@Karsus VS. @Zaahir ♔ FOR MINOR MAIM
— RESULTS —

Karsus Hits: 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 4 luck = 11
Karsus Dodges: 0 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 3

Zaahir Hits: 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 3 luck = 10
Zaahir Dodges: 1 + 2 + 1 +3 = 7

Karsus Successful Hits: 4
Zaahir Successful Hits: 7

Zaahir HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR MINOR MAIM!

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 @Roamer ★

KARSUS is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Zaahir Wounded Roll: 5

Zaahir 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 7/18/24, and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

@Zahra VS. @Grimm FOR Minor Maim
— DEFAULT —

Due to Grimm not replying within the fight timers, this fight has defaulted.

Zahra HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR Minor Maim!

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 @Roamer ★

Grimm is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Zahra Wounded Roll: 4

ZAHRA 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 7/18/24, and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

@Cassandra VS. @Icefang ♔ FOR MAJOR MAIM
— RESULTS —

Cassandra Hits: 4 + 3 + 4 + 4 + 4 luck = 19
Cassandra Dodges: 1 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 8

Icefang Hits: 4 + 4 + 4 + 3 + 6 luck = 21
Icefang Dodges:3 + 0 + 1 + 3 = 7

Cassandra Successful Hits: 12
Icefang Successful Hits: 13

ICEFANG HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR MAJOR MAIM!

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 @Roamer ★

Cassandra is automatically WOUNDED for losing!

Icefang Wounded Roll: 1

ICEFANG IS NOT 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 [8/1/2024], and are logged in the wounded log. Once healed, post in Trade & Dice Updates to have your dice returned to normal.

DELPHINE

the feminine is not dead, nor is she sleeping

angry — yes

seething — yes

While Wolfbron’s queen offered reactionary words and direction for their pride as the events continued to unfold, Delphine remained, quite comfortably, in her hiding place for the time being. Bright eyes were pinned onto the pair grappling for the lagoon’s throne, not realizing that her breath had been hitched until further commotion erupted upon the sidelines and things continued to spiral into a state of disarray. It was enough of a scene to tear away her gaze momentarily, her attention now split as she honed onto a much bloodier battle that was now taking place between two unknown women.

Onlookers seemed shocked and upset when the pair clashed with one another, promising death and with the word hot and wanting upon their lips. Delphine was unaware if something particular had prompted the chaos, or if it was simply an act of ego – but she would watch them all-the-same, her attention divided curiously between the two high-stake challenges now splayed before her. A small part of the yearling assumed that maybe, one day, it would be important for her to know whose side they each fell on – for this game of political chess was large and complicated, and seemingly never ending.

delphine is attempting to remain hidden!

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She would hate him after this. But he couldn't. He couldn't let her do this. While he cared immensely for Melusina and had always wanted to protect her, it was not for her he was doing this for. It wasn't Melusina he wanted to protect. "Magdalena, please...stop this." He pleads in a rough tone, grunting as he moved to shove against him, trying to slip past. Determination drove him in this moment.

How would she feel after? If things calmed down and she'd hurt her sister beyond repair? Could that type of rift ever be mended? Dominic had no siblings he knew, he'd been alone most of his life. He'd only ever had Melusina and Magdalena. The two constants - he couldn't bear to see them fight. Nor did he ever want to see Magdalena hurt even more than she already did.

From afar he had watch Melusina for so long. Watched her be tormented - unable to do or say anything because he's not known what he could do. How could someone like him help? And he regretted it. Dominic had always prided himself on being a protector, but in the end - he'd done nothing. Physical pain wasn't the only type of pain there was.

His massive form would surge forward in an attempt to tackle her down, to try and continue to prevent her from reaching her sister. No tooth or claw would do harm, he couldn't.

Dominic vs. @Magdalena
For Major Maim
0 1 2 3 4
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 2 + 5 + 3 + 16 + 1

Dodges:

Rolling 1d20: 19

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 20 + 11 + 7 + 2 + 8

(Attempting to stay hidden)

Miaran could feel the urgency in the air, the echoes of the call for Scilla and the War that Icefang had warned her about. Her heart ached with the knowledge that her pride challenge with Pyrrha had ended in a painful injury, hindering her ability to answer the call to arms. Despite the pain, she pushed herself to journey from her territory to the neighboring pride, every step a struggle, every movement deliberate.

The call of war, the call for battles, the call for lives to be lost weighed heavy on her soul. The scent of blood in the air beckoned to her, drawing her closer to the source of the conflict. Keeping to the shadows at the outskirts of the territory border, Miaran shifted her body to blend into her surroundings, her keen eyes fixed on the unfolding chaos before her.

Having missed too many challenges, she knew she had to bide her time and simply observe for now. With her heart racing and her senses on high alert, Miaran watched with interest, knowing that she had a role to play in the impending struggle.


Using Assassin Perk
Level 3: 50% chance to remain hidden (can’t be discovered; threads not marked P)

Rolling assassinhide 1d30: 8
You are successfully hidden!

table code by daanyen

The lioness could feel his weight on her, she felt him trying to pin her, but she also felt her claws and teeth tearing into him, his own fangs grasp her left paw and she attempts to curl her claws, hoping to dig them into his muzzle and shred him to pieces.

She hissed in pain and blood drops down her arm from his teeth, her fiery gaze looks up to him, her eyes boring into his as she lunges forward, attempting to bite into his face, wherever she could land, her hind legs pressed up against him in an effort to keep some distance between them, for now Atleast. She would bring him down upon her or down underneath her when she knew the time was right.

@Astarte vs. @Matthieu
Major Maim
Round 4 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 8d20: 6 + 10 + 20 + 18 + 16 + 19 + 3 + 11

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 10 + 4 + 2 + 5

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 18 + 10 + 13 + 2

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devils roll the dice -- angels roll their eyes

She watches with rapt fascination, her gaze only leaving her brother to note @Gauthier when he arrives and gives his command. Taraji would not launch into battle, letting her eyes drift for an opponent, before doing so- but they were snagged again by her brother's battle. When a brush of movement happens beside her with a soft flop as one sat down, she turned her head to see a female who was about her size but merle in color with pointed ears sitting there. She speaks, and Taraji grins, content to engage in friendly conversation.

"I would expect nothing less from Cassius." She admits, eyes lingering on him again-- as she both rooted for him and hoped he would be humbled. The female didn't seem to carry any identifiable scent, and Taraji remained prepared in case she launched an attack. "Do you think the Queen will retain her home?" She asks curiously, not giving any clues to which side she would root for. After all, if nothing else, she could learn from this situation- learn how they moved, and how to better herself later.

@Valka

and if i'll bleed you'll be the last to know

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@Dominic arrives with an easy familiarity and he turns his gaze only briefly to the monstrous man. He's of a similar color to Mel, but the size, the markings are different. Even so, he's starting to believe they're related - he and @Rohan, both, judging by the way the four of them regard one another. At least... at first.

"Magdalena! End her!"

A furious roar across the battlefield and his eyes jerk up to land on the unknown melanistic man. His mouth slacks and he whips his head over to the pallid blonde woman. She wouldn't...? Of course not. The sisters watch one another with mirrored looks of outrage; of betrayal. And he winces. He shouldn't be involved in this - and yet he is, in some little way. Because he cares what happens to Mel. And, fuck, he cares what happens to Magdalena, now, too.

How did he end up meeting both sisters and never knowing it?

He would still take her back to the Brook, if that's what @Melusina wants - and when she commands him to do it, the boy reacts swiftly.

But then @Magdalena is lurching forward and for a heartbeat, Nikandr thinks she is going for the small lilac woman. But her enraged eyes and words register a moment later. Oh, he thinks - and then she's upon him.

Or, wait - that was someone else.

The smaller, white lioness slams into his right side he staggers sideways, his haunches hitting the ground and depositing him into a sitting position. The collision is hard enough that he knows there will be bruises later, but he can barely spare a moment for that. Instinctually, he's already swinging his left foreleg around, folding himself practically in half in that freaky way cats do, and attempts to slam his unsheathed claws into the side of her head. Simultaneously he finds his hindpaws and tries to swing his haunches to his left, bringing them standing in a T position with Noemi as the top of the T and himself as the stem.

He distantly hears @Alaric try to lay claim to his daughter and fury barrels through him that he could not protect her. But did she even need it? Did she need anyone to protect her, except herself?

@Niakndr vs. @Noemi
Minor Maim
Round 1 / 4
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 5 + 13 + 11 + 1

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 14 + 3 + 6 + 10

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 19 + 7 + 10 + 9 + 5

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He sees her coming and closes his eyes a moment before their impact. The roar that leaves his jaws inches from her face is deafening, but she's silent and intent in her own assault. Her ears flatten harder, blocking out sound, as her claws find purchase and her fangs slip over the man's face. She's not lucky enough to blind him immediately, but it just means it will be that much sweeter when she does.

An eye for an eye for an eye for an-; an endless mantra, a war chant from decades of Rike versus Sigrún. It would keep going until they were all dead, she knows. She will make sure of it.

He wrenches his face away and, having learned from her fight with Sersie, Saga is expecting the headbutt. She's already shifting her own head away but even so his skull cracks into her fangs and she swears one feels loose after the impact. A sharp intake of breath betrays the pain that shoots through her and she snarls in kind, just as he drops himself to the left. She tries to unhook her claws, to disentangle herself, but they hit the ground, first. So instead she merely attempts to dig deeper, even as his body impacts on top of her. He's smaller, thank Vellen, so he doesn't crush her - but even so she wheezes an exhale from the collision.

Her hind legs curl, unsheathed claws attempting to unleash a volley of fierce rabbit kicks against his chest, angling it down to try to drag towards his belly. Simultaneously she reaches up with her sore fangs to try to grasp a hold on the side of his head, hoping to find his flattened ears somewhere in the mess of his mane, using his closeness and the attempt to remain clutching him to keep him away from her throat.

Saga v @Hubert
2 of 4 for major maim
Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 4 + 16 + 9 + 6 + 17

Dodges:

Rolling 4d20: 4 + 3 + 10 + 20

Luck:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 9

table by ferus & art by drifter