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 Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 7:57 am
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Zyphiris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 7:59 am
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[ AMAZON ]
Why do humans always struggle to even handle themselves, she grumbled, letting out a small yelp as her attack sent the human bowling onto the floor, knocking her over too in the process.
Quote: Gzifa is a smol war horseman HP: 20 Dmg: 3 Human hp: 7/10 Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC x 2Rolls: 3/3 Tally: 1
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Zyphiris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:01 am
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[ AMAZON ]
s**t, it looks like the disease was contagious. Curse these gross cattle and their ailments.
Quote: Gzifa is a smol war horseman HP: 15 Dmg: 2 Human hp: 5/10 Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC x 2Rolls: 3/3 Tally: 1
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Zyphiris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:02 am
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[ AMAZON ]
Gzifa decided that she didn't want this one for keeping too much after all, but at least she could bring it back and think about what to do with it. Maybe Famine would trade it for something, but not after she claimed some part of it as a trophy first...
Quote: Gzifa is a smol war horseman HP: 10 Dmg: 5 Human hp: 0/10 Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC x 2Rolls: 3/3 War Tally: 2 hooman
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Zyphiris rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:24 am
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[ CANADIAN WILDS ]
Quote: 1. You wander around the expansive forest and encounter a weird setup - it seems like a bunch of square things with humans around them. They're not houses, it's smaller, and there's clusters of Human families gathered around fires. You wander upt o one of them. - ATTACK THEM: They panic and run away like seagulls. You end up with no captured humans. - TALK TO THEM: You try to strike up a conversation. They start singing and invite you to sing and before you know it you walk out with a toasted marshmallow and not much of anything else.
This was a disaster. Perhaps ever returning to the tower was just a mistake. Where was his palace? His servants? What were those clothes? he stared in disgust.
Where was Guowei when he needed someone to whine to...
Qiuyang flipped his hair dramatically, sighing the most facetious sigh. He supposed he could always get the slaves to redo his nails and hair later. Only the pretty ones though, he deserved to be only surrounded by beautiful things.
- - -
Why. Why did it have to be raining. Now he needed to gather more slaves to do his laundry for him too.
But look at what he had arrived at. How quaint.
Alas, none of them were beautiful enough to meet his standards, so he decided to grace them with his presence instead. Conquest was not just about war and dominance, but the number of broken hearts left in his wake too.
He tasted plenty of marshmallows by the time he was done.
Quote: Qiuyang is a prissy conquest noble HP: 40 Dmg: - Fear: T1 BC, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 1/3 Conquest Tally:
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Zyphiris rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:34 am
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[ CANADIAN WILDS ]
Quote: 1. You wander around the expansive forest and encounter a weird setup - it seems like a bunch of square things with humans around them. They're not houses, it's smaller, and there's clusters of Human families gathered around fires. You wander upt o one of them. - ATTACK THEM: They panic and run away like seagulls. You end up with no captured humans. - TALK TO THEM: You try to strike up a conversation. They start singing and invite you to sing and before you know it you walk out with a toasted marshmallow and not much of anything else.
You know, maybe this wasn't so bad after all. The humans seemed keen to keep serving him with food and drink, serenading him in off-key chorus. He could forgive that, in a few years perhaps they would all learn to be a little more cultured were he to take them all back for intense training.
Except for maybe that one over there that kept glaring at him whilst his head was nestled in someone's warm and comfortable lap. Didn't he know that as conquest, all things belonged to him?
Quote: Qiuyang is a prissy conquest noble HP: 40 Dmg: - Fear: T1 BC, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 2/3 Conquest Tally:
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:37 am
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[ CANADIAN WILDS ] [ BORR ]
Unfortunatel Borr's greatest weakness was a genial party with singing. Even if he'd wanted to murder and capture these humans he was instead baited in with their songs and their campfire.
By the time he realized he shouldn't be singing campfire tunes (even if his lyrics were strange to them) he was several marshmallows in and smelling like a smore.
Next time, humans, next time.
Quote: Borr is a large grandpa death horseman HP: 40 Dmg: -- Fear: -- Humans Captured: -- Other Captures: --
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Zyphiris rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:42 am
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[ CANADIAN WILDS ]
Quote: 1. You wander around the expansive forest and encounter a weird setup - it seems like a bunch of square things with humans around them. They're not houses, it's smaller, and there's clusters of Human families gathered around fires. You wander upt o one of them. - ATTACK THEM: They panic and run away like seagulls. You end up with no captured humans. - TALK TO THEM: You try to strike up a conversation. They start singing and invite you to sing and before you know it you walk out with a toasted marshmallow and not much of anything else.
Smirking, he buried his face deeper into the soft bosom of his headrest.
Veni, vidi, vici
Quote: Qiuyang is a prissy conquest noble HP: 40 Dmg: - Fear: T1 BC, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 3/3 Conquest Tally: 0
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 8:46 am
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[ CANADIAN WILDS ] [ BORR ]
Borr came upon a small building with two doors. He stood, blocking the path with his hands on his hips and staring at the signs on the door.
One was a circle with arms and legs. The other was a circle with a triangle for a bottom. It must have meant a skirt, yes? He certainly wasn't sure why only people in skirts went in that door but he was find to go into the proper side.
It smelled awful.
Quote: Borr is a large grandpa death horseman HP: 40 Dmg: -- Fear: -- Humans Captured: -- Other Captures: --
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Zyphiris rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:03 am
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[ THE ARCTIC ]
Quote: 5. The snow is everywhere, and then you hear a crack of branches and see a massive shape staring down at you. It has no fur, just thick skin, and a lot of it, so must be a human? - ATTACK IT: It takes 10 HP to take down and you take -5 damage after it has been defeated from a rather nasty gouge of its tusk. (WALRUS CAPTURED, GO TO STEP 2) -RUN: Good call, seems too heavy to carry...
These meetings are always such a bother, Seva muttered under his breath, ignoring the rowdy scuffle as he focused on polishing the unrefined jewel in his hand. Art is life - he had no time to waste on all these insignificant things...
Except that he had heard that some humans were in the possession of some family jewels, and now his interest was piqued. When could he inspect those already-
They had to collect their own human? Seva grumbled, tucking his unfinished work away and trudged towards the portal. He didn't mind sourcing for his own raw materials from time to time but it always irritated him to be torn away from his current work. Those had better be some impressive jewels to be worth the disruption.
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… Did he need a new pelt? Maybe... but he could probably do something with those tusks. Sickle summoned, he blinked lazily at the walrus. Just stay still alright...
Quote: Seva is a ... rather strange jewelcrafter. He has a Hunter weapon in the shape of a red&black battle fan that used to be a peacockcrane monster that he mostly uses to keep the fire at the forges going. HP: 40 Dmg: - Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 1/3 Death Tally: 0
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:07 am
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Zyphiris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:13 am
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[ THE ARCTIC ]
Okay, maybe going straight for the tusks while it was still alive was a bad idea. Seva grimaced as one of them dug into his unarmored leg, slashing back at it with his sickle.
Quote: Seva is a ... rather strange jewelcrafter. He has a Hunter weapon in the shape of a red&black battle fan that used to be a peacockcrane monster that he mostly uses to keep the fire at the forges going. HP: 40 Dmg: 7 Walrus hp: 3/10 Weapon charge: 1/3 Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 1/3 Death Tally: 0
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Zyphiris rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:17 am
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[ THE ARCTIC ]
Despite his injury, the walrus was taken out with ruthless efficiency, the horseman standing over the limp mass bloodied but victorious. Blubber and hide were nothing compared to the toughness of forged steel.
… He wasn't about to take all of this back though. Just the tusks will do.
Quote: Seva is a ... rather strange jewelcrafter. He has a Hunter weapon in the shape of a red&black battle fan that used to be a peacockcrane monster that he mostly uses to keep the fire at the forges going. HP: 35 Dmg: 4 Walrus hp: 0/10 Weapon charge: 2/3 Fear: T1 Chill, T2 BC, T2 Charge Rolls: 1/3 Death Tally: +1 walrus
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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:19 am
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The smell was so bad that it actually hurt. How does that work?
He was so distracted by covering his face that he didn't manage to hit the human at all!
Quote: Borr is a large grandpa death horseman HP: 35 Dmg: 0 Fear: T2 Battle Cry, T2 Barrier, T1 Battle Cry Humans Captured: -- Other Captures: --
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 9:21 am
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[Heading to THE ARCTIC]
Well, well, well.
If there was a contest to be won, then clearly the Conquest Clan would succeed this day, if Quilong had anything to do with it.
Glancing back at the quiet companion who'd yet to explain the curiosity behind his apparent name, he offered a curt bow before making his way up the elevator and the portals that lay ahead of them. Humans - Qui could certainly use a human servant or two, right? Pride, glory, conquest - it would be his to seize and there was no time to waste.
At the top of the elevator, he studied the options spread out before them. None of them sounded necessarily easy - but that was the sport of the challenge, wasn't it? Nothing worth fighting came easy and Qui would ha---
Wait, who was that?
He caught the briefest glimpse of crimson robes disappearing into the Arctic portal, easily distracted by the flourish of colors as they vanished. Without a second thought, he dove for the portal, raising one arm ahead of him in preparation of shielding himself from the dreadful winter that no doubt lay ahead of them.
As sandals crunched against the snow, his attempt at shielding his gaze proved useful, snowflakes whipping around the handful of horsemen that now stood near the portal back home. It didn't take long to spot the woman he'd noticed earlier, Qui wasting no time in sidling beside her and puffing his chest out, shoulders held back and proud.
"Funny such a dainty thing as yourself would choose one of the harsher climates to work in. Perhaps you'd be better off trudging through the Amazon and letting the strong Horsemen take care of the Arctic?"
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