Then use the minisglossary to pick a pet with that phrase in it (do not pick SE pets or RE ones!)
1. Tropical 2. Sweet 3. Black 4. White 5. Spooky 6. Cheese 7. Onion 8. War 9. Wish 10. Eyeball
Once they have caught one, they need to carefully examine it to make sure it has no signs of the virus (the symptoms are possibly purple, evil looking, very vicious) then they can let it go. If however, it is purple or shows possible signs of the virus, they should hand it in to the villager. Roll 1d4 to see what the villager gives you for your time.
1. You get nothing. They take the pet and go away. 2. You get a halfhearted thumbs up. 3. The pet bites you as you near away from it! Ouch! Add +2 to your miasma meter. 4. The villager looks at you. He says "they key to the door is 8888." He leaves.
Yayoi rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-10)
Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2015 4:35 pm
Now this was what Falair could get into. It peeked her interest. Mysterious virus? The little beasties that roamed this area? It was a dream request. After those villagers from before wouldn't answer her questions about the minis in this area. Now they were practically pushing her towards them.
Time to fulfill some goals.
It didn't take the horsewoman long to reach the area in which she had been tipped off about. It was also pretty obvious that something was going on here. Though not like there wasn't anything going on with this whole entire village. This specific place just seemed really really off.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it.
The rustling of a bush nearby caught her attention. Falair crept closer on tip toes, it was hard to mask the clicking of beads and tinkling of metal that her person gave off sometimes. Especially here, it was pretty dead quiet to begin with. Hopefully she wouldn't scare whatever was in the bushes off.
Falair sucked in a breath, holding it for a count of three before leaping into the bush. The quiet atmosphere shattered by the squealing of a Sweet Pea Shion. The struggle continued until Falair got a good grip on the scruff of it's neck, stepping out from the bush with an accomplished grin on her face. Hidden by her face mask.
The mini growled, swiping a paw at the mare's face. She pulled it back, holding it in the air at arms length. That would do no good if it scratched her eyes out.
"Gonna put an end to that right now. I cannot examine you when you are in such an agitated state." Reaching into her leather apron, Falair pulled out a couple strips of leather. Quickly tieing together the mini's paws so that it could not swipe at her again, or run away as she placed it on the ground.
"Now be a good little beastie, this is just a routine check. If we were back in my home you would be dissected and studied. Even if you did not have some weird virus the villages claim you do." She turned the mini around, giving it a thorough look over. It still growled and struggled at it's restraints, glaring at her most evil like.
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Character Name:Falair Saab Faction: Famine Pony Appearance: [x] Miasma meter 3
Horsemen Every time you gain Miasma, multiply it by x.5. So, in a prompt if you gain +2 miasma, it is actually +1 for you. Round up.
Items obtained: whale fin
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Yayoi rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2015 4:37 pm
There was certainly something strange about that minipet. Whether or not it was just rabid or had some kind of virus Falair could not say without even more tests and a more thorough, not in the field examination.
To bad she was unprepared in that. Now she was kind of kicking herself for not packing extra tools that she may need. But little had she known she would be thrust upon this village the way she and the others had been.
She was half tempted to take the minipet with her but no sooner had she had that thought than a villager appeared. Apparently they came to collect the minipet and hear what Falair had to say about it's condition.
The mare was reluctant to give the minipet over for a second.
"It seems to have some odd characteristics about it. Most of these critters, from my experience, aren't quite as vicious. Nor do they usually glare in such an evil manner." She tapped a finger against her chin. "Unless they have absolute reason to do so." Looking to the snarling mini on the ground she sighed. "I would like to do further research but do not have the time right now nor the equipment to do so."
Lifting the minipet up as she stood, she held it out for the villager to take. It's little body squirming and thrashing the best it could with it's legs confined. "I do not know what you plan to do with it but my suggestion would be to be careful with it." As she relinquished the mini to the villager, when her hand was almost clear, the mini turned it's head and bit Falair harshly on the hand. It wasn't the first time she had been bitten by a mini, so there was so outcry of pain or quick snatching of her hand back. She merely let it bite her until it was done and the villager had whisked it away.
Looking down at her hand, it stung. Pretty bad in fact. That and for some reason Falair had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach about it. There was something wrong with that mini and she feared now that it had spread to her.
Once again she reached into her apron and pulled out a piece of cloth, wrapping it tightly around the bite on her hand. She had never worried about a bite before, but this time....this time it was concerning.
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Character Name:Falair Saab Faction: Famine Pony Appearance: [x] Miasma meter 3
Horsemen Every time you gain Miasma, multiply it by x.5. So, in a prompt if you gain +2 miasma, it is actually +1 for you. Round up.
