Dominic moved through the grove, the evergreens towering above him, their dark needles rustling softly in the breeze. The game trails, worn smooth by countless visitors, wove through the forest like veins, guiding him deeper into its heart. He stepped lightly, conscious of the way the soil shifted beneath him — acidic, rocky, not easily disturbed, but he knew better than to leave a trace. For a moment he pauses, studying the plants intently along the treeline. A small bushel of dark green leaves with off-white, almost yellow flowers. Interesting.

He plucks a few up and tucks them away for later.

The forest was quiet, almost unnaturally so, the thick canopy of green muting the sounds of the outside world. He moved carefully, studying the landscape, noting the subtle signs of life — scratches on tree bark, faint hoofprints in the dirt, the broken stalk of a plant where something had fed. Occasionally, the dense trees would give way to small clearings, pockets of space where the sky peeked through and the ground softened with grass. These openings were few and far between, but Dominic marked each one in his mind, knowing they could serve as a place to rest or a vantage point from which to observe the world around him.

The forest was a labyrinth, ancient and enduring, but Dominic felt at ease within it, his senses attuned to the rhythm of the wild. He continued onward, the evergreens above standing sentinel, as he moved through the maze of trails, always vigilant, always aware. Nostrils flare, taking in the scents around him as he searched for some sort of prey. The moon was high overhead, but it wouldn't stop him. A low chuff calls to anyone around who might join him.


+5 +10 - Collect herbs
+5 +10 - Study the flora of a neutral territory
+5 +10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

2 years | N/A
Prey Information:

Rolling allprey 1d31: 14
African Donkey (medium level | 12 dodges)

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 7 + 4

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 6 + 15 + 13 + 2

Deep in the forest another student walks with an eye on the surroundings. But Moradin looks not at the whole picture, of the peppered canopy of light, he looks for the obvious and notable. Things that in an emergency would become familiar beacons. Through the sea of dark green needles he spots one tree that is incredibly bare down one side. The smell of pine strikes him- half of this tree is falling away and dead after a lighting strike. Like it has been cleaved by the gods themselves. A good landmark and tool to navigate with. Time to see how useful this tool could be. He would run about, and try to use it to navigate back out of this stretch of forest.

Across his ears comes a chuff and invitation to hunt. A perfect way to test this out- get himself all tired and dizzy and then see just how easy it was to find this tree again.

+10 20 - Explore a territory and find something useful in it (Unique half dead lightning struck tree for navigation point)(Dom double XP)
+10 20 - Find a notable landmark in a territory (Half dead tree struck by lightning)(Dom double XP)
+5 10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (Dom double XP)

5 years | N/A
Hunter Hits: 0/12
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 15 + 5

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 2 + 12 + 3 + 19

code by corvus | art by max

The forests around Vermeda were beginning to become familiar to the piebald woman, a feat in itself given her previous confinement. But since her swift return, the jailor had been more lenient and it had given her the opportunity to explore a little further afield. Always an enormous help when it came to doing her job as Lead Huntress. Whilst occasionally there would be prey that wandered into the Brook, it still usually required her to at least scout the area outside of her pridelands in order to be successful in what she was meant to be doing.

That day, the scent of a donkey had caught her attention from far away, wafting through the trees and tickling her nostrils. She did not appear to be the only one - shortly after the chuffing call to hunt came from another and Freja was only too happy to oblige. She did not have to lead this one, but she could certainly reap the benefits. Following the scent of the donkey, the Vermedan would no doubt find herself in the company of others before long.

+10 Follow the scent of prey
+10 Take down easy or medium prey (dice-roll)
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

(Double Exp from Dominic)

" 2 Years | No perks "
Hunting Party Total Hits: 3/12
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 19 + 3

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 8 + 18 + 17 + 10

Art by Moogle, Code by Minxy

He was not in the mood to wait.

In spite of how he rolled in the many grasses beneath his paws to conceal his scent, a hunger clawed at him like no other. But it was not for the flesh of prey. He grew restless in the quest for his throne, waiting and waiting and waiting for the right moment which was beginning to feel like it would not come. A call for a hunt was just what he needed.

Carefully placing his paws as he snuck through the underbrush, Drauhir’s eyes were locked on the donkey. He minded his step, ensuring he did not alert the creature by carelessly placing his steps.

Stealth.

Then, when he felt he drew near enough, he charged from where he concealed himself, seeking to drive the beast towards the others with tooth and claw.

2 Years | N/A
Hunting Party Total Hits: 5/12
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 9 + 13

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 20 + 6 + 4 + 17

+5 +10 Practice covering your scent (2x from Dom)
+5 +10 Practice speed or stealth (2x from Dom)
+5 +10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (2x from Dom)

ART BY SCARF, CODE BY DEE

A hunt? It had been a long time since he had hunted outside of the Brook, but to say he wasn't excited... Well, that would just be a lie. The boy approaches in a stalk; his head stays clutched low to the ground, and his pace is incredibly slowed. There was already a sizable crowd forming to take down the beast, so the boy figured this hunt would be done soon - just in time to return home.

His tail flickers as he approaches, and he signals to the rest of the crowd that he is there to hunt, not to steal. If they're successful, perhaps he could even bring some back home to feed the Brook. With so many new mouths to feed, hunting was a task more important than ever.

“ 3 | Lvl. 2 Ranger ( + 1 ) ”
Hunting Party Total Hits: 8
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 20 + 15 + 4

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 17 + 19 + 11 + 4

+ 10 - Take part in a successful hunt ( 1 / 2 )
+ 10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system ( 1 / 2 )
+ 10 - Take down easy or medium prey ( Dice-roll ) ( 1 / 2 )

It would not be the first time he would encounter this lion out on a hunt. Judging from his markings, thick fur and general color, he assumed he was a sibling or relative of sorts. There were so many of them that Daedric had not made the effort to get to know his many extended family, being away from the Hollows the majority of the time likely did not help in his socialization with them.

He would approach the group and a tireless jog, which he had maintained for a few miles of roaming. He felt slightly fatigued, but he would push himself in a hunt. He imagined his assistance was not needed here, as with the prior hunt, but he would participate anyway.

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

1 Year | No Perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 12/12

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 1d20: 19

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 1 + 14 + 13 + 16

Can you feel it? The fire that is rising?

The fuel inside that’s lighting

code: corvus || art: moogle

She’d returned to the beautiful forest that so reminded her of home. It was difficult to resist now that Carmine knew of its existence, though she wasn’t the only one who frequented the place. The scent of lions kept the little wolf on her toes, scampering from one hiding place to the next, crisscrossing the network of paths to try and ensure they didn’t end up on her trail by mistake.

And good thing too. As she heard the initial call, soft and rough, from somewhere nearby, she realized very quickly that they were amassing a hunting party. Good for them. No doubt it would have been another enjoyable event to witness.

Only she’d stopped in a very poor location—directly in the path they were leading their charge. Not good, not good! Following panic, Carmine raced ahead and swiftly angled to one side, running at a breathless, reckless speed to stay ahead of the hunt while moving out of its way.

+5 10 Practice speed or strength (1 of 2)
+5 10 Leave a trail of confusing tracks (1 of 2)
+5 10 Scout a neutral territory (1 of 2)

Can’t participate in the hunt but (according to my counting)
Hunting Party Total Hits: 12 / 12

Needs one more hit!

Probably should just go home and stay closer to Caladan but here he was. Prowling he was hot on the trail of a donkey he had smelt. Its scent was getting stronger and he wasn’t about to leave it alone. He had intended to just study and watch it until he noticed a hunting party. Oh prefect it must have been meant to be. Getting closer he got into place then when the hunt started he surged forward following the lead of others. Working towards keeping the thing from escaping. Swing at it when he got close enough. There was enough hunters hopefully it didn’t escape.

2 Years | Ranger lvl 2 (+1 hit)
Hunting Party Total Hits: 12 of 12
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 2 + 17 + 9

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 7 + 4 + 11 + 15

code by corvus & art by moogle

OOC: Hunt's over now, but I'd already gone to the trouble of writing this so I might as well I post it xD

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The forest is a truly lovely place. The sharp, crisp air unique to the winding trails beneath the evergreens is almost indescribable in its serenity. It's...refreshing. Enchanting. With the season growing steadily colder, Kinga can't help but wonder how this place might look encased in the hushed silence that came with snowfall.

Because the peace and quiet she had been enjoying certainly hadn't lasted long, had it? Donkeys were such raucous creatures once startled.

The curious magpie would flit towards the commotion, curious to watch the cycle of life unfold before her eyes, even if she wasn't looking to participate in it herself - at least, not until she spotted a familiar swirl amongst lilac spots. It seems she's been saved the trouble of tracking @Daedric down, at least.

"Anya, irányítsd lépteinket. Kérlek, engedd meg testvéremnek, hogy osztozzon nagylelkű adományaidban. Ennek az állatnak a halálát a te nevedben fogják tisztelni - erre esküszöm." Mother, guide our steps. Please allow my brother to share in your generous bounties. This animal's death shall be honored in your name - this I swear. She whispers the prayer to herself, uncertain still if the words are truly correct, but she thinks they feel right on her tongue. As if they welled up from her very soul.

With a giddy exhale, Kinga would dart out of the underbrush to make her presence known, falling naturally into place alongside Daedric as they sought to harry the rapidly weakening equine. "In need of assistance, brother dear?"

+20 Cast a curse or blessing on a character/group (x2)
+10 Meditate or pray on your own or with someone else (x2)

art & code

He's managed to both help take down the beast with the assistance of the strangers and it feels like he is a satisfactory distance from the large lightning struck tree. As the beast is laid upon the ground bleed Moradin breaks away from the hunt without taking a share for himself- he is looking out deep into the forest around them and scanning the tops of the trees. With everything so tall it was hard to pick out the dead branches of the lightning struck tree.

He leaves the group without word, diving back deeper into the forest and tracing back their scent trails while they were still fresh. He wanders back through woods and foliage until he can see in the distance the burnt branches, the stark contrast of dead on living as it seems only half of the tree has suffered. He will need to spend more time scouting the area around to be able to use this distinct feature as a navigational landmark- but it does seem like with the work it may be useful. It was hard to mix up this point with any other.

/exit

code by corvus | art by max