she'd been out practicing her endurance, building her ability to run on the thick sands. it sucks at her feet, slowing her steps and making her muscles burn but in a way that satiates her. she'd been high-stepping one way and back, up and down the shoreline for ten minutes, despite her injuries. so when the hunt gathers, léontine decides to take a break. she wants to feed. and with no easy targets, she supposes a prey animal is her only real choice today. the shore is long and empty and her eyes trail along the assembled, narrowing on krait who seems to be leading this group.

5 yrs no bonus
luck

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 17 + 5 + 15 + 1

EXECUTION FANTASY

HUNT REQUEST
— RESULTS —

Rolled Prey: Medium - African Donkey
Number of Prey Animals: 1

Hunting Party Stats: 7 Adults, 1 Yearling, Lvl 2 Ranger, Lvl 3 Ranger = 17d20
Lion Hits: 8 + 5 luck = 13
Prey Dodges: 2 - 1= 1

Lion Successful Hits: 12

LIONS HAVE WON!

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

+10 Participate in a Hunt Using the Rolled Hunt System - Double XP
+10 Collect Herbs - Double XP
+10 Study Herbs of Neutral Territory- Double XP

With snap of bone, tearing of flesh, and rending of blood, a beast is fallen. Thisbe licks her lips to clear away the blood and help soothe her racing heart. Like a drum beat in the distance it begins to fade from her ears and she is able then to take a piece of food for herself to enjoy. It's a bit more than a mouthful, but she does not take more. She does not wish to carry it.

Instead she gathered up some more herbs and began to back track, testing herself and tracing her foot steps back to where she had seen herbs before. In an effort to study their location, commit it to memory for later.

/Exit_{CODE | ART}

IANTHE

Like the pelican, her hunt was successful. It had been kind of odd, running on sand, her short legs had to.work twice as hard to push herself through the shifting ground.
More out of breath than she probably should be, Ianthe took a moment to compose herself. Maybe she's learned a lesson here, and will never try running on the beach again.
Once her breath has been caught, Ianthe takes a strip of the prey, not really all that hungry but not wanting all that work to have gone to waste.
The princess leaves the rest of it to her fellow hunters, and goes back to gathering herbs. A much safer and far less straining hobby.

/exit

Double exp event

+10 participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+10 gather herbs for nursing or birthing

coded by flea

“Hopefully,” Krait echoed the brown lioness to arrive first with an answering smile, encouraged by how quickly the hunting party formed around him. He couldn’t help seeking out some familiar faces—they were on the shore, after all; Esca or Ursula might have been able to hear—but none from his little seaside clan showed. That was okay. Hunting was his job anyway.

The group helped make his job easy as they combined their efforts to fell the donkey who had poorly chosen to wander the beach, and he hardly felt like he’d broken a sweat by the time they had it down. “Easy enough,” Krait remarked proudly, thankful for the assistance of those who’d participated. He waited until they had taken what they wished to and then picked over the remains, intent upon adding it to the small cache he’d started for his adopted family.

-Exit Krait-

Her gaze was torn between analyzing the shoreline for any useful herbs and scanning the terrain for a prey to chase down. Eventually her hunger got the better of her and the colossal woman would fall into line behind the others. Reine planned to use her bulk to her advantage, and when their target came to be a lone african donkey it was evident that the creature didn't stand a chance against the magnitude of the group. Reine would grab a small portion of meat for herself before she'd return to a shallow area of water on the beach. Carefully the woman would pick some clumps of seaweed to take back with her to add to her stache, surely it would be useful for some sort of healing properties down the line. Gathering up her meat and herbs she would head back to her den for the evening, satisfied with the outcome.

exit.

medic exp/doubled
+10 - Participate in a rolled hunt
+10 - Study the flora of a neutral territory (Stygian Shore)

code

(2/2) +20 Join another Ranger’s group hunt (double xp event)
(2/2) +10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (double xp event)
(2/2) +10 Take down medium prey (dice-roll) (double xp event)

She is glad that not many joined the hunting party. When there were many mouths to feed it meant that there was less of a reward, unless she wanted to fight for a bigger piece (which she was not totally against but didn't really feel like it). Crimson eyes continue to scan her surroundings, soon spotting the donkey that comes into view. With a quick lick of her lips she springs forward, engaging the hunt and lunging herself at the equine. She lands on its back, claws and teeth sinking into its hot flesh. She doesn't let go until its brought to the ground and no longer breathing, and with swift movement she takes a big chunk as her reward. Then she would take off, wanting to find a spot a little ways from the shore to enjoy her meal.

exit Artemisia.

ART BY CORVUS, CODE BY DEE, MODIFIED BY GUNNER

(2/2) +10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (double xp event)
(2/2) +10 Practice the skills of another trade - ranger (follow the scent of prey) (double xp event)
Jiera creeps forward slowly, continuing to follow the scent of their prey. The braying of a donkey catches her off-guard, causing for her ears to twist backward at the shrill sound. Her eyes glance around, finally finding the source of the noise, and as the others moved into action she would, as well. The healer would keep on the outskirts, ensuring that the donkey didn't try to escape. She would snap and swipe at it, and once it was brought down she would slow herself to a stop. Tail flicks behind her as she makes her way toward the donkey, grabbing her share. She makes a swift exit, wanting to find a place a little ways away from the shore to enjoy her meal.

exit Jiera.

ART BY KIM, CODE BY LARS, MODIFIED BY GUNNER
*DO NOT USE WITHOUT PERMISSION!*

As @Karsa strode into the water, Aphid set about meticulously removing the granules of sand from his foreleg, and soon made sure to wash it thoroughly in salty water. "Keep it clean," she says, but the boy's mind is elsewhere, and she follows his gaze to the distant flocks of birds and rocky towers. "Not me, but I'll be here to patch you up if you want to give a try," she laughed musedly at his thought.

"Ay," and she sought to bop him on the snout with a wet paw, "Keep it clean. I mean it." Like a mother reprimanding her distracted teenager, she would sooner cast the kid a mischevious smirk before moving on into the hunt. They fell a lone African Donkey, and though she would take a small portion, the girl would leave most of it the others who had gathered.

--- exit

+10 Teach someone basic wound care 2/2
+20 Heal a character’s sickness or injury 2/2
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

_{art by yumpy}

he knows that the time was rapidly approaching where karsa would have to pitch in to help replenish the pride's caches so as aphid works on patching him up, the boy makes sure to keep a close eye on the lions as they stalk their prey, a strong looking donkey up the shoreline. "okay, i will." he says absently, trying his best not to pull away from aphid as the girl gets to work cleaning the wound. "i don't think i do..." he murmurs, glancing from the cliffs and towers and back to aphid. "though being up that high looks like an awesome scouting perch, i think one injury is enough for today. all those birds making their nests up there are kinda vicious..." as karsa had very quickly found out when he had come to observe the hunt going on. within minutes it seems the animal is falling with a last bray of protest, and then it lies completely still - a testament to the lions' skill. aphid wanders off not long after the hunt completes and with his foreleg healed as much as it could be in the moment, karsa too begins the trek back to obsidian.

exit karsa

coding by daanyen | art by rabbit