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Post by Seryna on May 21, 2012 14:07:44 GMT -5
The morning of the arena... As you are presented with your arena uniform, you notice that it begins with a white silk undershirt and white thermal underwear. The next item is an orange fleece jacket and black thermal pants. The finishing touches are well fitting socks and snow boots.
The Arena
As you rise to the arena above, a chill whips through you. This isn't apprehension or fear, you quickly realize that the wind is bitter cold. Glancing around, you find that the world is white. The platforms are arranged in a circle around the golden horn, set on a flat ground that is covered by freshly fallen snow. No snow is falling now; but you are quickly shivering. You realize that the undergarments and fleece jacket are only the base layers against this cold. You need to find warmer clothes and fast.
Glancing around, you see a white, flat land stretching across the south east of the Cornucopia as far as you can see. To the north; black trees just out of the white snowbanks; suggesting a wooded area about a ten minute run from you. To the north east, you see grey stones covered with snow rising upwards to a mountain range. To the north west, you see a hot, sandy wasteland. To the south west, you spy a green, blooming meadow. Behind you to the south, you see a mottled brown ground of dead grass and patches of ice.
5...4...3...2... 1!
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on May 21, 2012 23:50:52 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7
Rory is shivering and only partly because of the bitter cold. She is surrounded by enemies. Silver to her right, Klo and Emerald to her left. She feels fear knot in the pit of her stomach. She knows what she needs to do. Get her gear and run for the trees. She'll do well in the trees. But first Rory needs her gear and for now that means running side by side with her enemies. She's not paralyzed with fear because Silver, Klo, and Emerald aren't huge threats until they had weapons. That doesn't mean she's going to drop her guard. They are still dangerous.
5...4...3...2...1
Rory guns it as quick as her feet will carry her toward her gear in the center. As she ran, Rory realizes that she isn't afraid anymore. After all, it is all downhill from here.
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Post by Kulvar on May 22, 2012 6:28:28 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine held her breath as she rose out of the preparation room and into the arena. She shivered, first from the chill, then as her nerves seemed to light on fire. This was it, the beginning of the games. She let the held breath out, 40...39...38..., and studied her surroundings. She found her allies, Rory, Femra, Jace, and her enemies, Silver, Klo, Emerald... What to do... what to do...
15...14...13... Jasmine's thoughts mirrored the countdown. You need to figure out what you're doing, standing here will get you killed! she chastised herself. Right. She took another breath. Trees to the north, maybe a mile off, a long way to sprint, but... it was better than nothing. Now what to grab: 5...4...3... That bow, then bounce to that backpack, then trees. Yes.
Jasmine tensed, 2, bent down on her plate getting ready, 1 waiting... That last second dragging out for seemingly forever before she exploded off her plate with the opening chorus of the 25th Hunger Games, angled for the bow and quiver. She snatched that up, looking for the briefest of moments for her allies and Klo before taking off at a sprint toward a backpack that would also put her on the path toward the trees.
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Post by QuinnTalon on May 22, 2012 8:45:06 GMT -5
Jace Colton; District 9 Tribute[/u]
Cold weather. Ice. Snow. It was frigid.
How did he know? It would be freezing and he'd never done well in cold. It just wasn't who he was. Warmth and sunlight and heat. Those he could handle, and his eyes flickered toward the sandy waste and knew that if he wanted to stay with his Alliance he'd have to avoid it. Avoid his strength...
...The meadow wouldn't work either. No place to hide. No place for cover. The only place was the forest, but that was the direction everyone was going. And that was North. Which was where he was supposed to go.
After he grabbed a pack or two, and watched Lallek's back.
Lallek...who was across the way. Lallek, who's eyes he meets, even as he's hyperaware of Femra and Kale to his right and left. There's a slanting look to Femra...
...But he knows where he's headed. To watch Lallek's back. Grab a pack or two on the way, and trust in his Honesty to watch his as he goes.
9....8....7....
He remembered what Lallek said. The Careers and the Big Alliance needed to clash. It needed to happen. Which meant the Big Alliance needed to make it North and into the trees. They wouldn't do that without Jace adn Rory both.
He had to trust Rory to watch her own six, because there was only so much he could do. He wasn't a miracle worker.
6...5...4...
Look sidelong and hope there was a camera. Give the District 9 salute and smile as he gets down and gets ready to run....
3...2...
....1.[/b]
Eyes trained on a pack between Lallek and himself and when the horn goes at 0, he's off the dias and rushing with a speed that he hadn't shown in training [Fleet of Foot 2; Speed 12] toward it, grabbing it up and finding another between the two of them.
Nowhere without Lallek unless he saw him go down, because they'd promised.
They were both in this to win.
[Pertinent Stats for Blood Bath: Direction Sense, Weaponry Dodge, Danger Sense, Fleet of Foot 2]
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Post by Seryna on May 22, 2012 12:55:15 GMT -5
Emerald leaps from the platform, hitting the ground running. She moves quickly, lunging down and coming up with a shimmering silver colored bow. Emerald slings the fletch of arrows over one shoulder and straightens, evaluating the field. Beside her, Diamond scooped a roll of glittering throwing knives off of the ground. She quickly swipes a layer of snow from the pack; opening the roll and selecting a light knife. Its weighted to slice into the flesh of someone nearby... The blonde lifts her head, evaluating the field. Across the circle, Pearl's blonde hair is whipped by the wind. Her head is turning as she scans the tributes running from the platforms. She moves forward, selecting a sword from the ground. Her head is still turned from the Cornucopia as she moves forward, something catching her eye. She shouts to her district mate, Rachel, who is crouched beside her platform in fear. Emerald's eyes narrow and she lifts her bow, moving into a perfect form as she levels her arrow towards Pearl's back. She releases the arrow and it flies forward, slicing through the air. It finds purchase in Pearl's thiegh, who screams and stumbles to the ground. Emerald smiles; reaching for another arrow. Diamond stands beside the other girl; still evaluating the field with a cold, calculating gaze. Emerald rolled 5 dice to "Archery (shooting Pearl)" 8,8,2,2,7 (2 successes)
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on May 22, 2012 16:59:52 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7Time slows, her vision tunnels. She hears Pearl's cry for help, but Rory knows she's useless without a weapon. She slings a backpack over her shoulder, the first one that she sees, and then the pack of throwing axes. "Pearl!" Rory shouts, planting her feet before she lines up her shot. She tells herself this is her only chance. With a quick breath in Rory pulls her arm back as she breathes out she throws one of her axes as hard as she can toward Emerald. Rory Noland rolled 8 dice to "Axe throwing (Hitting Emerald)" 4,10,9,10,2,4,6,1,5,4 (3 successes)
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Post by Kulvar on May 22, 2012 17:15:12 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine's feet carried her, chaos around her drilling through her mind. Adrenaline spiked her senses... Bow... check, Backpack... Was that a scream? First blood? She skidded to a halt next to the backpack, eyes seeking out the fallen tribute. Her breath caught in her throat, worried for a moment that it might be Femra, though her gaze fell on Pearl, then the arrow in her thigh. Jasmine let out a soft snarl, snatched an arrow from her quiver and lined up a shot at the offending career (Emerald), forgetting for a brief moment about the other careers and the chaos surrounding them. A bloodbath was erupting, and Jasmine was going to help. She loosed the arrow just as Rory's axe thudded home. She could regret or exalt in the shot later. She drew another arrow, holding both bow and arrow with one hand as she slung the backpack up onto a shoulder with her other. 9,4,7,10,4,1,7 (2 successes)
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Post by grrbot on May 22, 2012 20:42:31 GMT -5
Klo is off the plate once the gong sounds. She runs towards the cornucopia, allowing the falling show to whip past her. She doesnt know if shes shaking from the adrenaline or the cold but she must survive. She snatches up a pack of knives careful to not get hurt. She heads back to Silver just as she hears the scream from Emerald. Klo spins and sees Pearl and Emerald sprawled out on the ground. "NO!" Klo lets out a strangled cry as everything sets in. "Klo this is real. This isn't a game!" her innerself reminded her. Klo glared at Rory. Rory stood at the other side of the cornucopia but her knife would at least cause her some pain. Klo drew her knife from her pack and launched a knife throw full of rage towards Rory. The knife glided through the air and whizzed past Rory and clattered to the ground as it bounced off a tree. Klo gave a look of terror as she noticed Rory's axes and ran back to Silver. [Klo Reivier rolled 3 dice to "Knife Throw (To Rory)" 3,1,1 (0 successes) /spoiler]
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Post by QuinnTalon on May 22, 2012 22:43:00 GMT -5
Jace Colton; District 9
THere's a scream. Thunks.
It's started. The Blood Bath. They've run for weapons, and Jace had run for supplies and he doesn't turn to see who, just knows that if he doesn't find something to defend himself with he was well and truly screwed.
HE had a backpack that he hefted onto his back, and he looked around. Had to keep moving. Moving targets were harder to move, and erratically moving targets even more so. It was time to find a weapon. Find a weapon....
Not too horribly far, and he made a sprint for the hand-scythe leaning against another pack and he makes a grab for it. A weapon. Something to defend himself with but he was nowhere near anyone he could help, and as such he made his way toward Lallek.
They had Pearl covered and avenged if the need called for it. Time to get back-to-back with his partner and then get his bearings.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 23, 2012 2:55:05 GMT -5
As the countdown started Tank looked around frantically for Rory and Rowan, spotting Rowan far across the circle of tributes and Rory only a few spaces away from him. As the countdown ended, Tank remained stood on the plate, using precious seconds to spot... a sword! That'd do for now...
Though not as fast as some, Tank was thankfully lacking in competition as he snagged the handle of the precious blade, pushing his muscles to the limit as he tore across the field to Rory.
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Post by Seryna on May 23, 2012 16:51:24 GMT -5
Emerald shrieks in pain as the throwing axe slices a red stripe out of her shoulder. The girl lowers her bow as she clasps a hand over her shoulder in pain. The red head makes another shriek of pain as Jasmine's arrow finds purchase in her left leg. The girl stumbles; but she doesn't go down. She looks up and turns her head; her gaze narrowing upon her attackers; Rory and Jasmine. At Klo's attempt, she gives Klo a nod of approval. The redhead turns her head, scanning for her allies. "Silver!" She shouts angrily. " Cade!" The redhead levels a blood stained finger towards the two girls. "I told you; I want the little one first." Silver gripes from beside Klo. "Come on." He states to Klo. "Lets see whose going down first." Silver has already found a sword that seems to be an extension of his hand. He takes one look at the blood on Emerald and ceases his complaining, those hard blue eyes swinging towards Rory and Jasmine. The large boy moves forward; crossing the distance to the two girls. He draws back his sword arm and suddenly PAIN explodes across Rory's left arm. Glancing down to it reveals an angry, bleeding gash. It looks quite long... and blood runs down Rory's arm, driping from her fingers. Silver rolled 7 dice to "Sword fighting (Arena) " 9,6,5,7,7,8,8 (3 successes) "Knew I'd cut you." He leered to Rory. Emerald swore as she examined the bloody shoulder. Beside her, Diamond has a throwing knife in her hand and she is staring at Rory and Jasmine. You have a pang of apprehension and fear as her knife arm moves; sending the knife hurtling in your direction. The knife hurtles forward, slicing across Jasmine's collarbone. The knife doesn't find purchase, but the cut stings and bleeds profusely as the knife hurtles off to the ground. Diamond rolled 5 dice to "Throwing knives" 6,7,6,5,9 (1 successes Somewhere behind you, you hear a jubilant cry. It sounds like Cade - and it sounds like he's coming in closer to you. The career pack is beginning to form around Rory and Jasmine... Pearl and Lallek's district partner, Rachel, was jolted out of her fearful frozen pose at Pearl's scream. She moved forward and crouched beside Pearl, draping the other girl's arm over her shoulder. The brunnette shot a fearful look towards Emerald and Diamond and hefted Pearl up from the ground. Rachel's gaze ticked to Emerald - the axe wound to her shoulder, the arrow jutting from her leg. There's a glimmer of satisfaction on Rachel's face before she turns Pearl towards the forest, She limps forward; attempting to guide Pearl from the Blood Bath. Pearl keeps ahold of her sword - and spies a small pack on the ground. Rachel scoops it up and slings it on her back as the girls continue to slowly move from Cornucopia.
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Post by mrbrightside on May 23, 2012 17:14:16 GMT -5
10......Lallek runs his eyes across the landscape. 9.......His eyes drink in the nearest gear. 8.......He assesses the other tributes. 7......There was Jace meeting his gaze. 6.....Lallek crouches down. 5.......He places his hands on the ground. 4.......His legs tense up. 3......His hands prepare to launch him. 2......Deep breath in. 1......Deep breath out.
As soon as he is free Lallek launches forward full sprint moving towards the piles of gear as fast as he can. The air is freezing, but for now he can ignore it. Plunging his hand into the snow Lallek wraps his hand around something and pulls.
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Post by QuinnTalon on May 23, 2012 17:41:28 GMT -5
Get to Lallek.
Check.
"Get what you need and let's get out of here." It was getting bloody, and while Lallek dug and grabbed whatever it was he grabbed, Jace was watching his back.
Trust. That's what this beginning was about. Trust as long as they could. Give the audience a 'friendship' they could get behind for a while. Sponsors would save their lives and they both knew it.
Silver. Klo. The other Careers. Pearl limping off. Tank had gotten to Rory about the same time she got cut...
...This was getting bloody and bad.
Had anyone died yet? He couldn't tell, but that wasn't his job. His job was to stay alive right now.
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Post by Kulvar on May 23, 2012 18:04:48 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female
Jasmine had a brief moment of elation. Her arrow flew true and sank home into Emerald's thigh. Not killing, but it'll slow her down, she thought. She even smiled prettily before realizing her shot had drawn the attention of Diamond and her knives. She'd not watched the career throw during the training, but how she held the blade and the sheer confidence that oozed from her now put fear into Jasmine's gut. She hefted the backpack at her feet onto her shoulder just as the career's knife bit through her shoulder.
Pain zipped through Jasmine. She'd not need to worry about the cold as adrenaline flooded through her as well. Her shoulder felt slick with... she glanced at it, sweat? She didn't seem to be bleeding badly, bad enough it would need attention to later, but for now it would be a minor annoyance. She hoped it wasn't far worse and merely being covered up by her clothing.
She took a brief moment to survey around her. Tank'd made it to Rory, but so had Silver. Pearl was being helped by... a girl, Rachel?
Jasmine still stood alone... For the moment. She took a breath, back to plan A. Bugger out and hope she lived long enough to check the contents of the backpack and the wound to her shoulder. "RORY! TANK! Time tuh leave!"
She started moving away from the career pack, putting effort into making herself a harder target.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 23, 2012 18:17:21 GMT -5
As Tank approached Rory's position, he was too late to prevent a certain metallic namesake's blade from slicing into her arm, but not too late to avenge the wound! Tank rolled 4 dice to "Sword Slash!" 8,1,9,3 (2 successes) "And Silver bleeds like the rest of us." Tank snarled, interceding himself between the Career and Rory with a flourish of his own sword.
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Post by grrbot on May 23, 2012 18:47:48 GMT -5
Klo felt her temper rise as she noticed Silver was injured. Blood flowed from his wound. Klo swore and looked up to see Tank. Her tears steadily flowed down her cheeks and found a home on the snow covered ground. Her mouth held a frown as she glared at Tank. "You will not survive. I will kill you." Klo mouthed. She wiped a tear and treaded backwards to the cornucopia. She stopped and let herself catch her breath before finding Rory. She glared down. "Feel the wrath of my knife District 7." Klo grinned as she flung the knife at Rory. The knife glided and landed in her left knee. [Klo Reivier rolled 3 dice to "Knife Throw (To Rory)" 8,1,10,7 (2 successes)/spoiler]
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on May 23, 2012 20:40:46 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7
When Emerald is hit, Rory didn't feel a thing. She knows somewhere in the back of her mind that if she makes it out, that will be the thing she will regret the most. A complete disconnect from herself.
All of her humanity comes flooding back the moment Silver's knife slices a hot, red line across her left arm. Her eyes widened in surprise before the pain sinks in. Still, she doesn't cry out. Until Klo's knife bits into her knee. She groans, this is first taste of true pain.
"Games aren't over yet." Rory says to Silver, her tone dark.
Rory picks up an axe just as Tank repays Silver for his aggression. Then she hears Jaz say it's time to go. And Rory can't agree more. Her eyes find Klo, she points at her with her axe. Even without words Klo should get the message. This isn't over... Not by a long shot.
"Rowan! Jace! Let's go!" She yells, touching Tank's arm. Pearl issafe, now they need to get to safety. "Tank we have to get out of here!"
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Post by mrbrightside on May 24, 2012 16:59:14 GMT -5
When Lallek rises from the snow he has a pack in one hand and a set of knives in the other. Even as he slugs the pack over one shoulder, he frees a throwing knife from its sheath. Lallek tugs on Jace and starts heading towards the forest. The act of loyalty was touching, but it would do no good if they were dead. It was time to get out of the bloodbath and the woods would provide cover.
As they begin to move away from the mass, Lallek stops and eyes the fray. These careers were getting away gently. Too gently, especially after Pearl. Moving Jace out of line of fire, Lallek hurls a blade towards Klo. As soon as the knife leaves his fingers he turns to continue moving.
2012-05-24 23:38:25 Lallek Aldren rolled 11 dice to "Knife+Dex+Athletics+Specialty" 10,8,8,4,8,8,6,1,9,10,5,4,1 (7 successes)
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 24, 2012 17:43:00 GMT -5
Conrad had said to protect each other, look out for each other. For every blow that fell on one of his Alliance, Tank planned to repay the pain in kind. The death threat from the female Career washed off Tank like water from a duck's back, the look on his face considerably colder than that of the winter landscape they stood upon as he delivered retribution in blood. Tank rolled 4 dice to "Slash!" 10,2,2,1,6 (1 success) The blow was glancing at best, but he made his point clear with the blood on the white ground beneath their feet. NOBODY hurt his friends and got away with it while he drew breath. With that done, Tank snagged up a backpack from the ground with hsi free hand as he followed after Rory.
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Post by QuinnTalon on May 25, 2012 13:19:13 GMT -5
Time to go.
Jace nodded, looking between Rory and Lallek, both of whom had sounded the retreat, and took off with his ally, grabbing up an errant backpack as he did so. The more supplies they had, the better, and he could stand to carry a second bag if it meant they had more to work with.
And then he's moved to the side, and Lallek let's a knife fly at....Klo? Had she been about to attack him? That was a pretty solid hit though, and he nodded at his partner.
"Right. Let's run."
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Post by Seryna on May 25, 2012 14:42:43 GMT -5
"Hey ugly." [/b] The voice came from behind Silver; causing him to tear his eyes away from Tank, Rory and Jasmine. Rowan - wearing a pack - held a gleaming sword in her hand; a smirk on her face. As Silver's face was contorting into a disdainful smirk of his own; Rowan lunged forward. The blade was headed for Silver's stomach; but Silver had trained too often and too well to stand there and take it. He pivoted on his ankle; catching the sword blade across his left side. The blonde boy hissed in pain; clenching his teeth. The brunnette gave a rude laugh; her head turning towards Jasmine and Rory. Those green eyes darted towards the woods; then back to the girls as if to suggest shouldn't you be going? As the girls sound the retreat to thier alliance; Rowan lopes in a jog behind Rory. She glances behind them; checking for any pursuers. Rowan rolled 5 dice to "Sword fighting (Arena) " 1,3,8,9,1 (2 successes) "Silver!" Emerald exclaimed; surprise coloring her voice. " Let me see that." The redhead moves towards her ally, checking his wounds with concern. Any one still nearby would note that she looked knowledgeable. "Its nothing." Silver sneers. "You want to go, big guy?" He states to Tank. Silver makes a quick movement with his wrist, catching Tank's right forearm as Tank begins to move away. The cut stings and bleeds, the blood dropping onto the Cornucopia floor. The cut is about four inches long and although painful; doesn't look serious. Silver rolled 6 dice to "Sword fighting (Arena) (Tank)" 2,5,8,1,9,6 (2 successes) "Look who also bleeds." He leered to Tank. Cade reached the career pack; glaring after the departing Big Alliance. You hear his initial inquiry to the group: "We going after 'em?"[/b] Jasmine, Jace, Lallek, Tank, Rory and Rowan don't hear the reply as they begin to move away. Jasmine and Rory are leading the group towards the woods, followed by Lallek, Tank, Jace and Rowan. As they move towards the woods, they note two fallen tributes - girls - lying lifeless on the ground. Ghislaine - the District 12 female - and Elsie, the district 5 female. Both bear deep cuts to thier abdomens from a sword and you wonder if this was the gruesome task that had been occupying Cade. The alliance moves away from Cornucopia, heading into the Forrest.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 25, 2012 15:03:42 GMT -5
Tank made a wordless response to Silver involving one of his fingers as he dashed with the others for the Forest, pausing long enough to scoop up a small bag of iodine tablets from the ground.
As they stopped by the fallen girls Tank hesitated, quickly frisking them for anything he could grab, keeping one eye on the Career pack as he did so.
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Post by Seryna on May 25, 2012 15:08:10 GMT -5
As Tank kneels next to Ghislaine, he finds an empty water skin on her belt that he easily relieves her of. A backpack lies beside the fallen girl that is light as Tank picks it up. Moving over to Elsie, he finds another backpack beside her. Elsie also has dropped a hunting knife with a fine blade. As Tank is recovering the items, he feels eyes upon him. Members of his alliance looking back at him see Cade, Silver, Emerald and Diamond staring at Tank for a beat.
Yet the gaze is broken as Cade makes an unwarranted attack on a passing girl -Bay, from District 3- and the pack is drawn after him, blood lust in their eyes. Emerald and Silver may be wounded, but they move well and still maintain their deadly accuracy... The sounds of Bay's shrieks as she attempts to out run the blades follow you.
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Post by Kazakin on May 25, 2012 15:18:01 GMT -5
Thrall, District 12The timer counted down. Thrall calmly accepted that he was probably going to die here, but he was perfectly willing to try and take someone down with him. He leapt from the platform as the timer hit zero, snatching up the nearby bow and quiver, and running towards the Golden Horn. Quick, deft fingers propelled him up the side. He rolled onto his back briefly, catching a slow breath, and then crouched down, nocking an arrow. Hello, friends.The bow twanged, the arrow loosed indiscrimately into the melee. 2012-05-25 22:12:48 Thrall rolled 8 dice to "Get to high ground" 3,1,5,3,10,9,4,10,2,7 (3 successes) 2012-05-25 22:14:07 Thrall rolled 15 dice to "Dexterity 3 + Athletics 5 + Spec + FS Archery Bow 4 + High Ground 2" 4,7,2,2,2,7,6,10,5,4,1,4,1,7,6,5 (1 successes)
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Post by Kulvar on May 25, 2012 16:41:26 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine sucked her breath quick and furiously, feet beating fast for the woods, trailing just a handful of steps behind Rory, Lallek, Jace and company. She came to a stop near the edge, looking back, and shooting a baleful glare, at the career pack as she drew, nocked, and loosed an arrow at Klo. That's for... the thought ended in an obsenity. She turned and disappeared into the woods, not bothering to watch her arrow hit or miss. When, if, she made it out of this alive, she'd be changed... and not necessarily for the better. 3,2,6,5,2,5,4 (0 successes)
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