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akuma_kessaku rolled 1 100-sided dice:
80
Total: 80 (1-100)
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 Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 6:06 pm
Character || [Mash'al Tahan]
Stage || [Beast Charmer]
Battling || [Telmna]
Battle Stat || [Attk: 20 || Def: 14 || Magic: 11 || Spd: 19]
Defense || [Difficulty || 10 Defense || 11 Intelligence || 14]
Roll Needed || [6-10: 70-100]
Rolled || [80]
Outcome || [win/lose]
Experience earned || [15 exp]
Stripped of his only source of warmth, his weapon, and his pride, Mash’al trudged on through the chilled mountain air him hopes of regaining what shred of dignity he could scrape up. He had to find those hellish critters and get his stuff back! Turning to his training from the war, Mash’al searched out the tracks of the critters that got the drop on him. Tracing the imprints in the soil he picked up and followed the trail of one of the Telmna. Struggling with the silk cord that sealed his ceremonial sword, Mash'al prepared the ornamental blade for battle as he narrowed in on the devious little creature.
Reaching a clearing in the forest brush, Mash'al came upon one of the furry beasts dangling his whip from a branch, while several of its other companions swung from the left out length of the weapon. As the rage built from deep within his belly, he stomped into the clearing, "That is a Genuine Hand Crafted Leather Taming Whip from the Oban Militia!" The rage burst forth in an escalating roar leaving his voice to crack at the end. Crossing the yard, he shooed the playful little scamps off his whip and yanked hard until the handle dislodged from the branch it was wedged into. With his unsheath sword in hand, Mash'al turned his aggression upward, stabbing viciously at the mischevious Telmna, "I have a little game for your to play~ Let's see how long you can evade my blade, You little b*****d!"
[258/250]
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akuma_kessaku rolled 2 100-sided dice:
48, 19
Total: 67 (2-200)
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2017 6:10 pm
Taming || [Telmna]
Attack Stat || [23]
Speed Stat || [23]
Intelligence || [14]
Roll 1 Needed || [6-10: 70-100]
Roll 2 Needed || [6-10: 70-100]
Rolled || [ 48 & 19]
Outcome || [Not success]
Mash'al's vision glazed with murderous rage as he thrust his sword up into the canopy, "Come on~ I'm just trying to play with you!" He spat while bursting into a fit of manic laughter... It was clear the shenanigans these little Telmnas were inflicting on him is taking its toll~
Trading his sword to his non-dominant hand Mash'al grasped firmly to the whip handle, letting the slack fall to the ground beside where he stood. Using his very sharp ceremonial sword Mash'al coaxed the creature close enough to the outside of the tree branches that with a swift crack of the whip he wrapped the slack around the critters leg and yanked it out into the clearing, "There you are~" he crooned while sheathing his sword and crossing the clearing to the pathetic cowering creature at his feet, "The way I see it... You have two options-" He purred while squatting down to get a better look at the trembling Telmna. "One, you can surrender or~" he paused and looked around the clearing, "You can be made an example of; Fight and die."
He loosened the whip enough to pull the weapon from the vermin's leg without doing too much damage. To Mash'al's surprise, the creature lingered, looking up at him with watery eyes. He couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for it, but just as he thought the Telmna may have submitted it drug itself into the brush.
[250/200]
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