we'll all be well tonight
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
The stillness that seemed to fall after the raid, when Ethne realised all hopes of getting their chickens back was lost and the outcome of their giving it their all was settled, was refreshing. The chill of the Autumn air was a pleasant change from the beating heat of winter and a familiar urge came over Modesty that she wasn't quite sure she wanted to indulge. So she busied herself instead. She wasn't unfamilar with the beaches of the island, but the center of it? Well she hadn't really given it much thought. The thick stand of trees away from the resort was clearly snake and big cat infested and she didn't feel like there was much for her within its depths. Now that they had goats, walking tracks were beginning to emerge, winding their way through the bending palm and swaying coconut trees. Perhaps they could put this area to some use too?
“Speech.”
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
The familiar chatter of tropical birds put the leader at ease as she continued to meander along the long-forgotten path, the distant calls of her fluffy horned cows and the bleating of goats a new addition, but not an unwelcome one. The earth here felt firmer beneath her paws, the soil darker, and while the water still rushed away too readily to support plants that needed wetter roots, there was still an abundance of bromeliads, vibrant and thorny purple bougainvillea, creeping across the jungle floor and clawing its way up the trunks of trees to form and almost impenetrable wall of foliage. A distant stand of banana trees, clearly left unchecked for generations, clumped closely together, fruit in various stages of development. She made note of the location to check in with Jael and Kenway to see if they had any use for the plants, or if there might be a market for them.
Rounding a bend in the track, her gaze fell upon and outbuilding she hadn't seen before. White bougainvillea crept up the face of the building and bird of paradise crowded unmaintained garden beds. The doors at the front of the building seemed to be sealed shut so she turned to circle the building, looking for a way in. The wind was working against her for now, blowing the scent of the stranger out to sea.
“Speech.”
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
Boarded up windows, or those with glass panes still intact thwarted her attempts at entry. The overgrown gardens that crowded the front of the building were being choked out with overcrowding or smothered by the thorn laden creepers, varying in shades of white, pink, red and purple. It would be quite whimsical with a bit of work and she was sure someone could find a use for the building once it was pointed out. The roof seemed reasonably sound, they just needed to find a way in.
As she rounded the back of the building, pawprints leading up from the beach came to her attention and the wind whipped a foreign scent in her direction. Hackles and quills came to rise over her shoulders as she dropped her nose to the sandy ground. Fresh. The scent led her to a broken window and she leapt through, landing across the only exit on the lower level. Now did she poke around and risk the intruder slipping past her, or did she stand her ground and risk them slipping out an exit she had missed?
“Speech.”
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
Caracal ears flicked atop the leaders head, the scramble of toes across stone and hardwood deeper in the building at least giving her a direction to go on. It seemed her kite had eyes on the upper levels of the building and he let loose a hunting call somewhere over head. It would seem he had spotted some movement through one of the windows. Modesty made up her mind then to move deeper into the building, not bothering to be quiet as she quickly moved from one room to another. Gods above it was musty in here, and the smell interfered with her ability to track but there were only so many rooms on the lower floor.
Finally she reached the staircase and made her way upstairs, skipping steps on the way. She hoped to catch the intruder off guard, to tackle and pin them beneath her and figure out just what they were skulking around her island for... if she managed to catch up to them.
“Speech.”
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
Modesty didn't halt in her pursuit until they were standing face to face on the rooftop terrace, the slide down to the ground hardly enough to save the girl if she tried to flee. If Modesty called, others would come, best to keep this just the two of them for her own sake, no? Her head lowered to rest level with her spine and caracal ears pinned back against her skull, lips peeling back to reveal teeth, only parting to scoff when the intruder asked who she was. “I'm the leader here, and you're trespassing in the one place we don't allow guests, so who are you spying for?”
She didn't wait for an answer before she lunged, teeth aimed at the back of the smaller woman's neck, no intent to rip or tear, just hold as her kite swooped with talons extended to block the slide to the ground. If she was right about the pouch, perhaps this girl was a healer, and they could always use another one of those.
“Speech.”
Modesty vs Morwenna for force claim
Round 1/?
Age: over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked rings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Saddlebags
Companion 1: Brahminy Kite, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Jackalope, male - Battle
Mutation 1: Quills - Defensive
Mutation 2: Muntjac antlers - Offensive
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Fleet-footed
Morwenna vs (Modesty) for (Freedom Challenge)
Round 1/1
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Navigator & Beginner Healer
Specialty:
Morwenna | Modesty's force claim was unsuccessful. Totals: Modesty: Attack Roll: 82 Defense Roll: 2 Agility Roll: 42 Perception Roll: 53 Total: 179 Attack[82] + 45% Bonus[36.90]: 118.90 Defense[2] + 20% Bonus[0.40]: 2.40 Agility[42] + 55% Bonus[23.10]: 65.10 Perception[53] + 35% Bonus[18.55]: 71.55 Total[257.95] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 257.95 Morwenna: Attack Roll: 43 Defense Roll: 81 Agility Roll: 87 Perception Roll: 86 Total: 297 Attack[43] + 5% Bonus[2.15]: 45.15 Defense[81] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 81.00 Agility[87] + 15% Bonus[13.05]: 100.05 Perception[86] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 86.00 Total[312.20] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 312.20 |
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
54
NachoMumma
The smaller wolf was quick and in the confined space of the rooftop, Modesty tripped over her own overly long fur. Curse the long night and having it all fall out in the first place! Her teeth snapped on air and the woman sprung away, making her escape down the pane of glass, the telltale cracking sound as Modesty rested a paw on it to follow all the warning she needed as she spun to make her way back down and through the building.
She cleared the broken window and charged towards the shore but the trespasser was already on her way back to the mainland. She tipped her head back to call and rally the wolves of the Raider's to hunt her down. She still hadn't disclosed who had sent her in the first place, and Modesty wanted to know.
“Speech.”
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