TASKS (PALADIN): 5xp 10xp - Practice a defensive manoeuvre (1/2) (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).
5xp 10xp - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (1/2) (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).
TASKS (RANGER): 10xp 20xp - Take down hard or extra hard prey (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).

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Ilarion had been enjoying the peace of the coastline; the waves, the fresh air, the quiet surroundings. And he could have kept enjoying it, if he'd turned his eyes and nose away from the sound of disturbance nearby and carried on his casual amble further down the shore. But, as always, the scent of blood and promise of the thrill of the hunt lured him away from his wanderings. Perhaps he was still a little too relaxed, a little too complacent; perhaps he hadn't expected the prey to be so big and so distressed. But giraffes had legs for days, everyone knew that, and when one was staggering towards you at such speed it was not always easy to dodge it. The creature was panicking, desperate to escape from those who sought to bring it down; Ilarion would manage to dodge one limb; but as quickly as that went, another came jutting down toward him. He managed to snarl - instead of yelp girlishly - and bolt forward a stride length or two, only to then sidestep and come out from under the undercarriage of the great wobbling beast. The Rurik would not even have time to catch his breath and reel from the gnarly near-miss of being impaled by a sharp hoof - the big brown cat would snag his fangs and claws into the offending limb.

[ 9 YEARS | N/A ]
Hunting Party Total Hits: 18/20
Hunter Hit Roll:

Rolling 2d20: 6 + 10

Hunter Luck Roll:

Rolling 5d20: 1 + 9 + 8 + 15 + 6

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Rose enjoyed the tide pools. They were always full if interesting things and relatively close to home. As she strolled leisurely down the coastline the sounds and scents of many others caught her attention. The mauve lioness lengthened her strides and hurried towards the commotion, pausing momentarily as yellow eyes caught sight of a horde of other lions gathered around a full grown giraffe. She could see at least two others already engaging with the beast. Well, she hadn’t been expecting things to be quite that interesting. As she watched a lion nearly be ended by the long lanky limbs of their prey she winced for a moment before rushing forward. The bard wasn’t known for her bravery, but she’d been hunting often enough with the pride to at least attempt to help. As Ilarion grabbed onto one leg she attempted to grab the opposite, her intention to get it under control so that it couldn’t continue to kick at him while he bit down on his own target. Maybe if they worked together they could trip the beast and get its vulnerable neck close enough to ground level for someone to get ahold of. 2y | no perks Hunting party hits 18/20 Hunter hit roll: Rolling 2d20: 13 + 9 Hunter luck roll: Rolling 6d20: 9 + 8 + 2 + 13 + 19 + 3

code by Shazaki`

The tide pools were an interesting landmark as Rhett poked his head towards one, peering in at it as he silently searched it for anything to be considered edible. He’d been trying to track the different herds and prey types throughout these new lands. As he peered down an ear twitched as he picked up the sound of something going on down the shoreline. The slightly iron scent of blood already lingered in the air as he cautiously and quickly made his way towards it.

Eyes widened in confusion as the sight of the giraffe surrounded by other lions caught his attention. Many looked poised to strike as a few dangled off various limbs. Moving forward he quickly decided to join in the hunt, leaping off the ground and towards the beasts side, hoping to topple it over so that the finishing blow could be struck.

5y | no perks
Hunting party total hits 20/20

Hunter hit dice

Rolling 2d20: 16 + 1

Hunter luck dice

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 10 + 6 + 9 + 15

Ranger
+20 take down hard or extra hard prey (doubled) 1/2
+10 take part in a hunt using the rolled dice system (doubled)

code by corvus

Carmine couldn’t say she’d ever seen a place quite like this one. Her experience with the ocean was minimal, simply based around her quick crossing into Amaryllis, and she hadn’t spent any extra time along the coast since her arrival. But she gave it a closer look today, paying particular attention to the serene group of tidepools that housed all sorts of interesting sea creatures within their shallow waters.

Until the lions showed up again. They were such an opportunistic bunch, seizing every chance they could to catch unsuspecting prey, and as every time before the little wolf became intrigued watching them work. She drifted nearer for a closer look, was there to witness their success, and silently cheered on their good fortune.

Again, that strange sense of wanting to belong, of wanting to participate, stole through her, but she wasn’t about to volunteer herself for the next hunt. There was no way she could stand toe to toe with these creatures. But maybe they could stand to part with a small piece of their prize..?

She thought quickly, assessing her options, the number of individuals she would have to get around. They were finished now, so they would start drifting off quickly enough. She only needed a… Yes! A flock of seagulls nearby would pose the perfect distraction. Carmine sank low against the sandy ground and crept up on the birds, getting as close as she could before they called out in alarm and took to the skies. She chased after them, nipping at the air, sending the flock toward the dispersing hunt to offer herself a strange bit of cover so she could sneak in close and steal a bite of fresh giraffe.

+5 10 Steal from a pride or lion without getting caught (1 of 2)
+5 10 Get into some mischief (1 of 2)
+5 10 Scout a neutral territory (1 of 2)

Lorant followed along to ensure the ragtag group could not leave his sight. He edged along the cliffside to stalk after them while maintaining shadowed cover, eyes easily picking out that elongated neck peeking up over the oceanic horizon like a beacon. It bleated and bled as they led their onslaught, though ultimately, all that was to be heard was the massive thump of its body hitting the stone tidepools. Lorant crouched in the sand and watched as they began tearing pieces from their prize, content to wait for the creatures to disperse before sneaking in to take his own share.

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-exit-
+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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It didn’t take long for them to bring the creature down once they all started working together. She darted out from under it as the tall beast finally came crashing to the seashore. She didn’t see who landed the final blow but she did linger a few moments after it came down, catching her breath and making sure the giraffe was finished with its last breath before she moved in to take her portion. Usually she’d be rather generous and take only what she could eat immediately. There were many new mouths to feed back at the cove however, and the cold months were coming fast. Plus there was plenty for all of those gathered around the kill. Working quickly she began working on pulling a large chunk off of the giraffe’s shoulder area, working off as much of the pelt form his area as she could manage as well. The pelt would be handy to keep her den warm soon. After a short time she had a chunk of meat and pelt dangling from her jaws. It seemed she was just in time too as a flock of seagulls suddenly decided to come in an disrupt the peace. Making haste she headed back to the cove with her prize safely between her jaws and dangling on the sand by her paws as she walked. -exit Rose with some food and a chunk of the pelt.-

code by Shazaki`

Their prey was down and out very quickly once the lion joined in on the attack. He almost felt guilty for inviting himself in so late in the game so Ti say, but a clean kill was a clean kill - and all the better for the life that had to be sacrificed so that the lions could sustain themselves through the coming winter.

He began to move in to take a portion of the kill when suddenly a flock of seagulls were upon them. He looked up at the noisy birds with a frown, wondering what had gotten into them (and hoping they didn’t add any unwelcome flavorings to their food as they flew over it.) He’d stare at the more a few moments before grabbing what he could eat directly off the carcass while others busied themselves with taking portions away. He should be storing food for the winter somewhere other than his growing gut, but he’d try to settle on a safe place to actually store it.

Once his fill had disappeared down his throat he would move away provided no one stopped him. A full stomach deserved a good nap somewhere.

-exit-

Ranger
+20 take down hard or extra hard prey (doubled) 2/2
+10 take part in a hunt using the rolled dice system (doubled)

code by corvus & art by Shazaki

Although the hunting party would begin with only two other souls beside her own gathered in anticipation of the hunt - it certainly did not remain this way long. It was almost with a touch of awe the huntress watched stranger after stranger arrive and prepare.

If only most hunts at home were greeted with such enthusiastic participation!

Then again, many of the scents that hit her nose were ones without a pride marker. Rogues. So perhaps lone lions had to dive head first into any group hunts? Feeding ones self as a lone hunter would be hard at times she had no doubt.

Once enough bodies had gathered the hunt began properly - the prey ran, the hunters followed. Blows landed, blood spilled - invisible against the black sand but filling the air with a metallic tang.

There were so many chasing, and the creature had to fight to run on sand with hooves that sank in a bit more as it tiered. Lashing out wildly as the end neared she felt impact along her shoulders and rib...it felt grazing, light. But the bruising would still be a b*tch. She needed to be more careful.

Taking a fair portion Mirai would move off to one side and noticed ... another set of tracks. Ahhhhh. Had this one been part of a pair? Eating could wait at least a few more minutes. Silently the lioness moved to track this new pair of prints, moving farther along the sand and following the trail as it banked off further inland.

She followed the trail until hunger promted her to sit and eat. Mirai would follow it further after her meal.

--- Exit via following tracks then eating ---

(double Exp)
Ranger -
+20 Take down hard or extra hard prey
+10 Study and track footprints 2/2
+10 Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system

code by corvus

TASKS (PALADIN): 5xp 10xp - Practice a defensive manoeuvre (2/2) (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).
5xp 10xp - Participate in a hunt using the rolled hunt system (2/2) (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).
TASKS (RANGER): 10xp 20xp - Take down hard or extra hard prey (DOUBLE XP FROM DOMINIC).

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He's lucky that, for a big old bastard, his defensive manoeuvre seemed to get him out of harm's way just in time. Ilarion was grateful to be near enough to the creature's legs to note the tremendous trembling and hear the telltale dying brays of an animal about to pass. Without hesitation, he scrambled out from under the creature as it toppled, like a great redwood. Ugh. Fatigued wasn't the word. So tired was he, that he felt even less sociable than usual - and he was hardly the flourishing party host to begin with. With no tolerance for small talk and still a little shaken from his harrowing near-miss, Ilarion would tear some of the meaty mid-section off of the carcass and leave the party to dissect the rest. He'd gotten what he came for and felt awfully lucky to leave with every inch of him still intact. No need to stick around.

EXIT

The victory had not come easily. Her oversized fangs met their mark and sunk deep into the giraffe, but that only meant she was forced to use all her strength to hold on until either the prey or the hunters surrounding it wore out. It was a much better work out for both her jaws and her muscles that any mere wrestling match with her equally sized sister could hope to be. When the beast finally fell, she broke away, lungs gasping for breath as the blood dripped and disappeared into the wet, black sands. Paying little mind to the others unless she was for some reason acknoledged, unlikely, Dresden would choose her meager piece of the prize before departing toward the ocean caves, to give her blessing to Vellen before enjoying her meal. exit dresden.

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

coding by flea