4 years, +1 dice to hunt rolls
Despite the fact that she used to live on the beach, Valaine rarely visited it much these days... and yet, today she was rather fortunate. As she walked idly along the shore, feeling the cold, winter air upon her fluff, she heard the chuffs of another across the bay. It was low tide, so the water between the shore and the Cay was pretty shallow - shallow enough to cross at least.

Eagerly, she followed the sound of the chuffs, crossing the shallow ocean water towards the Cay, finding a strangely-shaped tree in her path the moment her paws set down upon its sands. Her eyes studied the way its wooden appendages curved weirdly, smaller branches curving and leaves turned downward for some odd reason. She didn't let it distract her for too long, however, and followed the scents of others towards the hunting place.

She was fortunate that she was familiar with walking on sand, and even more so that the sand had muffling effects. Her steps were quieted and she avoided stepping upon dead foliage on the beach as she came upon them, poised and waiting for the party to make its move.


[pathfinder xp] (doubled)
+20 Find a notable landmark in a territory
+10 Use the terrain to your advantage
+10 Participate in a hunt ...

I came & conquered what you thought was safe

The only thing that breaks Hyperion's concentration from the search for his intended hunt was a familiar voice, well, two actually, where one belonged to @Cassius ♔ and the other belonged to @Melusina , Tinny's young daughter who had wandered here as well. It is Cassius who comes first, though, addressing him and asking him if he's lost something. Hyperion shakes his head, answering, "Not quite." If the boy would just shut up and use his nose, he'd learn what Hyperion was watching out for.

Hyperion dips his head to a half-black-faced woman who introduces herself as @Aelynthi . A peculiar name for a stunning lioness, no matter if she was old enough to be his grandmother. "Hyperion Black. Thank you for your blessing."

A few moments later, they are both approached by Melusina, who asks why they aren't at the Mire. "I didn't want to go," Hyperion answers simply, shrugging. He had no one at the Mire he needed to impress. In fact, he considered rejoining the Lagoon just because he preferred the locale.

When another approached and introduced himself, @Krait , Hyperion nodded towards him. Of course more were welcome.

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Rolling this sometime tomorrow (Sunday)! Get in while you still can :)

CODE | ART

1 year, no bonus

+10 Collect herbs
+10 Dry or prepare herbs for use
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

He meanders along the shoreline, his eyes sweeping the sands for herbs, as usual. The combers, glassy blue-green, move slowly in and fret his paws before receding back into the sea. It's beautiful here, but he can't afford to get distracted. He quickly finds the bush he's looking for; its saffron flowers allowing for easy identification.

The pidgeon pea bush is just low enough for him to reach easily, and he rakes a claw across in a bid to seperate the leaves from the stem. Then a chuff cuts across the treeline, and he perks up, his interest piqued. Stirred by the lure of easy food, he quickly bunches the remainder of the bush at the base of a tree before meandering his way over. He files into the group timidly and quietly, hoping he can be of use here.

hunt luck roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 1 + 10 + 11 + 19

code by shaz

{3 years | No bonus}

Lune wove determinedly through the tall trees, her golden hairs catching the light between palm fronds like dappling on the lapping curl of the shore. Her delicate brow was furrowed in concentration. She only came out of her day of rest and relaxation to hunt for herbs. She was a little obsessive over her stash and didn’t like when she was running low in the necessary supplies. There were a few herbs she like to make sure that she always has on hand - mainly ones to treat physical ailments and wounds. She didn’t keep a lot of poisons in her possession, not finding a need for them very often. Lifting her chin, the golden girl looked around, scanning the surrounding area for the striking yellow flowers of pigeon pea. After a few moments of searching, she finally spotted some tucked underneath the shadow of a palm frond. Line went to work extracting and drying the herbs. She would take these back with her and store with her growing collection.

Before she had a chance to pack away her herbs, Lune heard the call of a hunt. With a faint smile and the shake of her head, she rode from the shadows. The girl took one last look around, making a mental note of where she tucked away her goods before heading in the direction of the hunt. What fun the day would bring after all.

Medic Experience
+ 10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Collect herds (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Dry or prepare herbs for use (1/2)

Hunt Luck Roll:

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

HUNT REQUEST
— RESULTS —

Rolled Prey: Gemsbok (Medium)
Number of Prey Animals: 2

Hunting Party Stats: 7 adults, 8 yearlings + bonuses = 28 hits
Lion Hits: 17 + 12 luck = 29 hits
Prey Dodges: 3 - 1 debuff = 2 dodges

Lion Successful Hits: 27

LIONS HAVE WON!

dice were rolled in discord by @cala. You can play out the remainder of the hunt however you’d like.

delet!e!!

faustine smirked at the display of muscles. she was already aware of how some youths at this age would try and impress someone of their liking. perhaps @Cassius ♔ grew fond of her? how...touching. though she wasn't sure if that would continue on as they aged. it wasn't like there would be a time where her own fascination branched off of just morbid things so perhaps...

the hunt progressed and faustine was ripped out of her thoughts to the prey they found. a gemsbok, a new hunt she had never taken down though no less impressed to be able to do so. it was an adult, with a fatty stomach area not from pregnancy but from having lived a good life. faustine took to digging out a piece of the meat from there without hesitation, before she straightened and looked at cassius. she dared him to do something, to perhaps follow her, or to take her meat from her. [exit]

code: cala | art: drifty

{3 years | No bonus}

Well this was interesting. What a delightful new prey for the girl. Lune was weary of the creatures large horns. One swing of its mighty head would be enough to impale a lion. Lune slunk close to the ground, attacking the gemsbok from the sides. She could tell that there would be plenty of meat to go around from the swinging flesh of the large antelope. The girl played her part in the hunt snapping with quick jaws at the animal's legs and stomach. Lune was energized in joining the ranks of her fellow hunting party, striking and dodging until they felled two gemsboks in the end. The golden girl waited her turn to feast and throughly enjoyed her allotment when the time came. Feeling warmed by the fresh meat from the inside out, Lune rose to her feet to head back to her safely stowed away herbs.

Exit Lune.

Medic Experience
+ 10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (2/2)
+ 10 (x2) Collect herds (2/2)
+ 10 (x2) Dry or prepare herbs for use (2/2)

A gemsbok is their quarry. Valerian finds himself curious of the beast as they tail it. It was not one of his favourite foods, but it would do to fill his belly. He falls in step with the hunting party, more interested to be hunting on the beach. He didn’t often wander this ways, having had his fill of sand when he’d lived in the Oasis… but it was far cooler here and he would welcome the exercise.

It isn’t long til the beast falls and Valerian is able to secure a prize for himself. With bloodied lips he snorts a farewell to the other hunters and disappears into the coastal treelike to find a peaceful spot to sate his hunger.

/exit Valerian

stock © joe mania, art © drifty, code © hinter

"Okay, strong legs - here I come," and with an over-the shoulder huff the young lioness waded her way across, keeping an eye on her mentor whichever way he chose to join her. She wouldn't lie, trying to wade through the water did make her legs burn, that much was clear.

When she met with Alaric on the opposite side, he answered her following questions. He speaks of taking the harder path always, something about bettering ones self and getting stronger. Righto! She supposed she would commit it to memory for the days she had nothing better to do, no promises old man.

@Alaric's final lesson however, speaks volumes for his expectations. Though he might have expected her to cringe in the wake of mud, unlike her plum sister Birdie was not opposed to getting dirty - in fact she often liked it. Still, as the hunt began to unravel and she stayed by her teacher's side to soak it all in, she came to realise he had a point - speed, strength and stealth were all key take-aways.

--- exit

+40 Learn something from a Master of your trade 2/2 (water for leg strength)
+40 Learn something from a Master of your trade 2/2 (take the hard path/exercise)
+40 Learn something from a Master of your trade 2/2 (hunting relates to fighting)

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