=>[EVENT] Bloodfest 2018 Weekend Events

[Doutei]

ROUND FOUR - BEARINGS

"Just pick one." Tevini groaned at her indecision. She decided to just commit to a choice and random and start again. She was wasting time.

(result = single minded)

Distance: 70  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 47
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

Others had gotten further. Onwards, onwards, Psykgi had to try more movement, more steps forward... into the lonely whiteness.  

[Doutei]

ROUND SIX - DEPTH

"Haa... haa..." Gog she was already this tired? Embarrassed, Tevini forced her body to continue on but she knew she wouldn't last long. She had to use what little momentum she had left before she ran out.

Distance: 70
Depth: 4  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

ROUND SIX - DEPTH
FLUSTERED = 1d6 + 2
DISORIENTED = 2d6, first roll = distance ; second roll = depth
Distance: 58
Depth: 13

"Let it go, let it go! Turn away and slam the door..." Okay yeah, this totally felt like Tevini. He still remembered her running out on him. Cerpin had thought they'd moved past that but maybe there was still some frustration in his pump biscuit. Why didn't she just accept how he felt? Why was she so insistent he deal with Sascha first? He stabbed at the snow in a bad mood.  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 48
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

And it was lonely, and getting lonelier. She could hear other trolls, could even catch glimpses of them, but it was her -- her and the snow and herself.  

[Doutei]

ROUND SIX - DEPTH

"Ngh!" It worked! Scaling the mountain was difficult but not impossible. Tevini flushed from the cold but grit her teeth and kept on going.

Distance: 70
Depth: 16  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 60
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

Ah, herself. And her thoughts. The advice wall... the things she said to others... No, not now -- Psykgi focused on the snow and moving as far as she could.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

ROUND SIX - DEPTH
FLUSTERED = 1d6 + 2
DISORIENTED = 2d6, first roll = distance ; second roll = depth
Distance: 59
Depth: 16

"I don't care what you're going to say!" Cerpin huffed angrily at the cold air as if she were actually there. He could imagine what she'd be saying if she saw him right now. Scolding him for doing this instead of working or at least- not working on his ******** personal problems and bad attitude. Ugh.  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 60
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

Psykgi had slowed down and finally managed to stop. She started digging in, making sure she had air.  

[Doutei]

ROUND SIX - DEPTH

"Ow!" She slipped and caught herself. It kind of hurt, however. She didn't have much time left, it seemed. Tevini hoped it wouldn't bruise or Cerpin would get mad at her again.

Distance: 70
Depth: 17  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 60
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

Deeper, deeper -- she had to widen the space and make sure she couldn't be collapsed on. At least she thought so. She knew very little about snow a avalanche safety, but she also knew that she would try.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

ROUND SIX - DEPTH
FLUSTERED = 1d6 + 2
DISORIENTED = 2d6, first roll = distance ; second roll = depth
Distance: 62
Depth: 21

"Let the storm rage on-" Actually he kind of hoped it wouldn't but such were the lyrics. Cerpin shivered and wished he had someone to cuddle up against. ********, was it cold down here.  

[tenaciousgadabout]

Buffel Shoots An Avalanche!
Round: 1

Buffel put the giddy-up in his step to build momentum!! Or tried to anyway, but this ountain was daunting.  

[Doutei]

ROUND SIX - DEPTH

"Dammit." Tevini winced. Yeah that hurt more than she'd hoped it would. It would be nice if she'd remembered to bring a first aid kit with her. Pushing on, she hoped to make it to a nice group of rocks up ahead for her final shelter.

Distance: 70
Depth: 18  

[DraconicFeline]

Quote:

Troll: Psykgi Mentha
Momentum: 3/4 rolls, Rolled a 4!
Composure: Determined
Distance: 60
Fortify:
Bearings:
Depth:
Score:

It was difficult and... silent. Too silent. Did she hear singing? No, it could not be, just her own pumping blood in her spongeclots.