She wanted to hunt. Oh, how desperately she wanted to. When she followed @Rohan's scent, she was half-certain he would eagerly throw himself into the fray, too. And yet, as she saw him studying from the short distance, she felt the heavy weight of defeat. Their mother was sick, untouchable; and likely not strong enough to give them a good scolding. But as she watched the gathering group of lions get bigger, her heart began to flutter. Quickly, she'd begun to gather strange plants and herbs from around the surrounding area, unfamiliar with this territory but gathering what she could recognize regardless. At the very least, she could attempt to prepare some herbs just in case one of the older lions were to get hurt.

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4 months, cannot count.
+10 (x2) Collect herbs (1/2)
+10 (x2) Study the flora of a neutral territory (1/2)
+10 (x2) Dry or prepare herbs for use (1/2)

code by cala, art by yumpy

Radahn had never particularly cared to hunt; but with his eye newly blinded and his family likely furious with his transgressions, he figured perhaps it would be enough of an olive branch to learn. However useful he could be was up to the Gods, though he could scarcely feel them here; a small prayer uttered under his breath, attempting to draw them out of their hiding places, to get them to encourage the group to run faster, to fight stronger, to cleanse this place of any lingering malignancies. He found himself secluded on the sidelines, his crimson gaze casting out toward the group as he waited with anticipation.

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11 months, cannot count.
+20 (x2) Cast a curse or blessing on a character/group (1/2)
+10 (x2) Meditate or pray on your own (1/2)
+10 (x2) Cleanse an area of bad omens (1/2)

She had not attempted to hunt since her injury. It had seemed an impossibility, something she would simply have to give up. Perhaps it were the massive amount of lions here, the fact that there was little room to blight everything, little blame to be placed upon she who would likely not even be able to keep up. Thus, Aurelia did what she could; she prayed to Vellen for strength, and willed Him to bless her and their hunting group with the mobility needed to join them. And then, when she had finished meditating in private, she pulled herself down from the nearby hills and toward the watering hole to join them.

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1 year, no bonuses.
+20 (x2) Cast a curse or blessing on a character/group (1/2)
+10 (x2) Meditate or pray on your own (1/2)
+10 (x2) Cleanse an area of bad omens (1/2)

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 7 + 4 + 3 + 17

Art by AleTie, table by cala

He'd seldom left the borders of the Bluffs, now; but when he did, it was usually for a good purpose. Amara and Louve would seldom question him if he returned with prey, and the walk toward the Amaryllisian lowlands provided a great opportunity to train. He'd nearly run the whole way from Wolfbron to pratice his strength and endurance, and by the time he'd happened upon the gathering group of hunters, he'd been breathless. However, as his eyes quickly found @Lune among the crowd, he quickly abandoned whatever tired and breathless nature he'd had before, and maneuvered his way toward her. Detached, away from the bulk of the crowd; here, he could be her shadow.

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4 year, no bonuses.
+10 (x2) Exercise to gain endurance (Pal) (1/2)
+10 (x2) Exercise to gain strength (Barb) (1/2)
+10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2)

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 7 + 12 + 8 + 20

Art by raph, table by cala

5 years, lvl 2 pathfinder; +1 to hunt rolls Khal had not necessarily been assigned to watch over his younger siblings as they verged on their first year, but hints had been given by Morrigan and he had been happy to take them, for both a sense of purpose and a reason to not tether himself to the Summit. While he appreciated having the home to return to, it was not in his nature to linger any place for overlong. Today he found himself following @Radahn toward the Watering Hole, again keeping back enough merely observe.

Today he would make a show of his interest being on @Eisa and @Analía, just in case his efforts were noticed by Radahn. As Khal approached his nieces he would give them each a small smile but lingered back, not looking his brother's way as if he hadn't noticed him at all just yet. Khal was otherwise still and silent, waiting for the hunt to begin and noticing way the watering hole had begun to swell as the rain plastered the lingering felines fur to their pelts beneath the moonlight.

Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 15 + 20 + 5 + 6

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+10 Take part in a successful hunt (double xp)
+10 Map out rivers or water sources in an area (double xp)
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (double xp)

coding by flea & image by yumpy

 

yavanna the white

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3 years, no bonuses
yavanna is NOT currently wearing her bear pelt.
she is only wearing the tooth bracelet on her right paw and the feathers tangled in her thick fur.

It's not like she was following anyone.



She just had nothing else to do besides accompany Khal on his explorations. They were of the like and he was one of the few people that didn't grate on her nerves or force her to have meaningful conversations. It was obvious that she had come with him -- she was not a creature hidden easily -- but it was a silent accompanying if anything with the albino little big sister trailing behind him at a gauged distance. Did she notice their little brother was around as well, yes, but she certainly wasn't babysitting anyone. Gods forbid! She would deny it fervently less if someone thought she was gaining a maternal instinct.
And yet,


Here she is within such circumstances. The woman squints a little at the soft rainfall, but she'll endure it as she must. She was hungry anyway knowing that the mountains didn't give the same quality of a hunt as the low lands might. A simple bump of her shoulder against his is her acknowledgment as he settles, finally, and turns her head in the direction of the watering hole knowing that the falling rains would attract many creatures in the act of a fresh and abundant water supply. @Khal






Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 9 + 15 + 17 + 1 + 8

+10 take part in a successful hunt
+10 map out rivers or water sources in an area
+10 participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

IANTHE

1 Y | No Bonuses

The watering hole was usually busy but this.
Ianthe almost feels bad for whatever poor creature is unlucky enough to have caught all of their attention. Or she would, if her stomach wasn't growling.
The princess was used to being well-fed, hunger a foreign discomfort that she did not like to sit with. Now that she was old enough to wander outside of the pride, Ianthe has had to rely on getting bites of what she can here and there on until she gets back home. Ianthe hopes there's enough meat for this hunt that she'll be able to get a piece, but a part of her doubts it.


Double exp event

+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

coded by flea

One Year old, no perks

+10 Exercise to gain strength (excluding spars) - Sept double XP
+10 Maintain your weapons (sharpen claws or care for teeth) - Sept double XP
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system - Sept double XP

Having roamed too far in her relentless pursuit of her own elusive objectives, she found another gathering of lions. Whether that was a new trend of the valley or and old thing, she would take advantage. The spoils of their endeavor held little interest for her, as per usual.

The downpour showed no sign of relenting, the daylight obscured by the relentless deluge. Her diminutive body bore the marks of strength, yet it still felt frustratingly frail. As the last time, she'd exercised before stumbling upon the hunt by weighting the trunks of sagging trees with her bare paws, sinking them down to the ground. She saw visible improvements in her strength, but it was never enough. Her claws were sharpened against a nearby log, and she stalked forward.

Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 16 + 12 + 10 + 4

and i could've died last night

but i heard the the voice of a smaller god

code by corvus

~ Roussel is observing ~
On one paw, it seemed rather exciting that he'd discovered a watering hole, the vast expanse of water reminding him of the oasis that defined his home, though this one seemed a lot livelier.

On the other paw, it wasn't exactly of much use to him in the pouring rain. To get a drink, one might as well just open their mouth and let the water pool onto their tongue all by itself. Not a single toe needed to be lifted!

Roussel's explorations had been put on hold so he could do just that, though a rare sport of boyish energy does have him lifting far more than a toe anyway, leaping and bounding through the wet grass with all the glee one could expect from a desert child who'd rarely experienced the wonders of rain. His jaws snap at the air wildly, as if he might be able to take a bite out of the storm itself.

Though when stumbles upon the large group of hunting lions, he is quick to hunker down in the grass, recomposing himself quickly. No childish antics to be found over here, no siree! Even so, he makes no effort to announce his presence, instead settling in to watch the dance of life and death unfold with narrow-eyed anticipation.

+10 Refuse to help another character (x2)
+10 Slack off or shirk one's responsibilities (x2)
+10 Engage in mischief (x2)

art x code

Rohais

not participating

The girl had no reason to be h e r e of all places and, yet, here she was led purely by independence and curiosity. The first thing to take her attention was a watering hole but the girl couldn't see herself drinking out of that where all kinds of germs and other people's mouths had been. A slight shudder passes through her even as she walks by it at the thought. Dégoûtante!, she thinks to herself even as she passes beyond the watering hole. At that very moment, her bright eyes catch on to a gathering of lions — though she does not take the time to see if she knows anyone personally — and she turns her nose up. No way will she get herself filthy for strangers although she will watch them tire themselves. Maybe someone will get gutted by whatever they find and she'll have something interesting to see. Finding a good spot that tucks her in enough cover but still allows her to watch the scene in front of her, she y a w n s as she settles into a laying position with her front paws crossed and her head lifted haughtily. The idea that she would involve herself in such trivial things was laughable. Puh-lease.

+10 Refuse to help another character
+10 Slack off or shirk one's responsibilities