6 Years | No Perks

The sun began to slowly kiss the horizon. Sinking down into it's den for a good nights rest. The wind blew but not as hard as it could and for this she was thankful.
The amber lioness hummed to herself as she rested upon her hill. Over looking the waterhole and debating just what it was she wished to do. With only herself to feed and no pride to help, it certainly made things a little harder. Especially in winter. But alas, this was the life she so willingly chose. She just had no interest in being tied down by someone she didn't know and obeying whatever nonsense rules they just happened to make up.

Oh, hear my song in the silent night,
As I hunt beneath the pale moonlight.
In the heart of the wild, where shadows play,
I sing of the hunt in winter's sway.
She sighs as she continues to softly sing. Her nose finally landing on something of interest. Her song shifts into a drifting call. She may not have had the help of a pride, but surely there were other hungry mouths around who wouldn't mind lending a claw.

Prey Information:

Rolling hardprey 1d8: 7
Rhinoceros (hard level | 20 dodges)

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 2 + 10

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 6d20: 10 + 15 + 9 + 16 + 20 + 11

DOUBLE XP EVENT - Bard
+20 Make up a song or poem about another character's deeds
+10 Sing a song
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

code by scorpixia♡︎ | art by cala

He'd been making his way north toward the Summit when two sounds reached his ears from the nearby watering hole, the sound first of a lioness chuffing for help with a hunt, and then the snort of a rhino. A small scowl curled his lip at the prospect but it would certainly be a worthy prize if they could manage to take down the beast. His already careful stride dropped to one with more intentional stealth and he moved toward the stranger, giving @Arianwen a small nod as he drew nearer, before slinking on to take up a position to make his first attack, careful to stay far away from that born horn or the crushing feet.

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× six years
× Level 2 Pathfinder: +1 hit
× 1/20 total hits

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 2 + 14 + 18

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 3 + 18 + 8 + 15 + 9

+10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

coding by flea & image by yumpy

wild, feral stare —
her winter lips as cold as stone

It had only been a matter of time before Arduinna ventured out further into the cold and bristling unknown of these lands. Because, by the gods, was she hungry, urges swirling beneath taunt, icy flesh as she threw her body into the expanse of the unknown. She was a foreigner here, and she knew that well and true – but she also knew that, first and foremost, she was a wolf. A hunter in all the ways that one could be and, now, as winter curled its frigid fingers around her throat, her body begged for retribution and for release. And so she would oblige.

Saliva pooled at the edges of the wraith’s lips as she heeded the call of the other stranger, eyes narrowed as she slunk into the presence of both @arianwen, @Khal, and the formidable prey that waited for them across the way. Arrogance did not serve her well today, however – the almost-woman’s tail thrashed in impatience as she was quick to fling herself forward, using the snowy landscape (and the small flurry that had begun to fall from the sky) to her advantage, to try and take down the beast. Blending in somewhat with the backdrop of ice and snow, it was with splayed jaws that she sought to take a first bite, instincts taking over as she sought salvation from the churning sensation that sat within her gullet.

( one year | no perks )
Hunting Party Total Hits: 4/20 (21 needed to succeed)
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 1d20: 8

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 9 + 19 + 14 + 2

table by ryuu

He had followed the scent of his sister as she had wandered eastward, away from the dunes that they now called their home. Truthfully, Draugr hadn't gotten to do much exploring since they arrived, and as concentrated as he was on his sister's scent, he was rather enjoying his time out and about.

Ears perked as he heard the beckoning call of another on the wind, just as he had broke through the edges of what one would call a watering hole. With his feet in the shallow edges of the water, his green eyes searched for her, seeing the striped form of his sister moving towards the lioness' call. Draugr followed a few paces behind @Arduinna to join the hunt as well. His sister was quick to jump towards the action, while Draugr sought to meet eyes with the woman who invited them, a sort of silent greeting and thank you. Only once he had let his eyes rest of the two that were here before them would he jump into the fight.

The beast before them was a big one; a rhino. He had seen them before, but never tried to eat one, so he was... excited? Hesitant? He didn't want to get gored that was for sure. "Spirits, if you can hear me, please protect the living from this vile beast. Let us feast upon its bones tonight... a tribute to your honor," he pled to the dead quietly as he crept closer towards the fight.

Draugr was as dark as the night, and even while the sun set and cast deep shadows across the land, the boy doubted it was enough to camouflage him. Still, he made a daring calculation and flanking his sister, he went for the opposite side of the rhino bull to bury his teeth into its rear ankle.


1 year | no trade perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 6/21
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 1d20: 14

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 13 + 10 + 15 + 1 + 8

possible double xp
cleric
+20 Cast a blessing on a group
+10 Participate in a rolled hunt

assassin
+10 Practice speed or stealth

the darkness leaps and falls upon you

code x art

Chaeton picked up his speed and let his legs do the hard work; moving through the distance as he weaseled himself into the hunting party's quick run. Speeding after the rhino in an effort to keep up with its pace but also to be wary of its horns. Chaeton was knowledge in nearly every animal that he had seen in this land thus far and a rhino was at the top of the land's most dangerous list. Easing his body around one of its flanks, he pivoted himself quickly to deter the beast from taking a quick turn which left it stumbling for just a moment before he began the other way forcing the lion to pick his pace up a little bit to make up the surprising distance it had made with its quick turn.

five years | no perk
Hunting Party Total Hits: 7 / 20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 3 + 8

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 6 + 9 + 11 + 18

+10 - Exercise to gain endurance
+10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

ART • CODE

6 Years | No Perks

She is not alone for long. A lion, followed by two yearlings, are soon with her. The youth looked related to one another but not to the older man. She nods to them all, watching to see where they will set themselves. Before her own advancement, there is a fifth. A most welcome of sights indeed. It was going to take all of them and every last drop of their combined strengths to bring down this creature.

In the frozen realm of Amaryllis fair,
Where winter's breath weaves a frosty air,
A pride of lions, strong and true,
Embark on a hunt, their courage anew.

Arianwen steadies herself before making her first move. She is small and agile. Weaving to and from the rhinoceros, taking advantage of its poor eye sight. And remembering to stay clear of that horn.

@Khal @Arduinna @Draugr @Chaeton
9/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 10 + 11

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 6d20: 16 + 7 + 18 + 6 + 2 + 12

Art by Yumpy, Code by Minxy

Perhaps if it had not been for how obsessed and captivated she was by @Arianwen's original song, she might have hopped into the hunt as soon as it had begun. Instead, Daneri had laid there in quiet contemplation over the gentle words as though there were shadows that were playing out the words in front of her. Remembering, vaguely, when she had seen the lioness before and had fallen in love with her wild and free locks. But now as she was beginning to unlock herself out of her haze she begun to rush into the masses and tried her best to pick up speed and try and pretend as though she hadn't been lounging nearby and watching instead of playing. Picking at their prey as she could and exhausting her energy all in one shot.

two years | pathfinder level 2
Hunting Party Total Hits: 11 / 20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 6 + 19 + 3

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 15 + 19 + 5 + 3

+10 - Take part in a successful hunt
+10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

^{ART BY YUMPY, CODE BY CALA}

 

Life — a beautiful, borrowed moment when energy came together and took form. In Émeric’s case, it had manifested into the shape of a lion, and he considered himself quite lucky, seeing as how he could’ve been born a hedgehog instead. Then again, he supposed he could’ve become a rhinoceros too, and while having a spike on the nose to poke others with more appealing than eating worms for a living, he liked his claws and luxurious mane even more. That, and he was very happy not to be prey, no matter how large — because even with a horn, a rhinoceros was food in the eyes of a hungry predator. Dangerous food, but food nonetheless. And being food — prey — looked miserable, what with being chased down and chewed up. He much preferred to do the chasing and the chewing.

He knew he had been blessed, and as he stood there and watched what he assumed was a hunting party gather around the rhinoceros, he was thankful. He was thankful too for the opportunity before him — the chance to eat and stay alive, to keep his own flame burning. “Merci, esprits d'en haut, d'en bas et d'intérieur, de m'avoir donné de la nourriture à attraper et des griffes pour l'attraper.,” he murmured with a bow of his head. Thank you, spirits above, below, and within, for giving me food to catch and claws to catch it. “Donnez à ces chasseurs la force de faire ce qui doit être fait.” Give these hunters the strength to do what needs to be done. Then, his prayer for a blessing fading into the wind, he looked up again and beamed.

“‘ere I am!” the rogue exclaimed, announcing his presence to more than the hunting party. “Come, show me zhat ‘orn of yours!” he goaded and sprang forward, his paw seeking to give the beast a hard slap on the its rear, to try and steal its focus away — to distract it.

Double XP - Cleric
+20 Cast a blessing on a group
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

2 years - No perks or bonuses!
Hunting Party Total Hits: 13/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 18 + 15

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 7d20: 19 + 13 + 20 + 10 + 4 + 12 + 3

artwork • coding

It was the lovely melody of @Arianwen's song that had first drawn Maven's curious paws towards the watering hole. Naturally. The abyssal woman rarely has true reason to pay this locale a visit, for many of the beasts that frequented the spring were far too large and powerful for a lioness of her stature to fell all on her lonesome.

The rhino serves as excellent evidence for that thought.

But Maven is not to be alone this time, for the songstress's siren voice has drawn quite a few titan predators in with the call for the hunt. The rhino already looks as if it may be beginning to tire, while Maven leaps into the fray with a lively energy still, agilely ducking and weaving around stomping feet and a curved horn in a dangerous game.

By the time she can think to risk a blow upon that thickly armored hide, her muscles ache and throb with the constant, daring movements that've gripped them, pulling her this way and that in a manner that looked far more fluidic than it felt.

But the burn beneath her skin is far more preferable than the alternative of being trampled beneath their colossal prey.

+10 Exercise to gain endurance (excluding spars) (x2)
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (x2)

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3 Yrs. | N/A
Hunting Party Total Hits: 17/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 20 + 11

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 13 + 17 + 10 + 1

ART BY SPU, CODE BY DEE

Khal couldn't help but send up a small prayer of thanks to the gods as others appeared to help take down the beast. He was not too keen on starting off his stint as Band Guardian with a large hole anywhere in his body. He lunged forward again and again between the attacks of the other hunters, feinting away from the head of the beast all the while until he saw as opportunity to grab near the neck and possibly drag the colossus down. With much help from the others he hoped, lest he just be crushed instead of gored. He might have been decent with his dodges but he was by no means quick as some of the smaller hunters.

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× six years
× Level 2 Pathfinder: +1 hit
× 19/20 total hits

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 7 + 16 + 17

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 16 + 17 + 19 + 2 + 12

+10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

coding by flea & image by yumpy