she has come to many of these yet been approached by none, and so it is with no small amount of surprise her ears tip when a voice addresses her. the lilac woman is... vaguely familiar, though it takes wylodine a moment to place @Petra. she looks different, dappled in the rainforest's light, wearing a simper instead of a frown. perhaps that is why she looks different today. ears pitch forward as she hums a small, thoughtful noise -- easily lost in the chattering din of the crowd. because there is always a crowd. in my home, no less, she clarifies with a small frown, because she thinks the green will always be her home. maybe not this one, not this particular patch of forest, but the green as a whole. she belonged there, no matter how it is squabbled and clamored over. marred gaze turns towards the fight, noting the ensuing violence, and gives a small roll of her shoulder. she did not care who won; she would join, or stay, regardless. a glance to petra, then, curious. perhaps she knew the challenger -- their pelts were similar shades, after all...

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coming this far inland was probably a mistake.

the grass itches at his paws and the summer air, too, feels brittle and dry here. allergies, though they weren't as bad as they'd been before. it seemed that two lions wanted this scrap of land, though he couldn't imagine what either of them saw in it. the trees stretched up and around him, towering so high into the sky that their leaves nearly blotted out the sun. though, of course, it remained just damp and humid enough to be uncomfortable.

ah, yes, firnen was the perfect place to call home.

seafoam gaze sweeps across those gathered, picking out a familiar face among the crowd and it's to her side that he goes. @Svana is sitting next to the once-jarl, who hakon barely spares a glance for. instead he settles in quietly at svana's free side, ears tipped forward as he watches the fight with a mild sneer -- awkwardly inserting himself into her orbit. he thinks this will be better than watching the fight alone, but he has his doubts.

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They collide; storm against an immovable mountain. Roarke’s shoulder blooms hot with familiar, bruising pain at impact. But the youth barely seems to budge, much to Roarke’s disgust. He is not put out for long, however, as his claws rake into Calamity’s stomach, and the giant attempts to force them into the challenger’s gut and wrench them back toward himself - wanting and trying to eviscerate the little bastard.

Roarke feels claws in his thick mane, dragging along his skin and leaving bloody wounds from the middle of his back down towards his shoulder. But that damage is taken without flinching; he’s had worse - and giving up his advantage is not going to happen. No - Roarke is going to press it. His back legs and grounded foreleg shift and widen to accommodate the shove, but he leans forward to bear down on the smaller lion instead.

His teeth had found flesh - Calamity’s movements cause the hit to be less exact, but whatever (he thinks) he has damaged will do. He is quick to let go and attempt to snap his upper fangs into Calamity’s left eye, his jaw hanging open and attempting to dig into the flesh of the boy’s jaw before violently twisting his skull to his own right - trying to rip the eye out of its socket.

Roarke vs. @Calamity
For Firnen Rainforest
Round II / V
Hits:

Rolling 10d20: 8 + 15 + 3 + 18 + 10 + 19 + 5 + 12 + 2 + 11

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 14 + 19 + 1

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 11 + 1 + 12 + 2 + 6

She had become unaware of the happenings of the Rainforest, ever since the captain had told her to leave when Cupid had taken over. So, little did she know what was actually happening, and how the captain had come to stand so high in the ranks. Needless to say, when she approached to garner information she was surprised to see him embroiled in battle over the lands. Man, she kept missing out on all the important shit!

She realized just how much more she'd missed when she spotted the gathering of crew nearby.

"Holy shit! Levi!" she exclaimed as she bounded over, for once restraining herself from crashing into him though her restraint was obvious. And who else was there lurking beside his massive frame but: "Calypso! Ahoy!"

@Leviathan @Calypso

Doubt how far I’ll go I’ll reach for the sky Just so I can’t hear you

While Roarke managed to leave several deep cuts near calamity’s eye, the young lion shifted his face, in hopes of knocking the other male away. He snarled harshly and attempted to slash Roarke across his own eye, his other claw attempted to stab Roakes chest, and to stop him from cutting anymore semi deep wounds into his stomach. After all calamity didn’t want the cuts to get so deep that they’d cause life threatening injuries.

The other lion had no pity for calamity, for all calamity did have a good deal for him. After all while calamity needed to takeover, this lion only wished to defeat his home. Calamity couldn’t blame him for that.

“Calamity vs Roarke
Pride Challenge for Fr
Round 2 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 3 + 11 + 13 + 4

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 18 + 15 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 10 + 19 + 17 + 8 + 15

"

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The snarl is music to his ears, but he can’t let that distract him. Roarke’s teeth don’t manage to remove the eye as he’d liked, but hopefully those cuts sting and hurt. The giant ducks his skull downward and to the side - Calamity’s claws graze past his eye and down the side of his jaw - and Roarke attempts to lock his teeth around the other lion’s forelimb at the wrist as its claws dig into the thick mane at his chest, cutting into the skin under it. His claws in Calamity’s stomach don’t leave the tender, fragile stomach. His claws flex and he tries to repeat the attack - trying to gut the smaller lion by shoving his claws into the wounds he’d already made.

Roarke vs. @Calamity
For Firnen Rainforest
Round III / V
Hits:

Rolling 10d20: 8 + 1 + 12 + 20 + 11 + 13 + 14 + 6 + 10 + 16

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 14 + 1 + 19

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 18 + 1 + 10 + 11

@Calypso sidles beside him, not just reading his obvious ansty energy but directing it and fueling it. She was a sly one but Levi liked that and would happily try and bloody the rude man for both her honor and his own twitching claws. His eyes narrow excitedly at @Newt and he is just about to waltz over there and attempt to instigate a brawl (or just flat out sucker punch the guy), when he is paused by the dramatic entry of Roarke on the scene.

He is as mighty a beast as Levi remembers, every bit as impressive as Calhoun. It is not only impressive enough to take a bit of the violent wind from his sails, it raises a very interesting question that Levi hasn't realized yet. "Wait is this place Roarke's?" He asks Calypso, settling back down beside her to watch the behemoth brother fight. "What in'tha hell and high wa'ers is he doin' livin so far away from the sea fer? Makes no Go'damn sense!" He seems...genuinely disappointed by this development, and it feels as though a sense of what he remembered the man being was lost - broken.

What happened to make these men Levi had once looked up to - and still does - lose their way like this?

"Holy shit! Levi!" His ears perk at the sound and he looks over to see @Teuta bounding him to them and he stands up to greet her. While she had restrained herself, Levi does not and swoops in to embrace her mightily. While he was not an official Galloway crew member, he had gone on raids and runs alike on many occasions in days old and the spunky lioness was a welcome sight. "Turtle! Still runnin' with these old sea dogs?"

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Doubt how far I’ll go I’ll reach for the sky Just so I can’t hear you

Calamity shifted away from Roarke, trying to stop the cuts at his stomach. His teeth attempted to lunge at Roarke’s neck, to try and stop the other male from continuing his attacks. The bite at his fore arm did not go unnoticed, and calamity reacted by trying to free his fire arm, using his other arm to attempt to claw at Roarke’s face. If he succeeds there was a high chance that he would break fully free and be able to take on the fight from a better angle, if not he would try again, and again. He couldn’t lose. Yet if he did, his opponent had his undying respect. The other males bravery, calamity respected that.

“Calamity vs Roarke
Pride Challenge For Fr
Round 3 / 5
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 5 + 15 + 1 + 13

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 1 + 5 + 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 4 + 13 + 16 + 6

"

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+5 Practice speed or stealth
+10 Sneak into another pride's territory without getting caught
+5 watch a fight or challenge(Paladin)


The commotion had brought Lotus' attention to this pride's lands. As a new challenge for the rank of leader had come to Amarylis' . This was slowly becoming something normal, usual as she had seen two challenges so far. As usual from her, she sneaked in, quiet, doing her best to be hidden from others eyes and noses. For that she covered her body in mud to mask both her scent and shape as she went into a bush, taking advantage of her small size. From there she watched in silence, hopefully hidden enough to be safe there. Safe from other's attention.

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Teeth snag Calamity’s wrist, and in that instant Roarke attempts to bite down as hard as his jaws can to try to shatter the fragile bones in the lion’s limb. The other lion’s fangs bury deep in the side of Roarke’s neck - his mane protects him, but not enough to stop the attack from breaking skin - and the bastard’s claws strike into Roarke’s cheek. It’s painful, but the giant suffers the damage in silence; he refuses to let go of the limb. His grip on Calamity’s stomach is lost, and his paw returns to the ground. Seeing that two of Calamity's front paws are off the ground, the grey beast suddenly and violently attempts to step backwards with Calamity’s limb still in his mouth, to attempt to pull Calamity over and totally unbalanced him.

Roarke vs. @Calamity
For Firnen Rainforest
Round IV / V
Hits:

Rolling 10d20: 4 + 2 + 14 + 13 + 7 + 6 + 1 + 18 + 8 + 9

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 3 + 14 + 18

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 11 + 7 + 8 + 19