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od is singing in my head again / in the howling voice of a she-wolf / that’s just eaten her young.

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She were unused to the beach. The shifting sands made her feel unsturdy, the largeness of her paws awkward in the terrain. She was suddenly jealous of Arwen's gift for flight. Even now, the falcon circled just above head, eyes keen and careful for any prey. But given the unyielding flatness of this place, Ashaera doubted that Arwen could find something she already could not see. Thus, the huntress kept moving forward, following the traces of faint scents that lingered, threatening to dissipate in the heavy, salty air. Her rosy nose crinkled, finally, hopefully, catching onto one that were just near enough.

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3 years, no bonuses.
+40 (x2) Successfully lead a large hunt
+40 (x2) Successfully lead 3 hunts in 1 OOC month (2/3)
+20 (x2) Take down hard or extra hard prey or
+10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 17 + 5 + 13 + 19

Art by AleTie, table by cala

1 yr, no bonus
(1/2) +20 Join another Ranger’s group hunt (double xp event)
(1/2) +10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (double xp event)
(1/2) +10 or +20 Take down easy, medium, hard or extra hard prey (dice-roll) (double xp event)
It's the scent of prey in the sea salt wind that brought Saladin to the shore. It felt different, this obsidian sand, from the sand back at the Oasis. It felt firmer in a sense, as if each paw step wouldn't cause for him to slip down a sandy slope and have to try all over again to climb upward. Dual toned eyes take in his surroundings, taking in deep inhales and slow exhales of breath. He spots a figure not too far out, one that he'd seen around before at a hunt, and he assumes she is here again with a bird to find some food. The yearling knew more help would be best, so he'd begin to tag along, his body crouching low as he moved.

luck

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 11 + 15 + 17 + 8

art by spu, table by dee

 

the king slayer

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6 years, no perks

+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+10 Practice speed or stealth
+10 Track someone through a neutral territory

The ocean was a beautiful place. Quiet, full of sights and you could drown someone in it and no one would find the body. Or that's what she'd heard in a past life. She didn't do those things currently. The salty air dances around her and the obsidian sand sinks beneath her toes as her lithe frame walks along the edges of the cerulean waters. The black sand is a nice touch, she thinks to herself. It's not hard to spot the company ahead of her given the place itself is such an empty expanse though she is quite curious about the bird hovering over the woman's head. A bird of prey hovering, in her knowledge, meant prey so either the pale woman beneath it was prey or it had found something good. Sadella moves with purchase towards them, slinking her petite body along as she followed the left-behind footsteps and the scents of the two who were well ahead of her. They hadn't caught anything yet so she was safe to follow them at a distance until she needed to actually do something.

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 16 + 10 + 15 + 1

The shore were a far better place for Aurelia to practice. Long had she begun to realize that hoping to catch up during a hunt simply would not work. Thus, she did not join the main group. Instead, she aimed to approach from the outskirts, ahead of where they would chase their prey. She found a ledge in the distant sea cliffs, theorizing that perhaps the prey animals would be driven there, and she could drop on them from above. Though her weight light and uncoordinated, it would at least give her the chance to fight if her strategies held.

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1 year, no bonuses.
+40 (x2) Solve a major problem for your pride (1/2)
+20 (x2) Win a strategy game or best someone else (1/2)
+20 (x2) Test a theory that turns out to be right (1/2)

Rolling 5d20: 10 + 8 + 9 + 18 + 16

Art by Sentinel, table by cala

It were too close to home to pass up. In fact, Kvare had been pacing the borders when he'd first seen their gathering silhouettes upon the horizon, having initially been intent in his strength and endurance training. The sun burned above head, the sea everlastingly calm. It were any other day in paradise, and the King was eager to abandon the dull duties of leadership in favor of something far more exciting, something that did not care about prides or politics. He'd seen even enemies gather in the name of a hunt. Steadily, he began to make his way toward them, quietly indicating his intentions to join.

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7 years, 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: 6 + 13 + 4 + 20 + 11

Art by Raph, table by cala

{3 years | No bonus}

Her travels drew her further into the heart of unknown places. Unexpected places. Head raised, nose to the wind, Lune follows the scent of salty air. Sweet brine stinging her eyes while the wind whips a healthy blush across her cheeks. Cold sand clings between her toes as she trods upon the damp, brown earth. As she walks, Lune drags her feet obscure her tracks. Hoping for her trail to be made further indistinguishable by the froth, lapping waves. The cool autumnal winds were further chilled by the grey waves and sent a small chill down Lune's spine. A fair-weather girl herself, she was not used to cold. A gust of wind added further insult to injury but made up for it with the sweet whisperings of prey. Lowering herself to the ground, Lune rolled in the clumpy sand, letting it cling to her golden furs, hopefully taking her scent with it. Lune pushed forward towards the scent of something delectable. She soon found herself in the company of other like minded individuals on the lookout for a meal.

Pathfinder Experience
+ 10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Cover your tracks (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Practice covering your scent (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Take part in a successful hunt (1/2)

Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 7 + 1 + 2 + 12

5 Years / No bonus

She moved along the beach lost in thought. Finding a growing hunting party wasn’t something she had planned on doing but it seemed a good opportunity to stretch and work her muscles. If they needed more claws then she would help where she could.
Upon approaching her attention is drawn in by a strange sight. A young lioness unable to use her hind legs? Odd. Tiri had certainly never seen the like of it before. Curiously her path deflected away from the group and over toward @Aurelia.
Greetings. She said warmly. Neytiri X’uekai of Ecrosia. She settled herself down beneath the younger lioness’s perch.


Luck

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 20 + 16 + 19 + 8

09/03/23 Double XP Event - Ambassador
+10 Give someone advice
+10 Learn a characters full name and rank
+10 Participate in rolled hunt

Art by EditJackson, Code by Minxy

sun summoner.

The shore were always a welcome place, even long after his injury. At first, Radahn had avoided the beach; not out of fear, but of ire. He had not seen Faustine since their fight, and would have readily preferred to be swallowed by the sea rather than have her drag him to shore. But Radahn had been too weak to fight her, and when he had awoken, he was lain across the beach. It were the first time he returned here since then, the familiar black sands reaching across the shoreline. He quickly made his way toward the gathering group, intent on distracting himself; certainly, they were waiting for something, and Radahn had a sinking feeling that their prey would swiftly be upon them, rather than the other way around.

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1 year, no bonuses.
+40 (x2) Solve a major problem for your pride (1/2)
+20 (x2) Win a strategy game or best someone else (1/2)
+20 (x2) Test a theory that turns out to be right (1/2)

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 20 + 10 + 7 + 16

Code & art by cala

The black, sandy shores were not unfamiliar to her, but it had been some time since she’d been here. A group seemed to have gathered in the distance, and as if on instinct, Renfri kept her distance. Carefully, she slid into the water, dipping under the waves a few times to soak her pelt through with the salty, briny water to wash away and mask her scent. When she was done, she crept back to the shore, ducking behind a large, rocky tower to roll in the black sand. She’d be finding sand in her den for weeks, she was sure, but it would be worth it, knowing that dark sand would help to mask her fur and hide her scent. Sticking close to more of the large, rocky outcrops, she crept closer to the gathering, ears pressed forward to try and see if she could catch any bits of conversation carried on the wind, but her primary focus was on going undetected. Renfri is attempting to hide! +10 Remain undetected in a large thread (5+ characters) +5 Study the landscape of an area +5 Practice hiding your scent

template by Mouser x

Everyone wanted to come out and play lately, and as she nears upon the shore once more, she makes quick efforts to hide her scent before nearing anywhere closer to the large forming group. Rolling in the sand, she makes sure she feels icky enough to know her scent is cloaked and covered enough for her liking, then trails further to the group. Crouching down low, her abyss body of tiny proportions makes an effort to scoot along the sidelines, before finding a hiding spot and aiming to remain hidden. Taking in a breath, she begins to study the landscape that all the lions stood upon, eyeing the terrain and the ocean afar with observant eyes.

seifri is hiding
+20 Remain undetected in a large thread (5+ characters) (Sle/2x xp)
+10 Study the landscape of an area (Sle/2x xp)
+10 Practice hiding your scent (Sle/2x xp)