Trespassers Wing Ellifrin of green Harth HP: 23/23 Status Effect: N/A XP: Target Accuracy: 6 Flame Length: 6 General Stamina: 9 General Agility: 6 Between Accuracy: 6 Pain Resilience: 8 Instinct: 6 Luck: 6
It was a hard, hard Fall, and Harth keened for the loss of her fellow green, who had been so brave and selfless. She admired her, and yet a part of her feared ever having to make such a choice - could she, truly? She could not imagine giving her Ellifrin's life for anyone's, no matter who they were. Not like that. But then one of their own was falling, and the green cried out in alarm. Phaeth!
Queen's Wing G'ran of brown Elzebuth HP: 17/22 HP Status Effect: N/A! XP: (Base Stat - +1 to everything)(+5 to distribute) Target Accuracy: +2 (+7) Flame Length: +1 (+8 ) General Stamina: +3 (+2) General Agility: +1 (+4) Between Accuracy: +1 (+1) Pain Resilience: +2 (+1) Instinct: +2 Luck: +1
Roll 1: As you catch a small patch of Thread, the wind blows the ash right back into you and your dragon, leaving them a bit burned! Whoops! Moderate Damage: -3 HP Roll 2: As you're looking for the rogue Thread, you notice one of your wingmates in danger. You and your dragon call out warning and are lucky to see the pair respond. Quote a Wingmate and have all damage removed from their most recent roll! Roll 3: You suddenly see a clump of Thread. Your dragon wheels towards it. With a flash of hot fire, you manage to catch the whole clump, and turn it into harmless ash. And they say the Queen's Wing doesn't do anything, pfft. You'll prove them you're just as worthwhile as any of the fighting wings. Well done! +1 Flame Length 4. Another gust wind blows, sending some silvery strands of Thread your way! Your dragon manages to twist their way through it with surprising and relative ease, and you're able to even flame down some of the fray! [+1 Agility // +1 Target Accuracy]
Pushing through their exhaustion, G'ran sent out a sharp warning to his beast that thread was being blown their way! Elzebuth twisted and spun, flaming all the while until they were clear of the dangerous stuff.
Queen's Wing G'ran of brown Elzebuth HP: 17/22 HP Status Effect: N/A! XP: (Base Stat - +1 to everything)(+5 to distribute) Target Accuracy: +2 (+7) Flame Length: +1 (+8 ) General Stamina: +3 (+2) General Agility: +1 (+4) Between Accuracy: +1 (+1) Pain Resilience: +2 (+1) Instinct: +2 Luck: +1
Roll 1: As you catch a small patch of Thread, the wind blows the ash right back into you and your dragon, leaving them a bit burned! Whoops! Moderate Damage: -3 HP Roll 2: As you're looking for the rogue Thread, you notice one of your wingmates in danger. You and your dragon call out warning and are lucky to see the pair respond. Quote a Wingmate and have all damage removed from their most recent roll! Roll 3: You suddenly see a clump of Thread. Your dragon wheels towards it. With a flash of hot fire, you manage to catch the whole clump, and turn it into harmless ash. And they say the Queen's Wing doesn't do anything, pfft. You'll prove them you're just as worthwhile as any of the fighting wings. Well done! +1 Flame Length 4. Another gust wind blows, sending some silvery strands of Thread your way! Your dragon manages to twist their way through it with surprising and relative ease, and you're able to even flame down some of the fray! [+1 Agility // +1 Target Accuracy] 5. A tangle of Thread manages to slip through! Though you try to get it, you're not fast enough, or aim was way off base. Though it doesn't hurt you and your dragon, you do watch as it makes it through the last line of defense, to fall upon the helpless world below. Crops, plants, animals, and even possibly people are now in danger... you can only hope the ground crews will find the burrow safely once Thread is through. If this is your fourth time rolling this status, you start feeling Guilt [Take 3 Turns of Guilt! Any Damage rolled takes an additional -4 HP. Any successful bonuses by other players don't affect your character. You just don't deserve it.]
Though they'd managed to save their own skin, Thread went streaking down to the ground below. Both man and dragon growled with displeasure... but there was nothing they could do. They couldn't be everywhere. They would just have to get what they could.
Trespassers Wing Ellifrin of green Harth HP: 23/23 Status Effect: N/A XP: Target Accuracy: 6 Flame Length: 6 General Stamina: 9 General Agility: 6 Between Accuracy: 6 Pain Resilience: 8 Instinct: 6 Luck: 6
The green was so distracted by Phaeth's plight that she very nearly failed to notice the swath of Thread being blown their way, but Ellifrin saw it just in time to warn her, and as she twisted out of the way, she not only avoided injury, but flamed what she could of it!
Trespassers Wing Ellifrin of green Harth HP: 23-4=19/23 Status Effect: N/A XP: Target Accuracy: 6 Flame Length: 6 General Stamina: 9 General Agility: 6 Between Accuracy: 6 Pain Resilience: 8 Instinct: 6 Luck: 6
It was getting harder and harder to fight the wind as time dragged on, and for a moment, Harth lost. A strong gust blew her right into a clump of Thread, and she shrieked her way between to get rid of it before it could do too much damage.
Trespassers Wing Ellifrin of green Harth HP: 19/23 Status Effect: N/A XP: Target Accuracy: 6 Flame Length: 6 General Stamina: 9 General Agility: 6 Between Accuracy: 6 Pain Resilience: 8 Instinct: 6 Luck: 6
A heavy patch of Thread was ahead of them, and something about it just didn't seem right...Harth wondered if she might just be getting tired, or was overconcerned after everything that had happened, but...better safe than sorry! I think you should let that one go, Honey!
And just as well, because that was when the wind decided to change!
Trespassers Wing Ellifrin of green Harth HP: 19/23 Status Effect: N/A XP: Target Accuracy: 6 Flame Length: 6 General Stamina: 9 General Agility: 6 Between Accuracy: 6 Pain Resilience: 8 Instinct: 6 Luck: 6
Harth, being Harth, was usually terribly careful and even rather delicate about chewing firestone, but perhaps because she was getting tired, she managed to bite down on her own tongue. Oh, dear!
"I don't feel very strong today," Nadry admitted softly, although she did appreciate the sentiment - deeply - and returned it. "I'm almost afraid to graduate. They'll split us all up, and...and it won't be the same." Before, she'd been concerned about which wing she'd end up in because she wanted desperately to be in Illa's (and not with her brother, please, anything but that!), but even more than that, she wanted the familiarity and the certainty of being with her friends. Even just one of them!
The others will need to rest soon, too. It should be nearly over. That he was away from the fight still made his hearts ache, but his dear brother was here at least. He had called to him for His' sake, but he had needed Aurinkoth nearly as much as Nadry had needed Ichta, whether he realized it or not. We will need a bigger ledge. Even without the goal of fitting everyone (there were a few he would not be cuddling, well, ever), even just fitting all of the 'essentials' onto one ledge would be impossible. They could manage the addition of tiny Cynosuth, certainly, and probably Macuith, but Elzebuth? The dark brown was inconveniently large.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 4:10 pm
Nadry's fears about graduation would likely come to pass - at most, they'd see two of them together, but with nine wings and 22.....21....children to split them, it would be roughly three of their clutch to each wing. "Just means we'll have to work harder in our wings to make sure the others have an easier time." It would be the only silver lining Ichta could find.
She very much would have loved to stay with G'ran and Nadry forever.
Aurinkoth opened one green-blue eye, sighing tiredly. It was about time for everybody to come back...right? I did tell Elzebuth I would deliver myIchta to his ledge. Do you think his would be large enough? He would not complain. It was something of which the blue was absolutely certain - though Ichta cast her bonded a tired look.
G'ran may not desire much company. But it will be us! And Menankith's! He'll be happy to have us. Just don't get mushy with him, hmm? There was good humor in his tone, but Ichta found herself blushing. Right. Mushy. That described the current state of things real well.
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Cheri rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20Total: 20 (1-20)
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Well.
Cheri generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
4!
Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 4:23 pm
20. Things are working out well! The Wings are fighting hard, and everyone seems to know exactly what they need to do. One Wing in particular has caught the Weyrleader's eye. You can bet they'll be praised later! Roll 1-5 to see which Wing is flying particularly well! 1. Queen's Wing 2. Low-Altitude Wing 3. Mid-Altitude Wing 4. High-Altitude Wing 5. Weyrlings Wing
You have your dragon send praises their way, and encourage them to keep on the good fight! All Status Effects are removed! All Players in that Wing get +5 XP to add freely distribute as they wish!
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Cheri generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
Round 3 1. 12 > +1 Target Accuracy 2. 18 > +1 General Stamina 3. 4 > Moderate Damage! -5 HP 4. 8 > Antsy (roll this 2 more times to get Antsy) 5. 12 > +1 Target Accuracy 6. 7 > +1 Pain Resilience 7. 5 > Quote a Wingmate and have all damage removed from their most recent roll! 8. 9. 10.
On edge from the previous loss, Fianth and Olliah strived to better keep an eye on their wingmates. When one looked to be in need, Fianth didn't hesitate to sound the alarm. Behind you! There would be no more losses this day if she had her way.
Queen's Wing Alumet of Gold Zenobiath HP: 22 Status Effect: XP: Target Accuracy: 4 Flame Length: 3 General Stamina: 3 General Agility: 2 Between Accuracy: 4 Pain Resilience: 2 Instinct: 3 Luck: 3
It had been relatively quieter for her, with only perhaps another score or two, when she noticed a glittering hide was falling. Zenobiath trumpeted her alarm and spread large wings to go after Phaeth and D'mos. Alumet tucked her sprayer back, readying. It was a Bronze, so it would be difficult to pull off, but they were nearly fullgrown, the Gold sure of herself as they managed to position directly under him. The pair caught him JUST enough, enough to slow his fall, and he fell off her back. They rolled. Worry not, lovely Phaeth. One of my golden wingmates will finish your descent. You are safe.
