4 years, no bonus

Rolling 5d20: 11 + 1 + 2 + 4 + 10

He has to feed his kids, and his - girlfriend. Leaving Leila to do all the work is unacceptable. Looking after the cubs and keeping watch just isn’t enough responsibility. So he’ll change. He’ll learn how to hunt, even if that is the one skill he never really mastered. He was a soldier from his first breath, his childhood spent training and learning to fight, while others hunted. To say he is inexperienced… is an understatement. But he can try, and he will.

The watering hole has plenty to pick from, so Dragos plants himself in the long grass and waits, tail flicking at his sprawled back legs, eyes alight and watchful as he scans the plains out before him, looking for the perfect opportunity. Maybe, maybe someone will come and take pity on him and come help.

coded by flea, art by hinter

faustine had not been resting well for the previous hours. her stomach churned and gurgled, empty and hungering for a slice of fresh meat. she need not partake in both regular meals and that of her family delicacy to know that she would accept either one or both at the same time. all that mattered now was to satisfy her initial cravings and find easy prey later to snack on. the watering hole would have to do, as there were many creatures here to hunt. fasutine spotted @Dragos, sneered at him, and ultimately ignored him when she noticed there wasn't anyone else around. however, as the clouds rolled past and the day became clear, the crocodile was gone, and in her place was the noble frenchwoman with her well-groomed fur coat and calm demeanor. [yearling, no bonus]

hunt roll:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 2 + 18 + 14 + 16

code: cala | art: drifty

+20 Sneak into a pride or group without getting caught
+20 Remain undetected in a large thread (5+ characters)
+20 Cast a curse or blessing on a character/group
+10 Study the landscape of an area

She's been here before, of course. The watering hole is the perfect place to come and laze, listening to the dulcet background sounds of life. She treasures this, gripping tight to reality whenever and whenever she can. It shouldn't be any real surprise, then, when the call breaks her reverie. Ears tick forward then press backward, realizing quickly what was to happen.

un banquet.

She presses closer but keeps out of sight, more curious than hungry. The tall grass around the water feature provide her plenty of space to be hidden, little more than another shadow in the swyaing grass. The gathered group was small for now but she doubts it'll stay that way for long; eyes flutter close as she repeats the words, inwardly to herself.

sang et viande, sang et viande. a blessing, their future foretold.

Lazare is attempting to hide ~

code by shaz

1yo, no bonus
Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 3 + 10 + 9 + 14

If Dragos felt like a noob he certainly didn't show it, at least not to the likes of Birdie - who had honed her skills as a fisher-woman far more readily than a huntress. She were the kind best suited to ambush, and less to running. Still, as much as she refuses to make it obvious - concealing her observation of the lead hunter with a playful smirk - she notes his stance, and the way he holds himself low in the grass.

The quietest of rumbles announce her arrival, sliding in alongside the visible duo with an easy waggle. Time to eat!

+20 Participate in a group or pride event
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+10 Learn something useful about another trade_{ART — CODE}

ฝhen the full moon turns ฝhite

beetle was no stranger to joining the occasional hunt with strangers. his mind cast back particularly to mammoths in the pit. he had little knowledge nor interest in finding out whether anyone had been friend or foe that day - only that they had all needed feeding, and that came before anything else.

so when a group assembled, mingling scents mismatched, beetle did not have to think twice. he dropped his head, scanning through the accumulated company, and silently fell into place.

2 yrs, no bonus
hunt luck roll;

Rolling 6d20: 4 + 15 + 1 + 3 + 8 + 19

double exp event~
outlaw;
+10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+10 - Complete a hunt in neutral territory using the hunt system

The sparse valley of Amaryllis had always been a good source of prey; cradled by northern and southern mountain ranges, whose snowpacks melted off into the rivers that fed the watering hole. As winter approached, however, all knew the last of the migrating animals would get their final fills before they embarked elsewhere for the season, and they were especially large this year. Eager, Kvare left his defensive training (where he had been squaring up against other, large animals, testing the strength of his chest, tensed muscles) when the call for another hunt came out; his legs ached, his lungs burned, but he would sooner bring another good meal home before he gave it up to return home and relax.

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7 years, no bonuses.
+10 (x2) Exercise to gain endurance (excluding spars) (1/2)
+10 (x2) Practice a defensive maneuver (1/2)
+10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2)

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 11 + 17 + 12 + 13

Art by Rabbit, table by cala

She was particularly scrappy, and not particularly keen on trying to hunt again. However, her mother had long instilled in her the need to answer any call, and she had thus moved from the Mire and well into the flatlands of Amaryllis. Doubtlessly, the call would come; and when it did, Melusina had already begun to fill her bag with new herbs, spotting strange and familiar plants among the patches of grasses before the watering hole. She lingered a good distance away, careful not to let any lions notice she was struggling especially that day, as she began to work and prepare her concoctions.

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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)

Art by AleTie, table by cala

The gathering of such animals was not unpredictable, not but anticipated. The last heavy rains before the colder season had filled the watering hole past its usual line and had invited animals of all sizes and shapes to its shores. Ruby gaze cast downward, his paws half-wet as he peered at his reflection in the depths. He'd already been a scrappy, uncoordinated boy; now, a ugly scar reached from his brow down toward his cheek, the once-deep eye now hazy, blinded. A scowl unfurled across his lips, his breathy cussing slowly turning into a plead, noticing as a group gathered nearby for a hunt; perhaps a blessed hunt would be enough to curb away his anger.

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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)

The watering hole was an obvious choice, an easy one. There were enough animals gathering here that Aurelia had an inkling of a chance to participate in a hunt truly. She couldn't hide the excited feeling in the swell of her breast, but she'd kept it brief; a small, demure smile lingered on her lips as she crawled to join the gathering lions, quick to wish her blessings upon them before she retired to the outskirts, hoping to close her eyes, to meditate in contemplative silence. A sense of ease and confidence washed over her, then, and she knew her God was watching.

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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: 3 + 11 + 18 + 12 + 8

Art by AleTie, table by cala

There was less joy now in hunting prey than there was in diligent training, as he'd been doing in the moments leading up to the hunt. At first, the adrenaline of being able to take down larger animal with large groups had been a delightful endeavor, but now, he found himself craving more. Yet, he would not so soon abandon the bliss of anonymity in order to sate his growing appetite. Xavier melded into the crowd as he would any other, rocking on either side of his paws in preparation for the hunt that would soon follow. Eager was he to utilize his skills and adrenaline, but long had he begun to grow weary, far more hungry.

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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: 5 + 3 + 18 + 15 + 19

Art by raph, table by cala