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Dominic moved steadily across the amber dunes, the scorching desert sun bearing down on him with relentless heat. The vast expanse of sand stretched endlessly, the golden waves broken only by sparse patches of hardy vegetation that struggled to survive in this unforgiving land, he couldn't help but admire each detail in his study. Despite the dangers of this place, there was still something unmistakably beautiful about it. The air was dry, each breath a reminder of the desert's harshness, but Dominic pressed on, his focus unwavering. He knew the dangers of lingering here too long—dehydration and disorientation were constant threats—but the hunt called to him, driving him forward.

He paused briefly, lowering himself to the ground to mask his scent. Rolling in the dry sand, he rubbed against the sparse vegetation, letting the arid earth cling to his fur. It was a simple yet effective technique, one that would help him blend into the environment and avoid detection. His keen eyes scanned the horizon, studying the way the dunes shifted with the wind, how the sun cast long shadows that distorted the landscape. A deep, resonant call left his throat, carried by the desert breeze as he summoned others to join him in the hunt.

As he waits, Dominic notices a vibrant pink flower on a nearby brush. Inching over to it, nostrils flare as he takes in the familiar smell. Gambier, he knew this was good for dressing wounds. It might come in handy. Teeth wrap around it gently before he plucks it up and slips it into his pouch.


+5 +10 - Collect herbs
+5 +10 - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

2 years | N/A
Prey Information:

Rolling hardprey 1d8: 8
Elephant (extra hard level | 30 dodges)

Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 18 + 4

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 14 + 1 + 2 + 8 + 10

Never having been one to pass up on opportunites, he spies the elephant and just as he spies the other lion, they are calling. Chaeton gives a chuff back to the other lion as he begins pacing forward, bringing his speed up gradually until he is falling into line with the loping elephant. A mighty beast that would sure need more so he allowed himself some long moments to make as much noise as possible. The elephant, of course, was doing its best to do so to but it was attempting to target the "wrong" audience. Chaeton rushed forward, seizing a surprising opportunity to try and weave a hit or two in before falling back before opportunity closed its doors.

six years | no trade perk
Hunting Party Total Hits: 1/ 30
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 6 + 20

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 19 + 14 + 7 + 3 + 4

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Again she was summoned and excited was she to benefit off of the gathering. Pulling up to spy two men — two! — that were chasing the likes of an elephant. With glee did she pace herself going forward and letting her body ramp up into a decent spread alongside the prey. Keeping enough distance to play it safe while allowing her self to play this strategically. Keeping up with the rest of them was hardly a challenge given that she had done many, many hunts with those from her birth pride but at least this one's played like a team.

During her earliest hunts she remembered how everyone would either keep their distance from her or they would hover over her for the chance that the King's daughter was hurt. Here she didn't have someone fawning over her and bringing forth their concerns and more importantly, no one was side-lining her as she moved in to try and get a solid hit to help.

three years | no trade perk
Hunting Party Total Hits: 3 / 30
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 12 + 18

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 17 + 10 + 9 + 6 + 5

^{REFERENCE BY DRIFTY}

+5 Practice covering your scent
+5 Practice speed or stealth
+5 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

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George surveyed the environs of the Oasis, dallying away from the borders to expand his knowledge of the feats intruders might have to undertake to intrude in the first place. Much of this place was only sand, which made the few pockets of vegetation all the more of a draw. Know what grew there and know what spies would likely smell like. Aloe and dying cactus flowers - still mingled with spines, he found to his displeasure as he threw himself far too hard into a pile of them. He winced and rolled off his shoulder. He carefully removed the spines with only his teeth so as not to replace the sandy, floral scent with that of his own breath.

An ear perked to a call for a hunt. Interesting. Most of the game out here was too small for more than a singleton adventurer. He let the silence take him and noticed a rumbling, discrete and discordant, just shivering those little hairs between his toes. Elephant... or rhino, but more likely an elephant headed to die. Whether or not it died before it got the boneyard... who knew? He poked his head from the sheltered hollow that got the cactus flowers growing in the first place and noticed the hunt was a ways off and still growing. He would remain here for now, hunching in the shadow of a patriarchal cactus as though an even darker patch in the nebulous shadows around.

5yo | no trade perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 5
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 3 + 10

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 20 + 9 + 7 + 17

The desert was not her favorite place. But this season made the usual strong sunshine and heat far more bearable, the cool wind tempering the sands usual brutal punishment.

Still this was not an exploration the small lioness was taking lightly. She moved carefully across the sand, making sure to take note of what few landmarks could be spotted so as to not become lost.

The dry air vibrated with a call. A summons. An invitation. A hunt. Ears pricked as she fell into a long, smooth stride, trying to follow the call to the source. Chimra thought it might be hard to locate the caller and presumed prey.

But it was not. Because the massive grey figure of the prey...and the few already set to the hunt - stood out upon the sands. Gods. She always prayed before a hunt. But when she whispered her prayer this time, there was a deeper fervency than usual.

There was no more dangerous a target. Truely, let the divine protect her. Protect all of this time. There was some trepidation in her veins as the small huntress launched herself into the starting fray. Yes, she was wisely nervous - but she would hunt none the less.

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(double Exp)
Cleric -
+10 Meditate or pray on your own or with someone else

Ranger -
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
+20 Take down hard or extra hard prey
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2yrs | No perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 7/30
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 7 + 14

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 12 + 1 + 11 + 6 + 15

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The dunes.

The ground was soft, shifting. But the heat was not to dissimilar to what she was used to back home. Perhaps this place was not the most pleasant to wander across. But it was useful enough to practice tracking and for exercise as moving in sand built up muscles that other land types did not challenge as much.

The sky was slightly overcast, and this paired with a faint breeze made things more comfortable that it would be otherwise.

Studying the ground the young huntress noticed what she thought might be the tracks of a bushpig - and followed it. For some time she practiced following the smallish hoofprints in the grains, until of course, the massive slightly dragging tracks brought her steps to a surprised halt.

There was only one creature that Mirai knew of that could make marks that big and that deep. One had, wandered into the dessert? Was it ill? Lost? Had it come to die?
Her ears flicked as the call to a hunt reached them.

Ahhh. For the Elephant no doubt.

She shifted gears, moving to respond. Even if she were to arrive later than others, such a large target would require all jaws possible. Keen eyes noted a pawful of others in attendance and dropped into a careful crouch, a slow approach. Getting into position and waiting for the one who called to lauch them into an active attack.
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(double Exp)
Ranger -
+20 Take down hard or extra hard prey
+10 Study and track footprints
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system
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2yrs | No perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 8/30
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 19 + 17

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 11 + 7 + 9 + 3

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Dominic's voice catches her attention- a summons for a hunt. Curiosity pulls her along the dunes until she spots first the huge grey beast moving with strange grace through the sand. Oh that's quite the target. She comes up near Dom and glances to the side to him. "Go big or go home huh?" She says she just her chin towards the elephant. She wanted some bones, some trinkets to add to her collection. And it looks like they'll need help taking this down.

She steps away from Dom and began to run to the elephant's side. Her steps take her towards it's hips and she launches forwards to try and land upon it's flesh.

2 years | Ranger +1 Hunting Hit
Prey Hits: 10/30 29
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 3d20: 2 + 5 + 13

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 11 + 6 + 15 + 2 + 9

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i'll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor
your morgue and final resting—


exploration came as easy as breath to raizo. in his wanderlust, he'd venture out into the vast territories of amaryllis, studying the surroundings and marking out his path. picking up speed, raizo would race a full lap around the territory, before finally coming to pause beside a massive boulder, biding his time in regaining his breath.

taking his time further to sharpen his talons, the dark basilisk would drag his nails over the harsh, granite surface, disturbing the sand beneath his feet, as he takes the moment to sharpen his claws. every curve of a gleaming claw would drum hungrily over the boulder, sharpened over and over until they glistened in their obsidian smoothness. satisfied with their sharpness, raizo would then move away, just enough to see a familiar view from up ahead. another hunting party was forming, another delicious way to exert the muscles.

as easy as sin, the golden beast would once again join them in their hunt, his massive paws devouring the earth below, the flex of his talons stretched outward as he aims to cleave into the elephant's side. his jaws salivate readily, fangs gleaming over ink-stained lips as he snaps for the grey flesh.

3 years | none

Hunting Party Total Hits: 11/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 14 + 1

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 15 + 1 + 2 + 11 + 19

exp log
+10 Exercise to gain strength (excluding spars)
+10 Maintain your weapons (sharpen claws or care for teeth)
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

Dresden was grateful for the silkier version of her long fur compared to that of those who had come before. The desert would not have agreed with her otherwise. Her ranging had grown further in the days since her ceremony, just as she had grown larger, surpassing either of her parents alongside her sister. Some of the faces she came upon today were familiar enough in look, but she did not have the connections of her father's family to recognize any more than that. Her focus instead lay on the prize offered today. And elephant, perhaps beyond her scope as prey, but she was willing to try all the same. From her perch on her rock she would scrape both claws and teeth quickly, sharpening her weapons before powerful muscle flexed and she lunged into the fray against the massive beast. Better than any wrestling match between herself and her sister as far as a challenge went.

yearling, no trade perks
Hunting Party Total Hits: 13/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 1d20: 8

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 2 + 3 + 20 + 9

double xp from dominic
+10 Exercise to gain strength (excluding spars)
+10 Maintain your weapons (sharpen claws or care for teeth)
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

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The scorching sun blazed over the desert dunes as Lorant moved silently, his spotted coat blending with the golden sands. From his vantage point of a distant mound, he watched a strange collection of lions stalking a lone elephant that had strayed too far from its herd. The lions fanned out, their powerful bodies cutting through the sand as they closed in on their massive prey. The leopard followed at a distance, his keen eyes locked on the unfolding hunt. He knew if the lions succeeded, there would be more than enough for him. Patiently, he waited, ready to seize the day the moment their backs were turned. Patience.

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|| november y12 | ten years | FR creature | at scarab dunes | HIDING ||
+20 - Remain undetected in a large thread (double xp via Dominic)
+10 - Infiltrate a group thread without getting caught (double xp via Dominic)
+10 - Follow someone through a territory (double xp via Dominic)

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