And the winner is...

GILGAMESH

HAYDEE must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: HAYDEE: Attack Roll: 75 Defense Roll: 82 Agility Roll: 38 Perception Roll: 18 Total: 213 Attack[75] + 25% Bonus[18.75]: 93.75 Defense[82] + 10% Bonus[8.20]: 90.20 Agility[38] + 10% Bonus[3.80]: 41.80 Perception[18] + 35% Bonus[6.30]: 24.30 Total[250.05] + 25% Bonus[62.51]: 312.56 GILGAMESH: Attack Roll: 21 Defense Roll: 89 Agility Roll: 59 Perception Roll: 57 Total: 226 Attack[21] + 45% Bonus[9.45]: 30.45 Defense[89] + 25% Bonus[22.25]: 111.25 Agility[59] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 59.00 Perception[57] + 25% Bonus[14.25]: 71.25 Total[271.95] + 25% Bonus[67.99]: 339.94

While Calico Jack believes he is being super sneaky as he bypasses most of the fighting, a small, winged boy obliviously sees him. A shouted word has the large young man pausing, his body almost flush to the ground since he had been slinking around. Slipping and sliding, a tiny yearling plants them self in his path and bristles, shouting at him to leave. Icy eyes blink in surprise and Calico Jack slowly unfolds himself, raising to his towering height over the toy sized wolf.

Concern paints his features as he looks at the brave boy, not wishing to harm them even though he is duty bound to steal the chickens. Darting his gaze around, he spies fights ending and new ones breaking out but no one else seems to see him and the small boy. With a small sigh, he lowers his head so that is more level with them, his defenses set and ready for if the yearling decides to attack him while hoping that they can settle this with words.

A sad, apologetic smile wiggles his lips as his eyebrows lift and Jack gently says, “Hey kid. Sorry but I cannot leave without the chickens that my Raid King needs.” A paw juts out in the direction of Gilgamesh for a moment before it returns to ground and he shuffles his front paws in a show anxiety. “Look, I don’t want to hurt you and, honestly, if we fight, I might accidentally injure you. So, can you please just… move?”

A warm, uncertain smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he looks at the stranger, knowing in his heart of hearts that he would never forgive himself if he really did hurt such a fragile, beautiful creature. So, Calico Jack switches his fighting tactics and decides to verbally spar with him instead of biting and stuff. Hopefully, the boy will see it his way and simply allow him to pass.





Calico Jack vs Gavroche II for Dominance [Raid] (sorry kid, it’s kind of our thing)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Modified cutlass
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced bandana
Companion 1: Macaw, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Cat, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder


"Calico Jack"

The wolf before him pauses, and for a moment a glimmer of hope that he can solve this like his fight with Henry stirs in his mind. As much as Gavroche had relished chasing off predators with Dusk, his nature is true to the wolf he once was. He doesn’t want to harm this wolf if he doesn’t have to. And he doesn’t really want to. He wishes that they could settle things without others getting hurt. The patchwork wolf offers an apologetic smile, and Gav’s expression falls at what he says. He can’t just leave but… “But… those are my aunt Haydee’s chickens… she loves them and if you take them she’ll be sad.” His ears fall, the realization that they are in a predicament. He knows fighting comes with risk, and even now he feels half hearted about what he is about to do. Gav moves toward, attempting to headbutt Calico Jack’s leg to encourage him back. “Please just go!” The yearling pleads. He doesn’t understand why this other pack needs to take stuff from them. Why the raid king needs to take his aunt’s chickens. “Please…” The kid pleads in a whine. Would he really fight if he had to? Maybe. Barely. For the moment his companions hang back, unsure if they should join in trying to push the raider away.

"Speech," 'Thought.'

Gavroche II vs Calico Jack for Dominance [Raid]
Round 1/2
Age: One year
Size: Toy size
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel dirk
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather collar
Companion 1: Female, Scottish Fold Munchkin Cat, 5" - Battle
Companion 2: Male Black Spider Monkey, 24" - Battle
Mutation 1: Wings (Defensive)
Mutation 2: Cat eyes (Perception)
Mutation 3: Dexterous Paws (Offensive)
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Healer
Specialty: ---

As the tiny boy looks up him, wide eyes filled with pain and incomprehension, Calico Jack’s heart breaks a little. While he understands the boy’s position and that his aunt loves the chickens, he also knows that the chickens won’t be harmed, and instead, used to help his pack. The stranger’s ears fall flat against his skull and he watches the sadness ripple through the boy. He stands, moving toward one of Jack’s slender forelegs to place his tiny skull against and push.

Sorrow wells in his chest as this brave, small boy tries to make him leave and, for a moment, he regrets being in the raid. Without a word, he lifts the leg, wrapping it around that tiny form and lifting him to his chest. Neck lays over the boy as holds the warrior for a moment and whispers, “Truly, I am sorry. But this is how we get supplies and it has to be done.” With that he gently deposits the boy back to the muddy earth and is thankful for the driving rain that hides the tears that slip from his eyes.

Paw still raised, he aims to slowly place it against the boy’s side so that he can push him out of the way. No teeth will be flashed or bites will be given; instead, only heartfelt words and kindness will be exchanged. Again, Jack implores, “Please, move. You are brave but this has to be done.” If only the boy could see it from the Raiders standpoint but Calico Jack knows that there will always be a hurt party whenever they go raiding… he just didn’t expect to find it in such a tiny warrior and it has broken his heart.



OOC: Permission to powerplay Calico Jack giving Gav a hug given by Beau





Calico Jack vs Gavroche II for Dominance [Raid] (sorry kid, it’s kind of our thing)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Modified cutlass
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced bandana
Companion 1: Macaw, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Cat, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Navigator
Specialty: Marauder


"Calico Jack"

His half-hearted attack does little to knock a much taller and heavier wolf back. Gavroche is trying though, sort of. His heart still hurts with the idea of actually having to hurt this wolf, especially because it seems this other calico doesn’t want to hurt him either. Apologies. Gavroche feels tears sting his eyes as he scooped up and he tries to push away. Even if this is something he feels he must do in order to help his pack, Gavroche will continue to stand for Ethne. He sniffles. “Nuh uh! We’d have given you a chickie if you asked! You don’t need to take!” Still he doesn’t understand why they are doing this. But he knows the calico male doesn’t want to do this either. This time Gavroche leaps for his leg again, aiming to wrap his legs around Jack and lay across his paw so that it will be harder to move. “Ask your raid king to stop! We will help you get chickens.. Just not auntie’s chickens!” Another heartbroken whine. It is all he can do to keep himself serious in the ‘battle’. If his best attack is to be a weight that prevents the other calico from getting to the chickens, then that is what he will be.

"Speech," 'Thought.'

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Gavroche II vs Calico Jack for Dominance [Raid]
Round 2/2
Age: One year
Size: Toy size
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel dirk
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather collar
Companion 1: Female, Scottish Fold Munchkin Cat, 5" - Battle
Companion 2: Male Black Spider Monkey, 24" - Battle
Mutation 1: Wings (Defensive)
Mutation 2: Cat eyes (Perception)
Mutation 3: Dexterous Paws (Offensive)
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Healer
Specialty: ---

As his emerald gaze continued to scan the temporary battle field, his hackles raised and shoulders tense as he tried to make heads or tails of what was going on through the rain in front of him, a colorful girl suddenly appeared in his line of sight. Taken aback, he staggered back a step, his eyes widening at the wild look in the pastel girl's eyes. The threat she made as she told him that he was going to wish she had gone for the bear made his ears fold back and he snarled as he tried–and partially failed–to remember the bits of fight training he had done. It wasn't like he had never been in a fight before–he had fought off predators and the like numerous times–but the sudden onslaught of other wolves invading their territory in the middle of the night and the rain had him so disoriented he wasn't sure what to do. This fight hungry younger girl was just icing on the cake to get his heart racing.

"W-Wait!" he stammered, but the watercolored girl was already lunging at him. Even though she was younger than him, probably not even a year old yet, she was very nearly as tall as he was so it wasn't difficult for her to reach her forelegs toward his neck. He quickly ducked down, his forepaws sliding in the mud almost a blessing in disguise as the extra momentum helped him get out of the way faster. He wasn't able to doge out of the way though, just down, so he wasn't able to entirely escape her attack as she practically fell on top of him with her teeth landing somewhere on the back of his neck. He felt Copper scramble out of the way, the stoat's little toes gripping onto his wet fur as he skittered down his back, so at least Dorian knew that Copper was able to get out of harm's way.

The position he landed in didn't leave him a lot of options to retaliate so he turned his head to try and bite down around her right foreleg, wanting to yank and pull at the limp to hopefully topple her off of him and onto the ground. The way her open jaws had lunged right for his face told him plenty about the fact that she was actually trying to hurt him so he felt like he had no choice to do the same. He knew enough about wounds and how they healed to how what kinds of skin tears would likely scar and normally he avoided those kinds of bites in scars, but today was not a day to pull punches.

"Dorian"

Dorian vs Calliope for Minor Maim (leg scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: 2
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Stoat - Male, Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Healer

Ken had not expected to run into a bear. His only previous experience had been against the big shaggy brown bear that he had taken on with Jael and he kinda wished he had the plucky collie's tenacity to help him now because by golly gosh this thing was huge.

A nervous laugh left his chest uncontrolled, this was happening huh? All charging white fury and roaring at him? Uuuhhhh, it wasn't like he was big enough to stop the bear in it's tracks, so maybe he'd have to try evasive tactics and hope it tripped over it's own feet. Mum had taken him though how to face a smaller opponent, but this was the direct opposite of that!

Dodging to the left, and hoping to place some sort of tree between himself and the attacker, he managed to catch a glancing blow that sent his back legs sliding. It was enough to get the adrenalin pumping though, maybe there would be an opening where he could sneak in a cheeky nip to one of those giant legs?

"speech"

Kenway vs Saga for dominance (raid)
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty:

She’s in the air, rain pelting her face, sure that she is going to land her attack. The look of surprise and the trembling w-wait! that leaves his lips has her insides twisting with glee. Then suddenly, he’s nearly gone. Instead of chest and face, Cal is staring at his back and her teeth are landing into the fur around his neck. A growl releases from her as she grabs on and bites down. Cal can feel him struggling beneath her now as he turns to try and bite at her leg. She lifts her leg out of the way, pulling her head up from his neck, and quickly tries to spin around so that she instead standing over top of his back. The young girl hopes he’ll roll over and try and kick her off. She wants to be face to face with the older boy. If she can pin him, she wants him to see her smile as she leans down toward his ear. “Too bad it’s a raid or I’d think ‘bout kissin’ ye instead,” Cal teases, her smirk showing all of her teeth before she clacks her jaw together a few times with her lips pulling up into a oddly aggressive but playful smile. Calliope vs Dorian for Minor Maim (Cheek Scarring) Round 2/2 Age: Under 1 Size: Dire wolf Build: Medium Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

Tarnish grins as his claws dig into the boys shoulders, allowing him to remain partly lifted with his upper back off the ground though his lower rests upon it. His hind claws raked at the other boys stomach. The raking is cut short though when his opponent falls into him but it doesn't stop Tarnish from retaliating. At three seasons old he is very near his adult size and of a similar enough build to contend with the other male. Tarnish twists his head to the side, managing to keep his throat out of reach though the other boy's attack catches in the side of his scruff. Tarnish releases his claws from the boy's shoulders and instead lashes out at the boys face, seeking to run his claws through his opponents eyes.

Raider Brats

Tarnish vs Jericho for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Chainmail Cowl
Companion 1: Crow, Male, Battle
Companion 2: Jaguarundi, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Mountain lion paws with retractable claws - Offensive
Skills: Expert Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty:
Bard Present

NOTE: Using the Tiger Mask in my player account for Tar's offensive weapon

Jael disengages from the monstrous yearling-- she's not worth it. She's not worth it when Jael can feel the shift, the tension. Siduri in her periphery, she flees from the gaudy creature before her. Her fight isn't anywhere near as important. Near seeing red, the girl catches the words of the woman to the child. Gaze burning, hackles up, Jael isn't fast enough. She wasn't fast enough freeing herself from the yearling, she wasn't fast enough-- Sid is bleeding. Sid is bleeding badly. By the time Jael reaches her, the pup is a slumped heap.

"That stupid cunt..." The words are directed at Bellamy, but Jael doesn't stick around long enough to hear a response. Bundling the pup to her chest, adrenaline enough to dull the lingering pains from her own fight. Heavy, but not too heavy to get her back to Sakana like this. "It's okay, you're going to be alright," the words are more for Jael than for Sid, the pup slumped. Passed out but breathing. Just as long as she keeps breathing. Jael runs from the battlefield, heading for their own healers, clutching the child protectively as she sprints.

ooc: pp approved by res

If all of this proved anything it was that he had no clue what to do in a real fight. No, perhaps that wasn't entirely true. There had been other large predators and encounters when he did just fine, but he had never encountered another wolf that had genuinely wanted to hurt him and to have them in their home with no warning like this... It had throughly thrown him off balance in more ways than one. The pastel girl pulled her leg away before he could get a grip on her, his jaws snapping together on nothing. Even though he tried to get up the same mud that had helped him get out of the way so quickly turned into his downfall as his paws failed to get any kind of purchase for him to push himself up.

Left on the ground, there was no way for him to avoid her as she spun around and pinned him down to the ground, knocking the air out of him a bit as his chest was pressed harder into the mud. Wide eyed, he tried to turn his head to see her and with one wide, emerald eye he saw her crazed grin as she leaned down over him till they were nearly nose to nose. It was hard to breathe but he couldn't tell if that was purely because of her weight on his back or the fear that was gripping his chest as she threatened him and snapped her teeth in his face. He thought was was it, he was done, but then he saw a bit of movement over top of the girl's head and Copper appeared to his rescue, the stoat scrambling with a speed only something as small as him could do to try and snap his little teeth and claws at the girl's face and nose in retaliation.

"Dorian"

Dorian vs Calliope for Minor Maim (leg scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: 2
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Companion 1: Stoat - Male, Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Healer

Haydée grins broadly as her tiny mud-ball smacks into Gilgamesh’s right shoulder, her eyes bright with laughter and joy. The man gives a fatherly, light-hearted laugh and a pang of longing suddenly resounds through her being as she remembers her dead father and the happy times they had shared. As she is preparing her second mud-ball to throw, a deep sense of melancholy sweeps through her chest and causes her to falter, the ball still in her paw as Gil lifts his own massive weapon in retaliation.

The smile falls off and her features morph into a wide-eyed, surprised, fearful expression as she realizes what is going to happen. It is too late, the muck, water, and compacted earth is fling in her direction and time seems to slow down as it tumbles lazily through the rain filled air. Mouth opens as she sucks in a breath then Haydée suddenly shouts, “OH MY GODS.” His aim is impeccable as it smacks her square in her face, filling her mouth and eyes with disgusting debris better left to one’s imagination.

The mud-ball snaps her head back and Haydée tumbles over backward, hitting the mud with a loud, ‘SPLAT’ that resounds through the area. But she is hardly on her back for more than a few seconds before she is rolling onto her side to start hacking up huge amounts of mud and rain. Looking to Gil through teary, mud-filled eyes, the young woman lifts a small paw and shakes it at him in a ‘why I ought to’, teasing, gesture. Even in her state, it is difficult to miss the smile that tugs at the corners of her lips as she stands.

Still hacking and spitting, Haydée swiftly makes her exit from the battlefield while hoping that Bay will having something to help wash the foul taste and grit from her mouth.


-exit Haydée-



"Haydée Kedieo"

If all of the kings He had come out victorious and he carefully released the woman from his grasp and gave her a nod. "Go home. Do not return, please." A word given to her as he lifted his head and took in the fights around him and those winning. Nova had won it looked like. Good, he would be seeking her out later, as well as likely Haydee. He watched as she lost her fight and it wasn't but a second and he saw something that made his hackles rise. Bellamy. She was losing it, fighting a pup and leaving them bleeding. He lifted his lips a paw lifted to go stop her, to take her home if he could. Then his shoulder was in the grasp of another. His head spun to the woman, eyes narrowing. Was she so daft as to not see he was about to go deal with something. His lips didn't pull with this one. He looked down at her as he placed his paw on the ground and flagged his tail to remain balanced, He would have to deal with Bellamy in a while then. As Bruiser he was needed here on the battlefield. His ears pressed back. Ruby he could hear before he saw as she came diving in and aiming to distract as she aimed to grab at the others scruff. He was sudden with his own movements as well. He aimed to throw his body into her's, pivoting his whole body letting her maintain her grasp but using his weight and muscular form to aim a full body slam into her side. The aim was to unbalance her and leave her with some bruising that she could deal with later. He Knew one of them would end up on their ass from this but hoped it would be the female. After all his first time defending as Bruiser of Ethne he really didn't want to lose and embarrass their combatant forces. His head stayed up so she couldn't rearrange her grasp and grab his cheek or any part of his face. Lucy would already fuss enough, with his shoulder and what not. He didn't need to add a bleeding face to his list of what she would worry over. This whole raid was a ridiculous thing in his mind and their leader needed to be taken on by the bruiser he felt but maybe Bellamy would go for him next. He needed to focus on this fight though. Walk, "Talk", Think Have their queens on the throne

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Bae-Syl vs Kaija for Dominance(get off our lawn aka raid)
Round 1/1
Age: over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Companion 1: Husky, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Macaw, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter
Specialty:

She approached successfully, large paws and claws tearing into the ground with each step she took. The wolf she was after was small, and looked young. A pup, perhaps? She wasn't good yet at guessing ages, but surely it wasn't a pup brought to...whatever this was? Eh, whatever the case, the wolf was still a threat, and while she was inexperienced, she was bigger. Alot bigger. She didn't want to kill the boy, so her size and bulk would have to do. She was able to make contact as the boy tried to dodge her charge but he wasn't completely unscathed. Slowing to a clumsy stop, mud spraying her white coat and rain obscuring her vision, she grunted and roared again as she turned around and swiped toward the boy, long, sharp claws scoring the tree that was between them, leaving long, deep gashes in the wake of her attack. Seeking to get around the tree, she stepped around it and reared up with the intent on slamming her paws onto the ground as close to him as she could get without outright flattening him. With any luck, at least she'd potentially be able to blind him with the mud that sprayed from the ground. Saga vs Kenway for Raid: Dominance Round: 2/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Large species Build: Heavy Skills: Beginner Fighter & Advanced Intellectual Specialty: Saga

She moved fast for someone so big and despite his facing heart and the small yelp that left his chest when she swiped at the tree leaving deep gouges in the trunk, his tail gave a little excited wave, it would be pretty cool to have met under other circumstances and just talked or had a friendly spar. But now wasn't the time to be getting distracted or asking for playdates, they still had to find those chickens!

A bear on two legs was more familiar to him than a bear on four, and while there was no cliff to push her over, the ground was slippery and wet. He remembered his mum's lesson could be used against him here, it wasn't advisable to get under her where she could flop on him, so he darted to her left, biting at an ankle and hoping his momentum would be enough to pull her off balance. Nothing quite hard or mean enough to draw blood.

"speech"

Kenway vs Saga for Dominance (Raid)
Round 2/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Intellectual
Specialty:
(raiders have a bard)

And the winner is...

Flurry

Dagrún must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Dagrún Attack Roll: 54 Defense Roll: 25 Agility Roll: 75 Perception Roll: 9 Total: 163 Attack[54] + 50% Bonus[27.00]: 81.00 Defense[25] + 15% Bonus[3.75]: 28.75 Agility[75] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 75.00 Perception[9] + 75% Bonus[6.75]: 15.75 Total[200.50] + 35% Bonus[70.17]: 270.68 Flurry: Attack Roll: 34 Defense Roll: 79 Agility Roll: 98 Perception Roll: 12 Total: 223 Attack[34] + 25% Bonus[8.50]: 42.50 Defense[79] + 5% Bonus[3.95]: 82.95 Agility[98] + 5% Bonus[4.90]: 102.90 Perception[12] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 12.00 Total[240.35] + 25% Bonus[60.09]: 300.44

And the winner is...

Jericho

Tarnish must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Tarnish: Attack Roll: 71 Defense Roll: 55 Agility Roll: 15 Perception Roll: 36 Total: 177 Attack[71] + 60% Bonus[42.60]: 113.60 Defense[55] + 15% Bonus[8.25]: 63.25 Agility[15] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 15.00 Perception[36] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 36.00 Total[227.85] + 15% Bonus[34.18]: 262.03 Jericho Attack Roll: 70 Defense Roll: 89 Agility Roll: 31 Perception Roll: 99 Total: 289 Attack[70] + 5% Bonus[3.50]: 73.50 Defense[89] + 5% Bonus[4.45]: 93.45 Agility[31] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 31.00 Perception[99] + 10% Bonus[9.90]: 108.90 Total[306.85] + 10% Bonus[30.68]: 337.54

And the winner is...

CALLIOPE

DORIAN must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Calliope's maim is successful. Totals: CALLIOPE: Attack Roll: 11 Defense Roll: 52 Agility Roll: 66 Perception Roll: 91 Total: 220 Attack[11] + 15% Bonus[1.65]: 12.65 Defense[52] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 52.00 Agility[66] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 66.00 Perception[91] + 10% Bonus[9.10]: 100.10 Total[230.75] + 15% Bonus[34.61]: 265.36 DORIAN: Attack Roll: 78 Defense Roll: 8 Agility Roll: 13 Perception Roll: 49 Total: 148 Attack[78] + 10% Bonus[7.80]: 85.80 Defense[8] + 20% Bonus[1.60]: 9.60 Agility[13] + 5% Bonus[0.65]: 13.65 Perception[49] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 49.00 Total[158.05] + 25% Bonus[39.51]: 197.56

And the winner is...

KAIJA

BAE-SYL must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: BAE-SYL: Attack Roll: 81 Defense Roll: 42 Agility Roll: 93 Perception Roll: 41 Total: 257 Attack[81] + 40% Bonus[32.40]: 113.40 Defense[42] + 5% Bonus[2.10]: 44.10 Agility[93] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 93.00 Perception[41] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 41.00 Total[291.50] + 25% Bonus[72.88]: 364.38 KAIJA: Attack Roll: 60 Defense Roll: 88 Agility Roll: 47 Perception Roll: 89 Total: 284 Attack[60] + 10% Bonus[6.00]: 66.00 Defense[88] + 10% Bonus[8.80]: 96.80 Agility[47] + 20% Bonus[9.40]: 56.40 Perception[89] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 89.00 Total[308.20] + 30% Bonus[92.46]: 400.66

And the winner is...

SAGA

KENWAY must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: KENWAY: Attack Roll: 48 Defense Roll: 25 Agility Roll: 17 Perception Roll: 76 Total: 166 Attack[48] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 48.00 Defense[25] + 10% Bonus[2.50]: 27.50 Agility[17] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 17.00 Perception[76] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 76.00 Total[168.50] + 15% Bonus[25.27]: 193.78 SAGA: Attack Roll: 98 Defense Roll: 94 Agility Roll: 86 Perception Roll: 41 Total: 319 Attack[98] + 10% Bonus[9.80]: 107.80 Defense[94] + 5% Bonus[4.70]: 98.70 Agility[86] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 86.00 Perception[41] + 15% Bonus[6.15]: 47.15 Total[339.65] + 10% Bonus[33.97]: 373.62