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 Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 3:13 pm
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It was a lovely, crisp evening, one that held the promise of a brisk wind in one's face if they took to the skies. Yulaniath had her head tilted back as she stood at the entrance of the large weyr she called home, a very slight breeze tickling her nose. Dinner had come and gone and the sun was just starting to set, the sky a brilliant blue still with the clouds slowly turning yellow. Soon it would be awash with color like the eyes of an Impressing dragon, pinks and purples and blues and golds and oranges. It just needed a bit of green...
"Well, go on then," Shar said from where she stood, fixing up her cot. Hollow had decided to try to make a little bed out of her blanket and had mussed it all up. The little green firelizard sat on Shar's shoulders as the rider fixed the mess, her shoulders tense with the building desire she could feel Yulaniath holding back. Just as when she'd first risen, Shar had noticed Yulan just a bit...off the past few days. She'd put it on the healing process at first, but after a day or two it became clear Yulan would take to the skies.
"No use dragging it out." Yulan gave a little huff and glanced behind her as Shar stood, turning to face the green. The two males in the room were quiet, though Shar could feel both sets of eyes on them, clearly watching. Yulan spread her wings and gave them a little flap before turning back towards the entrance of the weyr, crouching in preparation to pounce.
"But take it easy. You're still healing-"
But Yulan was airborne before Shar could finish, an amused thought twining through her rider's mind in reply. Yes, of course she'd be careful. It wouldn't do to re-injure herself just when they'd been cleared to return to fighting Thread. Taking her time, Yulan circled the Bowl a few times as she rose, calling out with a trumpet as she reached a decent height.
There's a lovely sunset tonight. Is there any that would join me to admire it from above? She had little doubt any dragon that did rise would give it a second glance until the flight was through, but perhaps they could find a nice place high up once all was said and done to watch the sky darken.
Only HR dragons are allowed to participate!
This flight will consist of 3 rounds, each lasting up to 48 hours. Once Yulan begins to rise no newcomers will be accepted. If everyone who is participating rolls and edits their post with an RP response before the 48 hours have gone by, we'll start the next round.
About Yulaniath - Yulan is a hard working girl who takes her role as a green very seriously. She knows she'll never be a high-ranking dragon here and she's all right with that and is ready to be the best green the Weyr has ever seen. She's strong, she's determined, and she is respectful. During this flight she'll be a bit more hot-blooded than normal and her favor for high-ranking dragons will show, but beyond that she'll welcome any color to chase.
About Shar - Equally serious in her role as a greenrider as her dragon, Shar is a no-nonsense gal who values hard work, honesty, and strength of character. She'll be unavailable, riders will have to look elsewhere for fun.
The Flight
Base Stats
All dragons: 40
Magic Clutch: +1
Dragons holding a rank higher than Wingrider: +3
Fit/motivated: +3
Lazy/undisciplined: -3
Yulaniath's Stats
Strength: 6
Speed: 9
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 12
Wits: 7
Total: 44
How to Win
1. Roll the exact same final score as Yulan - insta-win!
2. If 1 is not achieved, Yulan will pick from the top 3 high scoring dragons.
3. If one dragon stands out via roleplay that doesn't end in the top 3, Yulan may select him/her as a dark horse winner.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 4:25 pm
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 High up on the fireheights, Kurath had been determined to soak in every ray of sunshine and drop of warmth that he could -- for the fall was settling in, and snow would be upon them before they knew it. Having finally been cleared to fly again, as well as rejoin their wing, the bronze took small delights in finding high up spots to curl upon and rest. But tonight, as the sunset began to set in and the colors began to run and chase after the setting sun, Kurath found his gaze drifting down to the bowl below him.
It was easy to see Yulaniath’s form cutting through the air, and he’s mesmerized by the sight as she rose higher -- until her call came forth, and the calmer colors in his eyes were quickly overtaken by the shimmer of violet. He’s quick to his feet, the wide sails of his wings snapping out and fanning once, twice as he tested them. The sunset is alluring, Yulaniath, but it cannot compare to you. He practically crowed, bugling into the evening air as he launched from his perch to join her in the sky.
Down in his weyr, A’gyn had considered his evening; to write a letter home? Perhaps a nice cup of tea? He’d considered, if briefly, to find someone for a nice chat for the evening. But the surge of flight lust from Kurath all but washes his plans away; perhaps he’d try to find some company for the evening, even if it might be just a bit more than a chat.
Collecting himself with a sigh, and a playfully mournful glance back at his weyr (to his audience of.. no one), A’gyn slipped out of the room with a gentle hum.
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Bronze Kurath
A gentleman at his core, he’s a dragon who fits his color quite nicely; protective, charming, sweet -- with the penchant to know exactly when and where to use teeth and claws. For all he desires out of life, he’s quite abysmal at attaining such things or believing he deserves them.
A’gyn
For an anxious man, he loves the limelight of a room. There’s no problems with brushing elbows with anyone who comes in his path, and he’s quite a social butterfly. Witty and quick on his feet, with an even quicker mouth that tends to get ahead of him, he does his best to make the lives of those around him just a bit better -- one stupid joke at a time.
Is open for a smooch buddy!
Base Stats
All dragons: 40
Fit/motivated: +3
Total: 43
Kurath's Stats
Strength: 10
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 5
Stamina: 12
Wits: 9 |
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 5:23 pm
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She rose again and Litanuth was already turning into a hissing, red-eyed coil on his ledge about it. Certainly, the blue had been the victor previously, his want and desire dripping from him palpably even as H'aal half-ignored the dragon. Certainly, H'aal would find his own fun elsewhere as there was no doubt the blue would be lunging from his ledge, but he didn't need to urge or taunt his dragon.
And that low, rumbling hiss would continue until said dragon dropped from his ledge like a reptile into the water to follow after something alluring on the other bank - and Yulaniath was very much that. Certainly, the green had chased and the blue himself had chased others, but he'd come back to her every time she rose never the less. Want. Want. Wantwantwantwant. It was likely a familiar song.
I have never had beautiful words to woo you and I will not find them now, want want want, But I should think you won't hold that against me when there is more to want about you than to hang you in the sky to admire for mere loveliness. He flicked his tail once, barely taking in Kurath to note where the bronze was - Litanuth would pay little attention to the other suitors. His eyes were only on a green fine enough to draw blood for, if she so asked.
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BLUE LITANUTH: Intelligent, but dark minded. Prone to enormous bouts of envy once he's decided he wants something and doesn't get it. Can be hard to read at times.
H'AAL: Sharp minded, but has a tendency to be spiteful. Used to be a Sailor and definitely acts it. Only came to the Weyr when Threadfall took out his ship. Will *definitely* do sum smoochin'.
STATS:
Base: 40
Fit: 3
Strength: 9
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 7
Stamina: 7
Wits: 13 |
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2020 8:56 pm
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His wounds were mostly healed. Though his wings sometimes ached after a practice flight, he could stay up for the length of sweeps and landing safely didn't seem like such a challenge. Bhavarath was as pleased with himself as L'zant was proud of how well he'd followed directions while recuperating.
And now, oh now -- Do you hear him, MIne? Yulaniath calls us to fly, to chase her. Oh, she shines...
"Go," L'zant answered aloud. "You don't neeed my permission."
The blue snorted as he strolled to the ledge of the weyr, stretching his wings to warm them for flight. I wasn't asking, he promised, amused. I was telling you where I will be. So saying, he launched toward th weyr bowl, answeing Yulaniath as he flew. The sunset is delightful, beautiful Yulaniath, but it pales in comparison to you and your breath-taking glow. May I fly with you?
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Bhavranth: A poet, a romantic, and truly committed to the lady who has his attention at the moment. He is a fan of fattering with fancy words and odes. He is a devoted suitor while the opportunity presents itself.
L'zant: Much less interested in flowery language and romance than his dragon. A record-keeper and fan of books, charts and maps. A snappy dresser, a sharp wit, an eccentric neat freak. He is willing to smooch.
Base Stats:
All dragons: +40
Fit/motivated: +3
Total: 43
Bhavaranth's Stats
Strength: 6
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 6
Wits: 13 |
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SilverLutz generated a random number between
1 and 15 ...
14!
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2020 6:00 pm
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Yulan wasn't expecting too much - another green had risen a few days prior and it had been her maiden flight at that - but to her delight a few sets of wings joined her in the sky. The first to arrive was Kurath, a steady bronze who Yulan didn't know personally but had seen him around the Weyr enough to know he was of good character. Not like a few other bronzes she could name...but none of those were in the skies this evening. His words were kind and had she the ability she would have blushed, though her eyes did whirl a bright blue amid the steady lavender and purple.
You honor me with your presence, Kurath. I hope it will be a flight worth your time.
Next to join her was a familiar face and she couldn't help but send a warm thought Litanuth's way. The focused blue had joined her during her maiden flight and had been the victor, and since then they'd crossed paths a few times. He was intense in a way Yulan wasn't, though she did admire his drive to attain his goals. She might even go so far as to call Lit doting in the time between her flights, but in a way that didn't quite rub her the right way. Still, she didn't turn away his presence.
You show appreciation in other ways, Litanuth. Actions can speak louder than words. Indeed, she'd remember all the fish and other little treats he'd brought her over the past Turn. It wouldn't be the first time a dragon had been caught by the same suitor.
Another blue joined them and Yulaniath gave her attention to him as was due. Bhavranth was quite the opposite from Lit, more poetic and romantic than the assertive returning champion. His words once again would have drawn a flush to Yulan's face if able, but perhaps she did glow a bit brighter under his attention. She turned a neat circle amid the boys, giving Bhavranth a light laugh of delight.
Of course, Bhavranth! It's a delight to see you ready to chase. A bit of fun should help shake the ache of those healing wounds.
Yulan was almost ready to begin, but one more suitor took to the air. She was smaller than the rest - even smaller than Yulan - but the green greeted her just as jovially as she had the blues and bronze. She didn't know Cartujanth well but she was a stunning green in her own right and Yulaniath wouldn't turn her nose up to her due to her color. Greens were the backbone, the heartblood of the Weyr and although they were considered Threadfodder by some, Yulan and Cartujanth both knew that they had so much more potential than that.
Sing with me, Cartujanth! Shall we show these fine boys how well greens can fly? With that, she turned sharply and called to those that were waiting for her signal.
Come, then! Follow me, the sky needs a bit more color! And she was off like a shot, her tiny frame rocketing straight up before leveling off. She headed for the mountains, wings beating hard to drive her away from the Weyr.
Round 1 has begun!
No more suitors are allowed to enter! For this round, roll strength and speed. If you roll higher than Yulan you haven't overshot her, you're keeping pace! If you roll less than her, you're lagging a bit behind. If everyone rolls/fills in their RP post before 48 hours, I'll begin the second round. If you fail to post you lose out on this round but can continue. If you roll but fail to fill in your RP post, your total will be halved.
Round 1: 14
Round 2:
Round 3:
Total: 14
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Prism Shine generated a random number between
1 and 17 ...
16!
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2020 6:08 pm
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Her cordial words had him humming gently. Sharing this sky with you and the chance to watch the night roll in with you is well worth it. A minor flub, but honest. There was still a chase to be had, the chance to hold and twine, to hopefully spend the evening watching the sun set from a ledge. Presumptuous of him to assume there could be time after, but to see his way to that possibility, he had to be the one to catch her. His competition as it arrived is given but the parsing glance; for while they would be good to compete against… His sights were only on Yulaniath.
At her signal, he gave a sharp heave of his wings to take off after her. She was quick, though he’s a touch delighted to be able to keep up with her -- and the fact that the young weyrling green was able to keep pace as well doesn’t bother him -- if he weren’t so preoccupied, he’d be delighted that such young dragons showed such speed. As it were, he only observed Yulaniath with an appreciative eye, crooning.
With such a stunning shade of green added in, the sight is complete in my eyes. Though he was not the most artistic dragon, he could no less deny the blend of brighter colors only made the darker-hued green simply shine. Despite the comment about how that was likely flightlust, per A’gyn’s unhelpful remark. His usual stilted commentary that came during flights was missing, for he couldn’t help but be a bit struck.
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Bronze Kurath
A gentleman at his core, he’s a dragon who fits his color quite nicely; protective, charming, sweet -- with the penchant to know exactly when and where to use teeth and claws. For all he desires out of life, he’s quite abysmal at attaining such things or believing he deserves them.
A’gyn
For an anxious man, he loves the limelight of a room. There’s no problems with brushing elbows with anyone who comes in his path, and he’s quite a social butterfly. Witty and quick on his feet, with an even quicker mouth that tends to get ahead of him, he does his best to make the lives of those around him just a bit better -- one stupid joke at a time.
Is open for a smooch buddy!
Kurath's Stats
Strength: 10
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 5
Stamina: 12
Wits: 9
Round 1: Strength (10) + Speed (7) = 16/17
Round 2:
Round 3:
Total: 16
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Spockat generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
16!
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2020 6:14 pm
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demon_pachabel generated a random number between
1 and 16 ...
4!
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2020 8:08 pm
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Litanuth had very few fans, so that even one who was considered cordial may have found him a trying sort was of little surprise. Still, he'd wrap himself up in that blanket of want, covetous eyes not even drifting to the much younger green who had taken to the skies to also chase. There was no temptation from who he saw as the truest of prizes.
Even if she'd never allow herself to be the prize he saw her as.
But want was a powerful distraction in it's own right, and as she moved to fly higher, he was perhaps not as on-the-money as her other suitors were - and he chided himself for it, a running commentary that H'aal got to listen to as he went on to make his own pursuits for the evening (just not with sweet little greenriders, alas). But Litanuth would at least play it cool for now - as cool as a constant wave of wantwantwant could be, at least.
It is just a shame when all that can be spoken of is your beauty against a night sky- so he had noticed, And not how a storm on angry seas wishes it had half of the might you show and will test us with.
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BLUE LITANUTH: Intelligent, but dark minded. Prone to enormous bouts of envy once he's decided he wants something and doesn't get it. Can be hard to read at times.
H'AAL: Sharp minded, but has a tendency to be spiteful. Used to be a Sailor and definitely acts it. Only came to the Weyr when Threadfall took out his ship. Will *definitely* do sum smoochin'.
STATS:
Base: 40
Fit: 3
Strength: 9
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 7
Stamina: 7
Wits: 13
ROUND 1: Strength + Speed = 4/16
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SilverLutz generated a random number between
1 and 17 ...
8!
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2020 6:16 pm
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Yulan was delighted that two of the four dragons were easily keeping pace with her, both the large bronze and the small green. She gave a croon to them both as they flew, hearts pumping with adrenaline.
You add a shine to the sky that makes the sunset all the more enjoyable, she said to Kurath, clearly delighting in his bronze hide. What dragon wouldn't, after all? Whether gold or bronze, the metallic dragons had a certain air about them that could send many hearts swooning and Yulan, though normally focused on herself and her goals, was certainly one of them during flights.
Look how well you're doing, keeping pace with me, she said as she turned her fond attention to Cartujanth, the little green right beside her and Kurath. She drew strength from Cartujanth's energy, pushing onward as they neared the mountains. Don't falter now, we'll show them a thing or two.
Lagging a bit behind but no less forgotten, Yulan sent a mental push of encouragement to Litanuth. The flight had only just begun and she was heading for the crags of the mountains next, perhaps he'd catch up and fly abreast with his competition.
High praise from you, Litanuth. And you said you didn't have any beautiful words. While comments on her appearance were welcome, Litanuth had spent enough time with her between her last flight and now to know what Yulan valued in herself. Still, Yulan would take any praise in the moment, even if when all was said and done she'd deny any words in favor of her beauty. Flightlust changed her a bit.
As the small group reached the mountains, Yulan pulled sharply to the left and dove, almost plastered to the rocky side. Subtle adjustments in her wings and tail helped her avoid the ledges that jutted out, and soon she was sailing upwards again, dodging and weaving and spiraling.
Keep up now! she called, a breathless trumpet leaving her as she continued to weave and dodge.
Round 2 has begun!
For this round, roll dexterity and wits. If you roll higher than Yulan you are handling the technical flying perfectly. If you roll less than her, you're finding it difficult to keep up and can either back off and wait for her to ascend, or bump into a few rocks while keeping close. If everyone rolls/fills in their RP post before 48 hours, I'll begin the final round. If you fail to post you lose out on this round but can continue. If you roll but fail to fill in your RP post, your total will be halved.
Round 1: 14
Round 2: 8
Round 3:
Total: 22
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Spockat generated a random number between
1 and 18 ...
10!
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2020 6:33 pm
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Prism Shine generated a random number between
1 and 14 ...
3!
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2020 6:35 pm
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Shine only matters to an extent, and you flatter me with your words when it is I that should be praising you, Yulaniath. There’s an undeniably pleased note, however -- for her praise felt like the last, lingering dredges of warmth in the rock when moving to the other side of his ledge. Quite a lovely surprise, and all the more appreciated. He was no fool for the special treatment his hide afforded, but he wasn’t in the state of mind for semantics -- only following after the stunning lady as she sailed.
Yet in his distraction, as Yulan dove, Kurath turned a bit too sharp and hesitated to dive after her -- and found with a note of displeasure that he had fallen behind. There was still sky left to fly, however, and it wouldn’t do to burn all his energy.
There can be no doubt where my limits end and yours soar. He waited doggedly, running risk versus reward by awaiting her rise into the air once more. Yet he flit forward, to keep pace as she began to rise.. And it afforded him quite the eyeful of her artful weaving between the cliffs and ledges. To watch you fly so free, and see such mastery of dodges and turns.... I lack the words to properly show my awe.
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Bronze Kurath
A gentleman at his core, he’s a dragon who fits his color quite nicely; protective, charming, sweet -- with the penchant to know exactly when and where to use teeth and claws. For all he desires out of life, he’s quite abysmal at attaining such things or believing he deserves them.
A’gyn
For an anxious man, he loves the limelight of a room. There’s no problems with brushing elbows with anyone who comes in his path, and he’s quite a social butterfly. Witty and quick on his feet, with an even quicker mouth that tends to get ahead of him, he does his best to make the lives of those around him just a bit better -- one stupid joke at a time.
Is open for a smooch buddy!
Kurath's Stats
Strength: 10
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 5
Stamina: 12
Wits: 9
Round 1: Strength (10) + Speed (7) = 16/17
Round 2: Dex (5) + Wits (9) = 3/14
Round 3:
Total: 19
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demon_pachabel generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
17!
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2020 8:42 am
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SilverLutz generated a random number between
1 and 18 ...
9!
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 7:04 pm
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Cartujanth had no trouble keeping up with her and Yulaniath couldn't help but be delighted by the younger green's skills. She could remember not long ago she'd been in Cartujanth's place, still growing and mastering the skills she would one day use to fight Thread and protect her home and how exhilarating it was to put them to use in something other than drills. Some greens and golds preferred their flights to be graceful and delicate, others fast and intense, and others still battles in the sky. Yulan's was more akin to a rigorous session with her wing, pushing herself and her suitors to their limits and putting them through their paces. Rather than fighting Thread at the end of it all, though, someone would need to catch her.
You're doing well, Cartujanth. Almost to the end now. Sunsets are always lacking in green...I think we're doing a wonderful job adding to it. For although the little green was exceeding expectations, Yulan knew she must be growing tired.
Yulan also knew the maneuvers could be tricky for Kurath, but she wasn't disheartened to see him pull away. Knowing his strengths and weaknesses were important and she could see he was sticking as close as he could to be ready for the final push. A bronze like him would probably barrel through the ledges and rocks that she was weaving around so it was better for him to keep his distance, watching and waiting. His words were with her as she moved, urging her to turn a bit tighter and spin a bit faster. Showing off? A little.
It takes a confident dragon to admit their faults. I admire that, she said to him in return, hopefully conveying that even though he didn't attempt the maneuvers he was certainly still in the running to be chosen.
Litanuth's drive to win didn't surprise Yulan at all, and although he could be very intense at times, she did appreciate that quality in him. She knew that she could be a bit much at times while training, so focused on her goal of being better than she had been the day before that others found her intimidating or odd. Litanuth's skills weren't anything to sniff at either, but she was well aware of his flying prowess from her first flight.
There is beauty in honesty, even if you deny it, she said with a teasing tone, her mindvoice holding a bit of a laugh. A poet you are not, Litanuth, but you know I don't hold that against you.
Above her a rocky ledge jutted out from the mountains. Yulan angled herself just a bit and reached out with her claws, using the edge of the mountain to push herself away and up. She could feel her muscles starting to burn, her lungs taking harsher breaths. Perhaps if she hadn't been recently injured she'd last a bit longer, but she knew now it was time to climb.
Focusing all her energy to her wings, Yulan angled herself up and flew harder than she had through the whole flight. This was it. Time to go until she couldn't any more.
Round 3 has begun!
For this round, roll stamina and strength. If you roll higher than Yulan you are keeping pace. If you roll less than her, you're falling behind the other suitors. If everyone rolls/fills in their RP post before 48 hours, I'll roll/pick a winner. If you fail to post you lose out on this round. If you roll but fail to fill in your RP post, your total will be halved.
Round 1: 14
Round 2: 8
Round 3: 9
Total: 31
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Prism Shine generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
10!
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 7:14 pm
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There’s the briefest flicker of worry, as her form weaved into tighter turns and coils. But no, Yulaniath was in complete control -- and it afforded him the ability to see her strong muscles work with each curve, the barest twitches of her wings. Perhaps he might have cost him the chance at catching her, but he had committed to his path above the rocky craigs. Playing to his own strengths had worked to his advantages, if just to admire from above. But her words buoyed him, and the rich curl of amaranthine washed away everything else.
I can only be honest. Just as easily as I can admit how your agile moves are magnificent. His eyes whirled a brighter shade of purple, swerving here and there to make certain to watch her moves.
But her push off from the ledge felt different--final. Kurath’s wings pushed hard, following Yulaniath as she flew up, up, up. Be it him or one of his fellow suitors, the bronze was ready.
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Bronze Kurath
A gentleman at his core, he’s a dragon who fits his color quite nicely; protective, charming, sweet -- with the penchant to know exactly when and where to use teeth and claws. For all he desires out of life, he’s quite abysmal at attaining such things or believing he deserves them.
A’gyn
For an anxious man, he loves the limelight of a room. There’s no problems with brushing elbows with anyone who comes in his path, and he’s quite a social butterfly. Witty and quick on his feet, with an even quicker mouth that tends to get ahead of him, he does his best to make the lives of those around him just a bit better -- one stupid joke at a time.
Kurath's Stats
Strength: 10
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 5
Stamina: 12
Wits: 9
Round 1: Strength (10) + Speed (7) = 16/17
Round 2: Dex (5) + Wits (9) = 3/14
Round 3: Stamina (12) + Strength (10) = 10/22
Total: 29
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