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Character || Dyakida
Stage || Journeyman Blacksmith
Battling || Alol x 3
Battle Stat ||23
Defense || 5
Roll Needed || 50-100 40-100 with Dravi
Rolled || 9, 18, 51
Outcome || Lose, Lose, Win
Experience earned ||
1.7+1.7= 3.4
5*.75= 3.75
3.4+3.75= 7.1 = 7+15 = 22 exp

Dyakida relaxed in the warmth of the beach. The sun struck her skin in a delicious way, caressing it with a feeling of healthful comfort. Of course, she had put on the protective oils that her hosts had cautioned her to use. The sun could burn her, she'd been told. She was, unfortunately, familiar with burns, and they were not pleasant. But, indeed, how badly could the sun burn? She didn't think it was as bad as she was told, but the earnestness in their voices told her that, to assuage their worries, she should put it on herself. And, honestly, it wasn't that bad.

So she lay there, relaxing, listening to the water crash noisily against the rocks and swish against the soft sand. She would go for a swim later, but for now she stretched lazily, subsumed by warmth. She became aware of something touching her leg, something different. Before she could write it off as nothing, however, it moved. It scurried nimbly along her skin, making her twitch and sit up, startled.

”What...?” she reached down to brush off... whatever it was... only to meet something textured and wet and very tenacious. It moved again, dodging her questing hands. ”What is this?!” she demanded, as... whatever it was... scurried around her person. ”Gah!?” she yelped, half standing, as it took refuge under her top. ”Roots and stone!” she cursed, at the sudden slimy coolness of it, ”Get off of me!”

(243/1000)

Too jostled and unsettled by the thing that was so rudely crawling on her, Dyakida couldn't sense the approach of someone new... until they touched her. ”Gah!” she scrabbled at the sensation, belatedly sensing that there was, indeed, something big in front of her. She pushed at it. ”Get away!” she threatened. She hadn't brought her dagger on the beach because she'd been told it was safe, and had experienced it as safe, and so, surely, it was safe. But right at that moment, she wished she had it in hand. ”Get away from...”

Wait, where was the slimy thing?

She waited a breathless moment, and realized that it was not moving. In fact, it was no longer on her at all. She waited another moment, just to be sure. His question confirmed that. ”What... No! Is it even...” her lip curled in disgust, ”Is it even edible?!” Something that wiggly and slimy and leg-y... ergh. Of course, she ate cooked bugs and grubs and other things, but those were different. Completely and totally different.

”What is it?” she asked in haughty indignation, touching her top to make sure it wasn't displaced in any way, ”And who are you?!”

(442/1000)

She tugged her top down, ensuring that her physical modesty (such as it was in Alkidike terms) was maintained.

The male probably had a point – you could eat just about anything if you knew how – but that wasn't the real question here. In fact, he hadn't answered any of her questions, which was infuriating. ”They typically are.” she said curtly. Her nose crinkled as a wierdly cool, earthy smell appeared A tentative hand revealed that... yes. He'd just shoved whatever it was at her. ”I have no idea.” she said, perhaps a little too harshly.

Goddess's leaves, she'd really needed that rest. She only got snippy like this after a nap when she'd really needed it. That meant that this vacation was very likely a good idea... slimy scurrying things aside.

”Wait, what?” Dyakida paled. She was all too familiar with topical poisons and what they could do. ”What? What do you see? Did it do something? Is there...” she touched her leg, where the thing had first crawled onto her. ”Is there a mark here, or anywhere?” Already, she was starting to wonder if she needed to jump into the nearby ocean and scrub herself down – modesty be damned to the shore, one did not mess with poison.

(654/1000)

Oh good. She trusted his assessment of her skin. Since that area didn't feel odd to the touch and wasn't itching so there was a good chance that, well, nothing had happened. “Is it only my eyes?” she asked, a little flatly, “If they are merely pale and clouded, then there is nothing to worry about. That was already done. Consequently, I really wouldn't know if you looked normal or not.”

Unidentified creature crisis out of the way, she crossed her arms over her chest. “And you didn't answer my question. Who are you?”

(748/1000)

"Yes. It is unfortunate." she agreed snidely. She tood a deep, hopefully quiet breath so as not to snap at him any more. Slimy small creatures aside, she needed to be diplomatic, especially since he could see the beasts.

"Yes. I can be out on my own." she said a little imperiously, glowering in his general direction, "I can take care of myself." Lizard incident aside and... oh, mother's roots, who was she kidding? "My gracious hosts live nearby and said that this beach was safe and very nice to relax on. They are merely busy at the moment." She added. "I-I'm sure they will be back soon." There. If he meant her harm, she had effectively told him that she wasn't alone.

Truth was, she wasn't sure how soon they would be back... But if needed she did have her knife. "Dravi... Dyakida. That is my name." Not around these parts? Hmm. Well. "I think you've helped enough. Thank you." she said, a little forcefully, hoping he would go away now that the lizard thing was resolved...

(926/1000)  

Dyakida had been about to tell him to please not touch thank you very much in no uncertain terms, and possibly try to get at her dagger, when he appeared to get the picture.

She hesitated, realizing that maybe it wouldn't be such a good idea to be alone on the beach with animals about. Then again, she still wasn't sure if he would cause her harm.

"... I'll be fine, thank you." she said, thinking strongly about making her way back to the hut and just... relaxing there. Where she would be safer, presumably. Then again, was she sure of the direction? Had she gotten turned around? She could hear the ocean, and presumably that meant that the village was in the opposite direction and...

No, she would be fine.

"Thank you again for helping me before." she said, backing away carefully, "And for the offer, but I will be fine.

Little did she know that, in her bag, was a little scaly, slimy stowaway...