[IC]Threadfall: High Reaches - OVER!

[Thaliawen]

center]Tsunami
T’rel of green Tyalith
HP: 26 - 4 - 6 = 16
Status Effect: If applicable.
XP:
Target Accuracy: 6
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 6
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 8
Pain Resilience: 6 + 2 + 1
Instinct: 7
Luck: 7

When Tyalith saw that clump of thread, she knew she’d be able to flame it! But the twin got in the way and blew her away from it. Maybe she could between to it. Too close! Tyalith has to dive between immediately. Are you alright mine?

Let’s not jump to any more clumps, T’rel suggested. Maybe they could land soon.

3. Light Scoring! You get too close to Thread and some of it winds up tangling up with you. Ouch! Quick, Between again! Minor Damage -3 HP  

[Uta]

Ashlings
C'lusi of blue Macuith
HP: 18 - 2 - 5 - 3 - 3 = 5
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 1 (+1)
Flame Length: 3
General Stamina: 1 (+1)
General Agility: 4 (+2)
Between Accuracy: 1
Pain Resilience: 1
Instinct: 1
Luck: 1

Round 3
1. 11 > -2 HP
2. 12 > +1 Stamina
3. 8 >+2 General Agility
4. 5 > Not a whole lot...
5. 1 > Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect
6. 3 > +1 Target Accuracy
7. 14 > -3 HP
8. 14 > -3 HP
9.
10.

Nullify Damage & Status Effect

Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect

Ah, but the blue just didn't learn his lesson.

He loved his sisters -- Zenobiath was a gorgeous queen, and it made sense Aresoth would be keen on her -- and Cynosuth was certainly a doll of a green. She could make any of the boys melt with just a look. He adored both of his sisters, but really . .. did they know how to satisfy a dragon?

Macuith, please, this . . . we don't have to think about this. C'lusi tried to get his dragon's head back in the game. Time and place, and now was neither.

The dragon twisted again, flaming down another patch of Thread with skill. Where was Elzebuth when he needed him, hmm? The brown dragon at least knew how to be appreciative of his charm. Or where was Thanoth for that matter? Likely off, chattering up some pretty green, or dreaming of those golds. . . .

Another twist, and another twinge of pain. Still, the dragon ignored it. Sometimes, it hurt to look so good.

C'lusi practically rolled his eyes. At this rate, they'd need to go down to the healers....  

[Thaliawen]

Tsunami
T’rel of green Tyalith
HP: 26 - 4 - 6 = 16 - 3
Status Effect: If applicable.
XP:
Target Accuracy: 6
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 6
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 8
Pain Resilience: 6 + 2 + 1 + 1
Instinct: 7
Luck: 7

11

A quick hop between got rid of the Thread that had caught Tyalith by surprise. Ouch! But she had to continue fighting. She had to!  

[Thaliawen]

Tsunami
T’rel of green Tyalith
HP: 26 - 4 - 6 = 16 - 3 - 5 = 8
Status Effect: Fatigue
XP:
Target Accuracy: 6
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 6
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 8
Pain Resilience: 6 + 2 + 1 + 1
Instinct: 7
Luck: 7


15


Tyalith was too tired to get back into formation, and though she did try when she heard the other dragons’ calls, she just couldn’t bring herself to care. Word of this would definitely reach her love.

“We’re landing,” she heard T’rel’s voice over the wind.

 

[Uta]

Ashlings
C'lusi of blue Macuith
HP: 18 - 2 - 5 - 3 - 3 = 5
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 1 (+1)
Flame Length: 3
General Stamina: 1 (+2)
General Agility: 4 (+2)
Between Accuracy: 1
Pain Resilience: 1
Instinct: 1
Luck: 1

Round 3
1. 11 > -2 HP
2. 12 > +1 Stamina
3. 8 >+2 General Agility
4. 5 > Not a whole lot...
5. 1 > Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect
6. 3 > +1 Target Accuracy
7. 14 > -3 HP
8. 14 > -3 HP
9. 12 > +1 Stamina
10.

Nullify Damage & Status Effect

Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect

A twist on wing -- this time without the back pain -- had Macuith taking down a sliver of thread. Though the wind tried to push the blue out of formation, he was able to keep his place. He had this, see? He was going fine.  

[Thaliawen]

Tsunami
T’rel of green Tyalith
HP: 26 - 4 - 6 = 16 - 3 - 5 = 8
Status Effect: Fatigue
XP:
Target Accuracy: 6
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 6
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 8
Pain Resilience: 6 + 2 + 1 + 1
Instinct: 7
Luck: 7


Healer roll/fourth roll

Think wrong dice. Ignore?

 

[Uta]

Ashlings
C'lusi of blue Macuith
HP: 18 - 2 - 5 - 3 - 3 = 5
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 1 (+1)
Flame Length: 3
General Stamina: 1 (+2)
General Agility: 4 (+4)
Between Accuracy: 1
Pain Resilience: 1
Instinct: 1
Luck: 1

Round 3
1. 11 > -2 HP
2. 12 > +1 Stamina
3. 8 >+2 General Agility
4. 5 > Not a whole lot...
5. 1 > Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect
6. 3 > +1 Target Accuracy
7. 14 > -3 HP
8. 14 > -3 HP
9. 12 > +1 Stamina
10. 8 > +2 Agility

Nullify Damage & Status Effect

Nullify Damage and any associated Status Effect

Notice

If you roll an 8 one more time, you run out of luck!

Ah-ha! Diving down to flame some thread, both rider and dragon relished the fight. Unfortunately, the wind was the enemy once more, and it tossed the thread back at the pair. Thankfully, the blue swerved out of the way, with nary a scratch.

Ha! Now that was how it was done.

A quick loop and he flamed down the offending Thread, before returning back to position.  

[Thaliawen]

Tsunami
T’rel of green Tyalith
HP: 26 - 4 - 6 = 16 - 3 - 5 = 8 + 20
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 6
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 6
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 8
Pain Resilience: 6 + 2 + 1 + 1
Instinct: 7
Luck: 7



9-10. You're in luck! The wound isn't as bad as first feared. They're able to see to you almost immediately, and are able to quickly get you patched up and on your way. The Weyrhealers are effective and quite efficient! You May Return to Your Wing! +20 HP for Greens!

Patched up and feeling rested, Tyalith headed back up to join her wingmates. Hopefully she’d do better! That wind was crazy, she needed to become stronger.

 

[Uta]

Queen's Wing
Olliah of gold Fianth
HP: 42 - 7 - 5 - 2 - 5 +10 - 7 - 3 // 22
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8 (+1)
Flame Length: 6 (+1)
General Stamina: 9
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6 (+1)
Pain Resilience: 6
Instinct: 6
Luck: 6 (+4)

Round 3
1. 3 > +1 Luck
2. 16 > Not much. V'mels butt.
3. 3 > +1 Luck
4. 3 > +1 luck . . .again.
5. 15 > Ashburn! -3 HP
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.


With Z"tir and Siloth delivered safely back to the Weyr, the queen dragon could waste no more time. Both bronze and rider were unconscious, and in the care of those at the Weyr. Fianth crooned worriedly, but there were other golds there, prepared to offer encouragement. They would be back, as soon as Fall was over, to help.

Quickly, hurriedly, the pair got back into the air, and blinked Between, to return to their Wing.

Thankfully, the Wings were doing a damn fine job. Not much was making it down to the Queen's Wing, and it allowed her thoughts to, once more, stray. Perhaps it was Fianth thinking so fondly of Krahsujunth, but the woman once more had a passing thought of her fellow wingmates.

. . . and one who had a really nice --

No. Nope, The realization of who she was thinking of caused the woman to blanch. The red-haired rider had been nothing but polite in all their times working together. He had been helpful the past winter, during Western's Hatching, so why did she think of how nicely he had been dressed....today of all days!?

Dormith is very handsome, for a bronze. Quite polite. Fianth helpfully added, though mirth was laced behind her words.

Oh, please! He's far, far, too young. Stop thinking about Krah so I can focus on the task ahead, thank you.

Fianth, of course, made no such agreement.  

[Uta]

Queen's Wing
Olliah of gold Fianth
HP: 42 - 7 - 5 - 2 - 5 +10 - 7 - 3 // 22
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8 (+2)
Flame Length: 6 (+1)
General Stamina: 9
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6 (+1)
Pain Resilience: 6
Instinct: 6
Luck: 6 (+4)

Round 3
1. 3 > +1 Luck
2. 16 > Not much. V'mels butt.
3. 3 > +1 Luck
4. 3 > +1 luck . . .again.
5. 15 > Ashburn! -3 HP
6. 16 > Not much. W'dre's butt this time.
7. 2 > +1 Target Accuracy
8.
9.
10.


Something caught the woman's attention! She glanced over her shoulder only too see a few delicate strands of Thread blow their way. Twisting in her seat, she reached out and with perfect aim, turned the thread into nothing but ash.  

[baby_gwing]

Tsunami Wing
Ka'n of brown Zarelth
HP: 38
Status Effect: None
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8
Flame Length: 7
General Stamina: 7
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6
Pain Resilience: 7
Instinct: 6
Luck: 6

This is it. The real deal that all of them had been training all this time for. Ka'n mulled to himself as Zarelth took them both to the sky and the high altitude that Tsunami Wing was assigned to. < Thread is heaviest here so stay sharp Zarelth. > He cautioned the Brown as he steered to make sure that they maintained their formation. < Already on it Mine. > The dragon responded with a soft rumble.
 

[baby_gwing]

Tsunami Wing
Ka'n of brown Zarelth
HP: 38
Status Effect: None
XP: +2 to Flame Length
Target Accuracy: 8
Flame Length: 7 + 2 = 9
General Stamina: 7
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6
Pain Resilience: 7
Instinct: 6
Luck: 6

< Good... thread incoming! > It was a good thing that both Ka'n and Zarelth were keeping a keen eye out for thread up here for it wasn't long till they spotted a particularly large swath that was headed their way. < Easy peasy... > Zarelth mused as he took the thread out easily with a burst of flames.
 

[Uta]

Queen's Wing
Olliah of gold Fianth
HP: 42 - 7 - 5 - 2 - 5 +10 - 7 - 3 // 22
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8 (+2)
Flame Length: 6 (+1)
General Stamina: 9
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6 (+1)
Pain Resilience: 6
Instinct: 6 (+1)
Luck: 6 (+4)

Round 3
1. 3 > +1 Luck
2. 16 > Not much. V'mels butt.
3. 3 > +1 Luck
4. 3 > +1 luck . . .again.
5. 15 > Ashburn! -3 HP
6. 16 > Not much. W'dre's butt this time.
7. 2 > +1 Target Accuracy
8. 14 > +1 Instinct
9.
10.


Another clump of Thread to catch. The woman leaned out, ready to catch it, when Fianth bugled in alarm. With a hard jerk, the woman found herself thrown back into her seat, Fianth diving out of the way as a sack of stone fell from above. Thanks, Fianth! The woman patted her queen's side, sparing one grimace for a look above. She wasn't sure what had happened, but that was close!  

[Uta]

Queen's Wing
Olliah of gold Fianth
HP: 42 - 7 - 5 - 2 - 5 +10 - 7 - 3 // 22
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8 (+2)
Flame Length: 6 (+1)
General Stamina: 9
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6 (+1)
Pain Resilience: 6
Instinct: 6 (+1)
Luck: 6 (+4)

Round 3
1. 3 > +1 Luck
2. 16 > Not much. V'mels butt.
3. 3 > +1 Luck
4. 3 > +1 luck . . .again.
5. 15 > Ashburn! -3 HP
6. 16 > Not much. W'dre's butt this time.
7. 2 > +1 Target Accuracy
8. 14 > +1 Instinct
9. 16 > More butts. This time Al'ndru's.
10.


Another quiet moment, and this time, almost immediately, her thoughts strayed....

No no, no! This had to be Fianth's doing. When was the last time her queen rose, anyway? She looked down at her queen, but did not see her looking particularly shiny. Why then, were her thoughts, going back to men? Sure, Olliah was rather lonely. Her foster children were a joy, but . . . . But the nights could get cold. There was no one to laugh with, to joke with, to put on a nice dress for, or to take out dancing during Turn's End. There was . . . nothing but work.

But that was how it should be, shouldn't it? She was the Weyrwoman Second. She didn't have time to socialize or do something scandalous. Besides, who would she even want to meet? Who did she even know who was possibly available?

Alucarth's? Her queen suggested it gently, not even really speaking it, only thinking it, and sending it directly to her rider.

Al'ndru? The woman had never really thought about the man in such a fashion. Though they had been weyrlings together, she had been rather keen on K'ienn throughout her weyrlinghood -- and she knew Fianth had been smitten by the older bronze. Poor Alucarth had been a friend she adored, and yet . . . What about Al'ndru? He was very good looking. He certainly was different than K'ienn. Rugged, masculine, and he did fit a pair of tight pants --

No! "FIANTH! Are you certain this has nothing to do with you?"

Faranth help her if her queen was starting to get proddy.  

[Uta]

Queen's Wing
Olliah of gold Fianth
HP: 42 - 7 - 5 - 2 - 5 +10 - 7 - 3 - 10 // 12
Status Effect:
XP:
Target Accuracy: 8 (+2)
Flame Length: 6 (+1)
General Stamina: 9
General Agility: 6
Between Accuracy: 6 (+1)
Pain Resilience: 6
Instinct: 6 (+1)
Luck: 6 (+4)

Round 3
1. 3 > +1 Luck
2. 16 > Not much. V'mels butt.
3. 3 > +1 Luck
4. 3 > +1 luck . . .again.
5. 15 > Ashburn! -3 HP
6. 16 > Not much. W'dre's butt this time.
7. 2 > +1 Target Accuracy
8. 14 > +1 Instinct
9. 16 > More butts. This time Al'ndru's.
10. 5 > 1 > -10 HP


It was no surprise that the quiet changed. What was surprising was how fast the Thread descended, and how no one had noticed the tangle. One gust of wind, and suddenly nothing but pain! The queen gave a shriek as she found herself caught on the side. Her already sore hip and leg took another tangle, and this time it wrapped around her belly and side, eating away at her pale flesh, trying to worm its way. Her wing also got hit, the delicate sails quickly being devoured.

Olliah tried frantically to visualize the right space. The Queen took it, disappearing into the void of Between.

One.
Two.
Three.

They reappeared, though Fianth looked a mess. She was oozing ichor, her leg, stomach, and hip having sustained the worst of it. Her wingsails glistened as the wounds sweat, new tears where there once had been none.

"Fianth! Do we need to return? Are you okay, precious heart!?" Olliah tried to get a look at the wound, clinging tightly to her dragon's connection.

The queen dragon was hurting, but she refused to yield. I will carry on, Mine. It hurts but... The end is near. I won't let my Wing down.

And I won't risk your life!