Smells Like Teen Spirit! [Raid]
Raaaiiiiddd!!
10-26-2024, 10:21 PM
And the winner is...
WADE | YSMIR must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: WADE: Attack Roll: 25 Defense Roll: 70 Agility Roll: 73 Perception Roll: 73 Total: 241 Attack[25] + 25% Bonus[6.25]: 31.25 Defense[70] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 70.00 Agility[73] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 73.00 Perception[73] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 73.00 Total[247.25] + 10% Bonus[24.73]: 271.98 YSMIR: Attack Roll: 7 Defense Roll: 50 Agility Roll: 56 Perception Roll: 54 Total: 167 Attack[7] + 65% Bonus[4.55]: 11.55 Defense[50] + 15% Bonus[7.50]: 57.50 Agility[56] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 56.00 Perception[54] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 54.00 Total[179.05] + 25% Bonus[44.76]: 223.81 |
10-27-2024, 12:00 AM
And the winner is...
KAINO | MEDUSA must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: KAINO: Attack Roll: 12 Defense Roll: 18 Agility Roll: 49 Perception Roll: 72 Total: 151 Attack[12] + 115% Bonus[13.80]: 25.80 Defense[18] + 15% Bonus[2.70]: 20.70 Agility[49] + 5% Bonus[2.45]: 51.45 Perception[72] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 72.00 Total[169.95] + 35% Bonus[59.48]: 229.43 MEDUSA: Attack Roll: 14 Defense Roll: 48 Agility Roll: 36 Perception Roll: 2 Total: 100 Attack[14] + 65% Bonus[9.10]: 23.10 Defense[48] + 15% Bonus[7.20]: 55.20 Agility[36] + 5% Bonus[1.80]: 37.80 Perception[2] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 2.00 Total[118.10] + 65% Bonus[76.77]: 194.87 |
10-27-2024, 12:09 AM
And the winner is...
EZEKIEL | IGNIS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: EZEKIEL: Attack Roll: 96 Defense Roll: 8 Agility Roll: 63 Perception Roll: 6 Total: 173 Attack[96] + 105% Bonus[100.80]: 196.80 Defense[8] + 15% Bonus[1.20]: 9.20 Agility[63] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 63.00 Perception[6] + 10% Bonus[0.60]: 6.60 Total[275.60] + 20% Bonus[55.12]: 330.72 IGNIS: Attack Roll: 85 Defense Roll: 55 Agility Roll: 47 Perception Roll: 36 Total: 223 Attack[85] + 35% Bonus[29.75]: 114.75 Defense[55] + 15% Bonus[8.25]: 63.25 Agility[47] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 47.00 Perception[36] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 36.00 Total[261.00] + 30% Bonus[78.30]: 339.30 |
10-27-2024, 12:19 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-27-2024, 12:20 AM by The Judge. Edited 2 times in total.)
Dragon used her firefly's favor to re-roll the fight. NEW RESULTS
And the winner is...
MEDUSA | KAINO must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: KAINO: Attack Roll: 24 Defense Roll: 77 Agility Roll: 52 Perception Roll: 32 Total: 185 Attack[24] + 115% Bonus[27.60]: 51.60 Defense[77] + 15% Bonus[11.55]: 88.55 Agility[52] + 5% Bonus[2.60]: 54.60 Perception[32] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 32.00 Total[226.75] + 35% Bonus[79.36]: 306.11 MEDUSA: Attack Roll: 51 Defense Roll: 52 Agility Roll: 81 Perception Roll: 86 Total: 270 Attack[51] + 65% Bonus[33.15]: 84.15 Defense[52] + 15% Bonus[7.80]: 59.80 Agility[81] + 5% Bonus[4.05]: 85.05 Perception[86] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 86.00 Total[315.00] + 65% Bonus[204.75]: 519.75 |
Ripper
Reaper
Master Fighter (265)
Advanced Hunter (110)
Berserker
age
1 Year
1 Year
gender
Male
Male
gems
172
172
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
10-27-2024, 01:05 AM
"Oh shit!" He barely bounced out of the way when someone came charging at his brother. He had half a mind to jump in and throw some punches too, but he didn't want to interfere with Red's fight when there were bigger fish to fry! His fur bristled with excitement and anticipation as fights raged on and still, nobody had tried to come for him! Irritated, he snapped his jaws at empty air. Well, if the fight wouldn't come to him, then he'd bring the fight to them! And he happened to be in luck! Rue would lose her fight it seemed, as she submitted and fell away from her opponent. Welp, couldn't be helped, right? She wasn't exactly a fighter anyway, she liked to play with flowers and shit. Tippy-tapping his paws as his muscles coiled, he practically appeared to be revving up before launching himself straight for Rue's former opponent. A wild cackle emanated from his jaws, eyes wild with light as his teeth snapped the air on the way to the Syndicate wolf. He didn't care what came of this, he just wanted to have fun! And what better way than to sink his teeth into the flesh of another!? Barreling toward the hindquarters of his would be opponent, he slashed his talons out at her hip in a bid to make his opponent flinch before seeking to throw his weight down upon her as serrated, jagged teeth sought to grab on either side of her spine in a vicelike grip! This was his first real raid, after all, and he didn't quite feel like holding back this time! Ripper vs Iscariot for Raid: Minor maim - back scarring Round: 1/? Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Bone reaver claws Defensive Battle Accessory: Lion skull helmet Companion 1: Egyptian Mongoose, Male, Battle Mutation 1: Shark Teeth - Offensive Mutation 2: Talons - Offensive Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter Specialty: Berserker |
10-27-2024, 01:05 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-27-2024, 01:21 AM by Iscariot. Edited 2 times in total.)
Another one done and dusted, Iscariot discards her original opponent and scans for another. Gaze sweeping the battlefield, hackles rigid along her spine. Razor sharp, coming to life under the pressure of the circumstance. It seems they fixate on each other in the same heartbeat, Isacriot's lip lifting to show the shine of her ivory teeth. The boy comes for her ass, and she feels his teeth make contact, though she's quick to wrench free. Adrenaline high in Riot's system, she snaps around. Lashing out at his face with her teeth before moving to dance backwards, a snarl building in her chest. If she can get some distance, then she's in less danger. The long legged boy presented a real threat, talons and all. |
Iscariot vs Ripper for maim (facial scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Toy size
Build: Light
Companion 1: Female honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Companion 2: Male honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Skills: Master Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: Cooperative, Syndicate has a bard
honduran white bats, chaos & calamity (clam)
Ripper
Reaper
Master Fighter (265)
Advanced Hunter (110)
Berserker
age
1 Year
1 Year
gender
Male
Male
gems
172
172
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
10-27-2024, 01:49 AM
His wild cackling continues as the light of battle fuels him. Win or lose, he really didn't care. This was fun, even with the potential promise of getting his ass whooped in the process. He was young still. He'd learn eventually. Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows. His jagged teeth make contact, but the smaller wolf is quick to get free from him. She turned and snapped at his face, her teeth making contact just enough to make the skull-marked male bleed. Honestly, if he got scarred from his raid, that'd make him that much more cool! At least in his opinion! Not giving a moment or any potential leeway, he continues a relentless assault, getting up in her space as he stays in hot pursuit. He sought to keep her close, pressing in on her like a one-sided room. His mongoose goes in to nip and harass her back feet, an effort to push her closer to Ripper. The young Mortem lunges once more, jagged teeth aiming to grab at the girl, right foreleg outstretched as he seeks to slap the other side of her head with talons glinting in the red light above them. Ripper vs Iscariot for Raid: Minor maim - back scarring Round: 2/2 Age: over 1yr Size: Extra large Build: Light Offensive Battle Accessory: Bone reaver claws Defensive Battle Accessory: Lion skull helmet Companion 1: Egyptian Mongoose, Male, Battle Mutation 1: Shark Teeth - Offensive Mutation 2: Talons - Offensive Skills: Master Fighter & Advanced Hunter Specialty: Berserker |
10-27-2024, 03:43 AM
It doesn’t take long for a challenger to appear, charging head first at her. His larger, lighter frame flying toward her with a bear skull nestled comfortably on his skull would be intimidating to anyone else, but to Ely it made her grin. A challenger worthy of her efforts. And one who came to battle prepared much like herself.
Ely barely has time to brace herself as his head collides with her chest knocking the wind out of her as her body slides backwards from the force. Baring her fangs she lets out a snarl before she eyes his body for a part of him left unprotected by armor.
Moving with a predatory grace she feigns like she’s about to attack his left shoulder but at the last second she turns her head and snaps at his side/stomach area, aiming to sink her teeth into his soft flesh.
Ely vs Enki for Dominance (Raid)
Round 1/1
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Collar
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather Back Armor
Companion 1: Red-tailed Hawk, Male, Battle
Skills: Expert Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Juggernaut
Elysia "Ely" Saxe is a Mature 3-3-3 Rated Character. Plot at your own risk.
10-27-2024, 01:29 PM
And the winner is...
Flare | Enyo must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Flare: Attack Roll: 82 Defense Roll: 44 Agility Roll: 60 Perception Roll: 77 Total: 263 Attack[82] + 75% Bonus[61.50]: 143.50 Defense[44] + 20% Bonus[8.80]: 52.80 Agility[60] + 5% Bonus[3.00]: 63.00 Perception[77] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 77.00 Total[336.30] + 50% Bonus[168.15]: 504.45 Enyo: Attack Roll: 22 Defense Roll: 68 Agility Roll: 92 Perception Roll: 25 Total: 207 Attack[22] + 95% Bonus[20.90]: 42.90 Defense[68] + 5% Bonus[3.40]: 71.40 Agility[92] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 92.00 Perception[25] + 10% Bonus[2.50]: 27.50 Total[233.80] + 35% Bonus[81.83]: 315.63 |
10-27-2024, 03:47 PM
A... weasel? A weasel at her heels, driving Iscariot forward. Though she kicks out at the beast, it's fast, and she's not interested in dropping her primary target to deal with it. Still, it leaves her closer to the boy than she wants to be. Snapping and snarling, Iscariot lunges for his neck. If she's going to be close, then she may as well make the best of it. Savage as she moves in, otherworldly noises coming from the tiny creature. The sting of talons upside her head, leaving a ringing in her ears as she takes the blow. Once the adrenaline faded from her system, the girl would be in pain. For now? Relentless is the name of the game. |
Iscariot vs Ripper for maim (facial scarring)
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Toy size
Build: Light
Companion 1: Female honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Companion 2: Male honduran white bat; 4" wingspan (perception)
Skills: Master Hunter & Expert Fighter
Specialty: Cooperative, Syndicate has a bard
honduran white bats, chaos & calamity (clam)
10-27-2024, 09:42 PM
Resin used her firefly's favor to re-re-roll the fight. NEW RESULTS
And the winner is...
MEDUSA | KAINO must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: KAINO: Attack Roll: 64 Defense Roll: 31 Agility Roll: 74 Perception Roll: 9 Total: 178 Attack[64] + 115% Bonus[73.60]: 137.60 Defense[31] + 15% Bonus[4.65]: 35.65 Agility[74] + 5% Bonus[3.70]: 77.70 Perception[9] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 9.00 Total[259.95] + 35% Bonus[90.98]: 350.93 MEDUSA: Attack Roll: 95 Defense Roll: 42 Agility Roll: 44 Perception Roll: 72 Total: 253 Attack[95] + 65% Bonus[61.75]: 156.75 Defense[42] + 15% Bonus[6.30]: 48.30 Agility[44] + 5% Bonus[2.20]: 46.20 Perception[72] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 72.00 Total[323.25] + 65% Bonus[210.11]: 533.36 |
10-27-2024, 09:42 PM
And the winner is...
ENKI | ELY must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: ENKI: Attack Roll: 48 Defense Roll: 4 Agility Roll: 43 Perception Roll: 75 Total: 170 Attack[48] + 30% Bonus[14.40]: 62.40 Defense[4] + 15% Bonus[0.60]: 4.60 Agility[43] + 30% Bonus[12.90]: 55.90 Perception[75] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 75.00 Total[197.90] + 35% Bonus[69.27]: 267.17 ELY: Attack Roll: 6 Defense Roll: 8 Agility Roll: 20 Perception Roll: 82 Total: 116 Attack[6] + 50% Bonus[3.00]: 9.00 Defense[8] + 10% Bonus[0.80]: 8.80 Agility[20] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 20.00 Perception[82] + 20% Bonus[16.40]: 98.40 Total[136.20] + 35% Bonus[47.67]: 183.87 |
10-27-2024, 09:48 PM
And the winner is...
ISACRIOT | RIPPER must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: RIPPER: Attack Roll: 4 Defense Roll: 1 Critical fail! Agility Roll: 45 Perception Roll: 25 Total: 75 Attack[4] + 90% Bonus[3.60]: 7.60 Defense[1] + 5% Bonus[0.05]: 1.05 Agility[45] + 5% Bonus[2.25]: 47.25 Perception[25] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 25.00 Total[80.90] + 35% Bonus[28.32]: 109.22 ISACRIOT: Attack Roll: 36 Defense Roll: 84 Agility Roll: 24 Perception Roll: 13 Total: 157 Attack[36] + 25% Bonus[9.00]: 45.00 Defense[84] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 84.00 Agility[24] + 15% Bonus[3.60]: 27.60 Perception[13] + 20% Bonus[2.60]: 15.60 Total[172.20] + 60% Bonus[103.32]: 275.52 |
10-28-2024, 10:23 AM
The thrill of the battle pulsed through him, and he couldn't resist the temptation to leave his mark—a jagged tear across her throat, a reminder of him. He stood over her, his breath a harsh hiss as his gaze bore down, relishing the blood staining his fangs. With an almost feline-like snarl, Redrum launched the woman from his grip, her body arcing through the air before she hit the ground in a heap. Not that it was any of his concern.
But just as he began to savor the aftermath, a flicker of motion caught his eye—Erebos, defeated by a monochrome female. The sight stirred something within him, and his jaws snapped together, muscles twitching with anticipation. This one was different, stronger, a challenge worth his time. Maybe she’d look good in red, that blank canvas of her’s.
Without a backward glance, he surged forward, his massive form barreling across the ground toward his new prey. The thrill built anew, sharper, darker, as he closed in, golden eyes fixed on the monochrome female. Fangs bared wide, the young brute attempted to seize her nape and bring her to the ground if he could.
Redrum vs Absinth for Minor Maim (Scarring)
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Feline claw fittings
Defensive Battle Accessory: Feline mask
Companion 1: Merlin Falcon, Female - Perception
Companion 2: Merlin Falcon, Male - Perception
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Knight
Redrum speaks in third person, known as illeism.
He deals with neurological issues from head trauma,
Causing disruptions in speech and movement,
Making him appear twitchy, with uncontrollable tics affecting every muscle.
Assume he isn't wearing his skull mask unless specified.
10-28-2024, 10:38 AM
Absinth stood victorious, her posture cold and calculating as she watched her opponent, blood staining his ass where her knife had left its mark. Her gaze was sharp, unflinching, as she tilted her head ever so slightly, studying her work with a detached sort of satisfaction. Her tongue licked at the hilt of her blade between her teeth, emeralds glittering with a wicked blend of mischief. She didn’t waste words on Erebos anymore; he wasn’t worth them. Her victory was carved into his flesh, a testament to her superiority.
Satisfied, she turned away from him, her steps unhurried as she felt a gaze lurking somewhere behind her, shadowed and intense. It was then she heard the rapidly approaching thunder of footsteps. With a moment to spare, Absinth ducked down, feeling teeth grasp at her nape in time for her skull to snap sideways in a bid to jam her knife into the space between his helm and the red brute’s cheek/jaw.
Absinth vs Redrum for Minor Maim (Scarring)
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Knife bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: leather armor
Companion 1: Raven, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Juggernaut
10-28-2024, 05:55 PM
Sultan! Sultan! Sultan! Sephiran’s kestrel was diving down from the heavens, perching itself on its master’s shoulder. Not far behind it, was a rush of ravens soaring through the sky, cawing a symphony of chaos and alarm. Wolves, approaching from the South! A group! A group! Within seconds, Sephiran comes alive- a mere puppet on the string of a manic puppeteer- overwhelmed by carnal rage at the thought of a group of wolves daring to approach his domain.
He summons his panther to his side and rushes out of his lair, an overwhelming surge of animosity and hostility clouding his thoughts. It burned like wildfire, raging uncontrollably within his fragmented mind. His grandiosity is overcome by persecutory delusions- who is conspiring against him. Who is trying to dethrone him? Whose death will come today. Spiraling. Spiraling. Spiraling.
Emerging from the treeline, Sephiran doesn’t miss a beat- he’s loping across the battlefield, pushing his way past the ongoing battles, searching for the leader of the group.
It takes several seconds for recognition to form inside of his mind. Insomnia. Their scent is rancid in the air- a noxious mix of rotting flesh and stupidity. Perhaps the bone queen was retaliating against The Syndicate for enslaving one of their pack mates, or she had an eye for their herd of sheep. Regardless of her motivation, Sephiran could not rationalize with her. He was not that type of creature. As he hones in on her, a snarl erupts from him- it is a visceral, primal sound- sizzling with the heat of his seething anger.
Charging at Medusa, Sephiran launches a vicious assault. With his serrated blade in his jaws, he attempts to body slam Medusa, wanting to use his heavier weight and momentum to dislocate her right shoulder. In sync, he’s thrashing his head to and fro, slashing at her face with his blade.
His panther moves fluidly beside him, flanking to Medusa's other side, to prevent her from pulling away from Sephiran as easily. His krestel is flying low near the fray, ready to intercept Medusa's aviary companion, while his rattlesnake is poised around his neck, to strike at any other companions who dare to attack their master.
"Sephiran Saxe"
He summons his panther to his side and rushes out of his lair, an overwhelming surge of animosity and hostility clouding his thoughts. It burned like wildfire, raging uncontrollably within his fragmented mind. His grandiosity is overcome by persecutory delusions- who is conspiring against him. Who is trying to dethrone him? Whose death will come today. Spiraling. Spiraling. Spiraling.
Emerging from the treeline, Sephiran doesn’t miss a beat- he’s loping across the battlefield, pushing his way past the ongoing battles, searching for the leader of the group.
It takes several seconds for recognition to form inside of his mind. Insomnia. Their scent is rancid in the air- a noxious mix of rotting flesh and stupidity. Perhaps the bone queen was retaliating against The Syndicate for enslaving one of their pack mates, or she had an eye for their herd of sheep. Regardless of her motivation, Sephiran could not rationalize with her. He was not that type of creature. As he hones in on her, a snarl erupts from him- it is a visceral, primal sound- sizzling with the heat of his seething anger.
Charging at Medusa, Sephiran launches a vicious assault. With his serrated blade in his jaws, he attempts to body slam Medusa, wanting to use his heavier weight and momentum to dislocate her right shoulder. In sync, he’s thrashing his head to and fro, slashing at her face with his blade.
His panther moves fluidly beside him, flanking to Medusa's other side, to prevent her from pulling away from Sephiran as easily. His krestel is flying low near the fray, ready to intercept Medusa's aviary companion, while his rattlesnake is poised around his neck, to strike at any other companions who dare to attack their master.
Sephiran vs Medusa for Minor Maim (Shoulder dislocation)
Round 1/1
Age: >1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Obsidian Blade
Defensive Battle Accessory: Bear leather bracers
Companion 1: American Kestrel, Female - battle
Companion 2: Arizona Rattlesnake, male - battle
*Companion 3: Panther, female - battle - boosted
Mutation 1: Saber teeth (Offensive)
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Knight
10-29-2024, 02:42 PM
Lukina kept an eye on the going on's, searching for an opponent of her own. Already the fighting was violent and fierce but she'd seen enough battlefields not to be off put. A flash of motion caught her attention. A large man was barreling rapidly straight for her. Lukina swiftly set her defenses, sizing up the style of his approach. He didn't seem to be approaching her with the same rage and aggression as some of his pack mates and so she opted to meet him with the same energy. While she had no problem dolling out maims it wasn't her style to resort to them without cause.
Lukina jumped to her right, causing the man to pass to her left though not before his left shoulder grazed passed her own left shoulder. Swiftly she turned in toward the man, front right paw lashing out to try and scratch down the man's left thigh before he raced past.
Lukina vs Rogue for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spike studded harness and breastplate
Defensive Battle Accessory: Armor with cowl
Companion 1: Arctic fox (with antlers), Female - Battle
Companion 2: Snow Leopard, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Feline claws - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Anatomist
10-29-2024, 03:38 PM
His knife bites deeply into the battleaxe guy’s shoulder and he twists his head, hoping to leave them with a cool scar as a reminder of this fight. Pulling away, he eyes the bloody mess of the dude’s shoulder and thinks that maybe he left him with a lightning bolt. ‘Nah. That’s definitely a half moon.’ Sly pipes up to which Loki says, ‘What are you two talking about? That is obviously a snake.’ Head tilts slightly as Wade squints at the mass of flesh and blood before shrugging and congratulating himself, ‘Whatever it is, we did a badass job!’
With that, the stranger disappears into the swell of bodies and Wade is left to scan the area for remaining wolves. There is only one wolf who seems to not be engaged in battle right at this moment so Wade gallops across the distance that separates them with a huge grin on his maw. As he closes in, he seeks to charge right up to the fire-clad male while attempting to swing his combat knife at their face. ‘Surprise motherfucker!’ Loki shouts from the depths of his mind while the red teenager quips around the hilt in his mouth at the time, “Surprise!”
If the Wade really stopped to think about, charging toward a stranger with a knife coated in blood, shouting surprise isn’t actually much of a surprise but damn if it isn’t fun!
"Wade Praetor" 'Think' | 'Sly' | 'Loki'
With that, the stranger disappears into the swell of bodies and Wade is left to scan the area for remaining wolves. There is only one wolf who seems to not be engaged in battle right at this moment so Wade gallops across the distance that separates them with a huge grin on his maw. As he closes in, he seeks to charge right up to the fire-clad male while attempting to swing his combat knife at their face. ‘Surprise motherfucker!’ Loki shouts from the depths of his mind while the red teenager quips around the hilt in his mouth at the time, “Surprise!”
If the Wade really stopped to think about, charging toward a stranger with a knife coated in blood, shouting surprise isn’t actually much of a surprise but damn if it isn’t fun!
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Combat knife
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: Bard from Rougarou
Wade is crazy and hears voices that he often talks to; sometimes out loud and sometimes in his head. Don't worry about it.
Flare
Ghazi
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Bloodletter
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
701
701
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
10-29-2024, 09:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-29-2024, 09:47 PM by Flare. Edited 1 time in total.)
He winked at Enyo as he disengaged. Despite her bravo, and her words. His win had felt almost effortless. Her skill had a great deal of improvement to go if she ever hoped to match with him. He didn’t bother to say anything, and in doing so, said with his actions that she wasn't worth the breath it would take. He had proved himself in the only way that mattered, with might. And she was already fading from his thoughts as he moved away from her, and turned his attention to the new match.
A somewhat crazed red wolf that came at him with a knife in their maw. Their eyes were as pale as his own, and he was attempting to swing the knife at his face. Flare raised a paw, attempting to catch the blade on his metal claw tips, baring a grin across his own maw as the new match began.
Flare vs Wade Minor Maim (neck scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Metal claw caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather neck armor
Companion 1: Red Goshawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Corsac Fox, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs (Offensive)
Mutation 2: Thicker fur (Defensive)
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter
"Speech"
A somewhat crazed red wolf that came at him with a knife in their maw. Their eyes were as pale as his own, and he was attempting to swing the knife at his face. Flare raised a paw, attempting to catch the blade on his metal claw tips, baring a grin across his own maw as the new match began.
Flare vs Wade Minor Maim (neck scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Metal claw caps
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather neck armor
Companion 1: Red Goshawk, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Corsac Fox, Male - Battle
Mutation 1: Saber fangs (Offensive)
Mutation 2: Thicker fur (Defensive)
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Bloodletter
6 hours ago
Wild white eyes meet the stranger’s own excited pale gaze as his combat knife slams into the metal claws of the male’s gauntlets. Brows raise in surprise as he eyes the sharpened appendages and excitedly whoops, “Those are cool!” Wade suddenly remembers this fiery marked male and the hunt he had led near the mines up here in the north. Blinking in surprise, he shouts joyfully around the hilt in his maw, “I know you!”
Shoving his weight forward, the large teenager hopes to throw his balance off slightly so that can disengage and retreat back a couple steps. Head cants slightly to the side as he says, “I didn’t realize you were a fighter too. Guess you’re just that badass!” A grin wild and happy curls his lips as Wade is charges back in, blade flashing in the sunlight as he seeks to try and dip around the man’s side so that he can attempt to bury his already blood covered knife into the cool guy’s shoulder.
After all, every really cool wolf has scars and Wade is more than to help with that!
"Wade Praetor"| 'Sly' | 'Loki'
Shoving his weight forward, the large teenager hopes to throw his balance off slightly so that can disengage and retreat back a couple steps. Head cants slightly to the side as he says, “I didn’t realize you were a fighter too. Guess you’re just that badass!” A grin wild and happy curls his lips as Wade is charges back in, blade flashing in the sunlight as he seeks to try and dip around the man’s side so that he can attempt to bury his already blood covered knife into the cool guy’s shoulder.
After all, every really cool wolf has scars and Wade is more than to help with that!
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Combat knife
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Hunter
Specialty: Bard from Rougarou
Wade is crazy and hears voices that he often talks to; sometimes out loud and sometimes in his head. Don't worry about it.