Had he gone past 'fashionable' in his lateness? It was the general commotion that drew him away from his intended path and toward the oasis in time to find numerous fights occurring. Brows raised very slightly in surprise, and keen eyes quickly skimmed the crowd to figure out what was happening. A challenge, it seeemd, which had then triggered violence on the sidelines as it so often did. It was only truly interesting to him due to the oasis' status with the bluffs.

Noting the main battle seemed to be drawing to a close, a victor certain any moment now, Sébastien would find a comfortable space to seat himself, politely outside the border to watch the final outcome. Occasionally, though, his attention was drawn, in particular, to the semi-familiar presence of Helah, currently locked in battle with several others. Including a couple children.

not trespassing, open to interaction

code by daanyen || art by rabbit

Zahra watches as just as most of challenges she had been to fights break around her. Not just the main one but many others also start with different reasons, from mere spars to kidnapping ones. She wanted to get into one of those but she didn't know which or if she should hold on for now. It would be unwise to start shit whole her pride was small and wouldn't support persecution just now.

The challenge went well with some wounds here and there while some group fights also start, tye Vermeda queen being in one while some other two where a lioness she did remember. Eyes narrow. That bitch maimed her when she was a yearling. She wanted revenge but not now... she needed to stay out of it at least for now. Poisoned claws rest over the sand ready for anything.

+5 Observe a fight(zabrina vs Harou)
+5 Observe a fight(icefang and co vs nyaxia and co)
+5 Observe a fight (Tormenta vs Sara)

((Open for fights))

code by shaz - Icon by shaz

"No " It was all she would say as she didn't want to waste any more energy than she already had lost this far. If she was to be taken here she wasn't going to gave ui at least without a fight, without vicious retaliation. She wanted to make him to regret his choice, his decision to make of her not just a prisoner but an enemy and Sif even though could be chill and calm most of the time wasn't out of making of someone's existence a hell, and doing her best to make them hate her. This man better didn't k3ave his eyes out of her even when he slept..

His jaws close around her muzzle as her fangs were occupied trying to render his limb useless and to give him a hell. Blood crawled down her muzzle but she refused and wouldn't let that come into her eyes. She also ignored or tried to ignore the claws on her side. Refusing to let go she aimed to twist her jaws side to side aiming to cause more damage to his limb. She might fall but not without a price for him..

Sif vs @Velasco
For self defense against theft
Round 3 of 3
Hits:

Rolling 8d20: 10 + 8 + 4 + 13 + 2 + 18 + 1 + 6

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 19 + 13 + 16

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 8 + 5 + 20 + 1 + 17

_{BG — ART — CODE}

There is a strong chance any number of her family might be here, to see this fight. The Oasis had been their home before the Hollows and she knows it was taken from an ally a while back. At least one or two of the Savante would be around, probably a sibling or six. So when Jazmin arrives, she does so with her head high.

The tiny grains of sand in her thick coat don't bother her (they do), her throat isn't parched from the desert life (it is), and she isn't cowed into submission by any of the pride (she is). Her legs move her quickly and quietly towards the fight - fights - but she does not approach anyone. Jazmin lingers at the back of the Oasis line, cool eyes searching the crowd. But, if she sees anyone she knows, it doesn't cross her expression.

What she watches, most intently, is the fight Rhesk is in. She watches the blood, the claws and fangs - and her own dig into the sand as if sinking into his skin.

She wants to see him fall, she needs to see him bleed. To know he can fail - and she will be the cause of it, if not today then one day.

Godhunter's gonna hunt you down

When you're sinful to the bone, unholy. And you've claimed yourself a throne, Like me, wield power of your own. Making god hunter's gonna hunt you down. If you're something more than flesh, Ascended, and you've taken on the rest. To end it then she'll find you in a dream, Tormented. Godhunter's gonna hunt you down. When you're sinful to the bone, unholy. And you've claimed yourself a throne, Like me, wield power of your own. Making god hunter's gonna hunt you down. If you're something more than flesh, Ascended, and you've taken on the rest. To end it then she'll find you in a dream, Tormented. Godhunter's gonna hunt you down.

code by corvus || art by ale-tie

Hellbent

lighting up the sky as we burn out

+5 Witness drama between prides

ooc: just @ me if you attack him



The dragon was awoken from his slumber by the sound of a challenge for the crown. And instead of rushing to it, he resumed sleeping. Pompeii was selfish to his core and one day it would bite him in the ass, but for now he slept on with a confidence that Harou would win and he could pretend he was out for the day. If anything he was a pretty smooth liar.

Well that had been his plan. Until the cacphony of noises was too much to ignore, the grunting and growling with roars of challenges was now just a irritant. Pompeii rose from his den to casually lope towards the source, making a note of using whatever cover he could find as he got closer. Slipping carefully closer trying to get within distance to get a better view and to get within striking range.

Tail tip twitching while he kept his ears back, his eyes flicking to check everyone over noticing Harou fighting for his title. But a scuffle had broken out as well. How curious. Noting the lion from Vermeda whom he had not enjoyed the presence of.


"talk"

code by corvus

@Harou

No, he had gone missing. The woman who stepped up in his absence is the one who was bested. Unfortunate and unavoidable. Someone always came in the end, the coin flips and then the positions all shift around.

Sometimes, maybe, before your very eyes. Another flight begins to form and spiral. This one catches Pyrrha's attention more than the others, she leans into Noemi and peers with analytical intent as the lions who had be sitting around another of her mother's wives begin to scuff with others, one of whom is the lioness that drew Noemi's attention with her war cry and urge to fight.

Although Noemi had already confessed to not knowing the woman when she had ordered an attack, maybe there's still a chance? This is the only bridge to the gap Pyrrha knew of and she had to seek it. Maybe you could help me meet that pointy eared woman later? She asks of @Noemi. Like a mirror, Pyrrha's paw reaches over to touch the Andal woman's front paw and hold for just a moment. An echo of the touch Noemi has made moments ago. But Pyrrha holds it a bit longer. Was this to be part of the game too? Flirtation did little to stir Pyrrha's heart and bring up butterflies but the touch was nice nevertheless, and certainly useful if this was where they were moving to. That other group has Caladan lions amongst them- She recognized Lagertha and Milano who sat with the black pelted woman who was involved. She also recognized the lion who spoke in a language she did not understand with Mirian. This... This could be something she twists to her advantage in the days to come if there's hard feelings. At the very least there's a thread of connection amongst them all. Pyrrha will follow it.

_{BG — ART BY RABBIT — CODE}

@Zabrina VS. @Harou FOR ANDAL OASIS
— RESULTS —

Zabrina Hits: 4+3+4+4+3+8 Luck = 26
Zabrina Dodges: 3+2+4+3+1 = 13

Harou Hits: 4+7+3+3+5+5 Luck = 27
Harou Dodges: 4+3+3+1+3 = 14

Zabrina Successful Hits: 12
Harou Successful Hits: 14

HAROU HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR ANDAL OASIS!

The results of this fight cannot be acknowledged ICly until either both challengers have responded or 3 days have gone by — whichever comes first. Any posts breaking this rule will be removed.

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WOUNDED ROLL

performed on discord by @Zena ★

Zabrina is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Harou Wounded Roll: 3

Harou is WOUNDED!

Profiles will be adjusted to reflect the wounded rolls, which, if received, reduce the character’s hits and dodges by -1 for an standardized amount of time. Any wounded rolls received from this fight are considered healed as of 6/26, and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

@Velasco VS. @Sif FOR THEFT OF SIF
— RESULTS —

Velasco Hits: 5+5+2+3 Luck = 15
Velasco Dodges: 4+3+3 = 10

Sif Hits: 1+4+2+4 Luck = 12
Sif Dodges: 1+1+3 = 5

Velasco Successful Hits: 10
Sif Successful Hits: 2

VELASCO HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR THEFT OF SIF!

The results of this fight cannot be acknowledged ICly until either both challengers have responded or 3 days have gone by — whichever comes first. Any posts breaking this rule will be removed.

Everything around him happened quickly, chaos consuming the young prince's soul, mind, and body. At first, his initial attack was successful. The young girl fell against the sand and squished the flowers underneath her. He smirked momentarily as she cried at him to get off of her. However, the moment became short-lived. Suddenly, the claws of a much larger lion scraped at his shoulder. A pained snarl ripped from his lungs, blood beginning to pour from the wound.

How dare someone intervene, and someone much older too. Why couldn't things have been kept fair? A battle between just him and the girl? He stepped back, and the spotted girl began to kick and claw at him, paws hitting his chest and tiny claws scraping at his cheek.

Things were going downhill quickly, and if this wasn’t bad enough another adult was trying to push him away from his target. An irritated snarl left his lips, and with vigor, he attempted to force his way towards the girl again. With unsheathed claws, he tried to scratch the young girl’s face, like how she had done to him. He wanted revenge now, and he hoped to make her bleed.


Blaidd & @Arduinna & @Helah vs. @Zinnia & @Aphrodite & @Reti ♔
For Dominance
Round 2 / 3
Hits:

Rolling 0d20: 12

Dodges:

Rolling 0d20: 12

Luck:

Rolling 5d2: 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1

code by scorpixia♡︎

Part vampire Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur

he is wounded, but he is not down. he has managed to secure the desert. the winter titan tears further into @Zabrina's face, hoping to leave behind long ugly wounds upon her chimerian skin. a reminder, a memory. cleaving the head from her shoulders and ripping her neck apart like pulling wires would have made a better gift for helah - but the hunter had no time to dabble in this wench, not when trouble had reached the doorstop of the desert, murking drama in his own backyard. he feels mindlessly violent now, irritable. a vehement snarl reverberates from the beast's throat, wiry chest muscles rippling with blood and crimson residue as his taloned paws sweep hungrily along the desert terrain. "all of you leave." he snarls once more in unbridled rage, tongue flashing against his menacing fangs, the hair down his spine raised and wolven, as he snarls into the thick gathering -

hungry carmine eyes scans the scene up ahead briefly, his gaze drawing over the battling forms of @Nyaxia and @Icefang ♔ with utter secret dismay, but he cannot respond to that now, not when his son @Blaidd is pressed into the fray, bristling beneath the battling forms of his sister @Arduinna and his lover @Helah. thus, harou manages to catch the almost-beginning of the fight between helah and co. versus aphrodite and co. - and harou' wrath only boils furthermore, to see his two children caught in the middle of it, regardless of who started it. here, he assumes the obvious, after overhearing their sounds of violence. the stupid skunk-hued bitch will pay for this, her arrogance only further digging beneath harou's skin, as everything murderous and ugly engulfs harou's mind.

he should have listened to his family all along, should have punished aphrodite for her treachery. roaring savagely, the booming tenor of harou's would thunder forth; issuing a challenge for the cove queen. there is no love loss here. he wants blood. he wants her. his jaws salivates now, eager to dig his teeth into tender flesh.

Harou vs. ???
Theft of @Aphrodite
0 of 3

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