she-wolf, the mongering wolf
who stands outside the self

This were familiar territory. Even though the snow had long begun to claim the mountainsides, had long plunged Amaryllis into the familiarity of creeping winter, Ashaera found no better place to hunt than this. She need not Arwen's help, but the gyrfalcon still lurked above head, ever a keen eye in case she'd stumbled upon something rare and delectable. Despite being a rogue, she'd been pleasantly well-fed and keen, taking advantage of the surplus of prey while it lasted before the long winter would eventually settle in.

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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 (3/3)
+20 (x2) Take down hard or extra hard prey or
+10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

Rolling 5d20: 5 + 4 + 15 + 16 + 10

Art by Kite, table by cala

 

yavanna the white

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3 years, no bonus

+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+20 Discuss the features of a territory with someone
+10 Take part in a successful hunt

It wasn't uncommon to find her wildling cousin in the same haunts as she. They were of flesh and temperament alike. Yavanna could usually spot her bird before she spotted the pale woman and this time was no different. It was cold and moving around the mountains burned through her energy and strained her muscles in the best way. She makes it obvious that she is around though she is sure that the bird has already made some kind of announcement. "Ground is starting to slip." Yavanna points out in reference to the soft snow and the dirt deep beneath freezing as it gets colder thus making it harder for some to gain traction. Should someone find themselves too close to a slope around here and they slip — funeral pyres.

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 19 + 13 + 7 + 16

The Peak was nearly too dangerous for her, but Aurelia grew more and more confident each day. Hastily did she ascend the mountainside, finding the steadiest and most worn paths. The land were barren, save a few straggling hunters, and Aurelia was delighted by the idea that she would not soon have to be alone in this endeavor. Quickly, she managed her way down to where the two women had begun to gather, her gaze slipping between the two; one of the Summit, and one rogue. They were tracking something, if Aurelia had to guess, their prey would likely have height advantage over them. We should set a trap, she suggested, a slender curve of her brow raising, Let them walk into us. And perhaps, if she were right, it would be easy hunting.

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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: 18 + 17 + 13 + 10 + 16

Art by AleTie, table by cala

He'd been meaning to return to the Summit, but by the time he reached Freyr Peak, he was exhausted. The air here was thinner, colder, and Kvare had spent much of his time as of late training, practicing, preparing. He had finally decided to settle down for the night when he heard the tell-tale rumbling of rocks nearby, disturbed debris indicative that others were rounding the corner. At first, he reacted defensively, but as the group trudged forward as if tracking something, the Caladan King quietly fell into line beside them, instinct driving him even as his legs begged to slow.

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1 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: 1 + 15 + 13 + 7 + 6

Art by Rabbit, table by cala

{3 years | No bonus}

The bright light of day spurred the girl on. She huffed as the crisp mountain air punched down her throat with what should could only assume were little daggers forged from ice. Lune hung back from the jagged edges of the peaks, fearing the ramifications of a nasty tumble down to the rocky depths beneath. Slowly, Lune began the trek down a narrow path towards luscious slopes bursting with bright greenery. A wide smile bloomed across her porcelain face as she spotted the rounded orange body of mangoes hanging from a leafy mango tree. Lune quickened her pace to reach the tree, sending small rocks scattering through the grassy slope. With her goods resting by her feet, Lune surveyed the surrounding areas studying its meandering curves and rocky edges. Caught off guard by the rugged beauty of it all, she let out a soft sigh. Her reverie was brief as something in the breeze caught her attention. Lune shifted, covering her mangoes with fallen leaves, before following the scent. She did not have to travel far before she first caught scent, and then laid eyes on the others gathering. Joining the group she looked around at their faces and gave them a small nod. Let's get this party started.

Pathfinder Experience
+ 10 (x2) Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Scout a neutral territory (1/2)
+ 10 (x2) Take part in a successful hunt (1/2)

Medic Experience
+ 10 (x2) Collect herbs (1/2)

Hunt Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 19 + 1 + 9 + 5

sun summoner.

Long had the time passed for him to return home. Radahn had spent enough time away from the Summit, desperate to growth his strength and resolve. Perhaps it were a sign, then, that he stumbled upon that last fleeting group of hunters when he had. The peak had jagged cliffsides and a solidifying snowpack, a threat of winter swiftly approaching. If they were to steer the herd onto a patch of ice, perhaps they could disrupt their run enough; it were just as dicey for them, however, but Radahn were used to the rough terrain of the mountains, and could outsmart them.

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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: 5 + 1 + 2 + 8 + 20

Code & art by cala

the place is cold and it's full of ice that can make any creature slip into depths unknown. she only knows to go where the fresh footprints lay, until she sees lions preparing themselves for a hunt. there are too many places to slip into and stay until the prey appears. several cave systems lay within the uneven peaks; she can also make a snowy den for herself, if she has the time and interest. instead, faustine notices a familiar figure, one whose eye catches her attention and causes her to smirk with greed. i did that she thinks as she slips near him and attempts to grab @Radahn's attention by pushing her shoulder against his. this may be a hunt, but faustine will make sure the illyrian boy remembers her face, even if his permanent injury is there. still, she's ready to play her part in this gathering as well, but the greedy part of her wants to not only take her cake but also radahn's too.

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 20 + 5 + 13 + 17

code: cala | art: drifty

The peak was well equipped with hiding places for the tiny Queen. The mountainside was lush, and the curving trails left plenty of blindspots for her to take advantage of, but she tried to stay off the path wherever she could. She had dipped into a stream at the base of the peak to wash her scent away before making her way through the foliage, rubbing against trees and herbs and other fragrant foliage to try and take on the scent of the wild, untamed lands she trekked through. She kept her body low, using large brush to keep her from view of the group of lions that had begun to gather. She had taken part in many of these random hunts earlier on in the days of Lorien, but for now, she was more interested in learning the land, and staying hidden. 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

Heights were weird and she wasn't too sure how she felt about this land, noting the large extent of the territory and studying just how intimidating it was, the landscape and all. Taking in a breath, she edges closer to the forming group with a look of caution, not wanting to take a plunge off. Using the leaves and grass around she had passed up, she attempts to cover and hide her scent from being noticed. Then, she curves off to the side, aiming to remain hidden among all the gathering people, wanting to see just what exactly they were up to here.

seifri is hidden

+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)

There were already a bitter chill here. One that caused even the Dieudonne prince to shudder. The horizon had long grown bleaker and bleaker as time passed, and it appeared he were not the only one keen on stocking up for the long-approaching winter. His eyes narrowed against the distant horizon, trotting up toward the group where before he'd been nearly sprinting across the tundra just prior, intent on exercising his strength and endurance. He could feel the burning still in his legs, begging him to stop; but with such a threat looming upon the horizon, Xavier had no choice but to listen to his instincts.

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+20 (x2) Use information gathered about a threat to protect your pride (1/2)
+10 (x2) Exercise to gain endurance (Pal) (1/2)
+10 (x2) Exercise to gain strength (Barb) (1/2)

Art by Yumpy, table by cala