ShinosBee generated a random number between
1 and 30 ...
28!
ShinosBee
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:33 pm
On another day, Krahsujunth may have regretted the harm he'd done to so many otherwise kind suitors. Silmarath had done nothing wrong, nothing Krahsujunth himself had not also done or wanted or yearned to do. Avroth only wanted the best for Fianth, just like he did. Praetorth responded with more patience than he ever could when faced with an opponent. And Tarenoth realized the difference between lust and love, and respected that difference.
Only one male here left him with a foul taste in his craw, a lash in his tail; there was just one he would not mind sending winking between back to the Weyr in shame. That one had been lucky beyond what he'd earned, and evaded his claws. For a moment his eyes bled red, ready to wheel about in the air, careen down, down, back towards the bronze and fell him with a swift blow. But only for a moment.
The river of love flowing between himself and Fianth widened, swelled with a tide that rose as she did, up, up, up, demanding not that he fight to catch it, but simply...carrying him aloft in turn. His eyes so furious and raging cooled, twisting with nebulae of midnight blue and indigo. Of course. Of course. There was nothing to the world but Fianth. No spark of light nor warmth of life but that which she brought to his hearts. What did it matter if one bronze thought such vile things? Let him howl into the cold and dark void, for surely that must be the sort of place Jirkath resided in, to be so emotionally misshapen. Krahsujunth needed pay him no more mind. He would never be Fianth's choice, and so he was little more than a few motes of dust carried by the wind. And not even very quickly, for all his bluster.
Jirkath might pretend to ignore the blue, but to Krahsujunth the bronze had ceased to exist. His wings ached. His chest burned. He could feel the strained pumping of his hearts. Fianth was silent...but hanging there, like a star to outshine the sun above him. It would be so easy to give in, to let himself fall, catch the thermals and drift back to their ledge, leaving her to her choice...but no. He would not. Could not give in. She desired him, and he could feel it. It h may not come to pass, had never done so before in all of Pern's history, but she wanted him.
Had ever in Pern's records a gold so loved a blue as she now did? And he did know she loved him. Could feel it as clearly as if they shared a mind and shared a soul. His wings tirelessly beat at the air, his smaller frame forced upwards, upwards, towards the place where the air grew thin and the clouds parted to turn day to night with the ground left far behind. The other males fell away, one, two, ten, twenty, until barely any were left on the edges of his vision. And Fianth seemed to grow to fill it, so close, so close!
Fianth...I love you. Always.
He reached for her...!
Mr Cheri
Revel1984
BastetAmun
AstoriaFallen
faesinger
Uta
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KRAHSUJUNTH'S STATS Strength: 12 Speed: 18 Dexterity: 10 Stamina: 18 Wits: 13 Bonus +10 to all rolls!
Rolls: 22+41+18+32+38=151
Beware Krahsujunth! Danger zone: Roll of 33-43 Please see the new prompts below!
1 - Wrong time, wrong place! You pass just in front of Krahsujunth, blocking his ascent. He slips past with a snort, and the white hot feel of claws dragging up your flank. -5 to total!
2 - The blue snarls as you pass near, but his focus is elsewhere...and you escape with a warning!
3. You lurch away upon realizing how close you've come to that blue stormy rival, but he seems preoccupied...though a flicker of a glance lets you know just how close you came to disaster!
4. You edge a bit too near to the blue for his liking, and he snarls a warning at you. Thankfully, something else has his eye at just that moment, and you're spared the feel of his claws...for now.
Cheri generated a random number between
1 and 42 ...
29!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:37 pm
Bronze Silmarath & Be'ren
Quirking a brow, daring to lean closer, Be'ren gave a soft chuckle. "Of course. Why not every morning? We might discover the truth of it together, if you'll but have me." And why shouldn't they? They, who had known each other since even before their dragons had been shelled? She was no sister to him, but a ferociously beautiful woman. His desire for her in this moment was eclipsed by nothing, and no one. He had already tuned out the others, but now he could see only her and nothing else. Bright, brighter, brightest. Glowing, regal, and so tempting.
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Above and beyond his own heart ache was the knowledge that Fianth and Krahsujunth could never be. Not in the way that his dear brother wished. Oh, how he ached for the brave, fierce Blue. Fianth's hearts belonged utterly to Krahsujunth, but her body? Her body could not. The cruelty of that knowledge shook him even as he climbed high, higher still. He gave a mournful keen, the sound soft, quiet. Muted. He would not take away from the joy of the flight. Not for his own broken hearts. Not for his grief for his brother, whom he loved as though he were his own clutchsib.
For Fianth, there was only pure love and endless devotion. No matter what her choice, he would love her until the stars fell from the sky. Until every light went out. Until there was nothing, save the memory of her name, echoing into eternity. You, you, always you. My beloved sister. I know you are not mine, and you will never love me as you do our brother. But for you, dearest of hearts, I would give the world. Certainly he would give her everything he could. Everything she desired. Effortlessly, he ascended.
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Base points for bronze: 45pts - Between 16-45 turns: +10 point - Fit/Motivated: +10 points -A High Reaches resident: +5pts -Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts
3. You lurch away upon realizing how close you've come to that blue stormy rival, but he seems preoccupied...though a flicker of a glance lets you know just how close you came to disaster!
faesinger generated a random number between
1 and 34 ...
3!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:42 pm
Brown Kalikath:
At Fianth's challenge, Kalikath looked to Krah. I have nothing to give you that you do not already have. If it is displays of prowess you want, I am not your dragon. You have my support, my compassion for your beloved, and my fervent desire to have it be him who you could catch. With that he fell back, not stopping as that would be a disservice to her, but no longer fighting to be near the top. You deserve the world, the stars, and your hearts desires. I am not a miracle worker who can give you those, but I have hope your chosen will be.
Ahlalei had finally gotten to where Olliah was, having been accosted a number of times with people drunk on flightlust. She had needed to set them straight every time. Some rather firmly.
Ahlalei saw all the men around Olliah and watched as some seemed to try to make the choice for her. "Fair Olliah, who has been alone for so long, I have no desire to take from you what you will not give. Only to give what you do not have."
She hung back feeling Kalikath's acceptance already of not being Fianth's choice but like Kalikath, she would not do the disservice to the Weyrsecond of withdrawing.
Base points for brown: 40pts Between 16-45 turns: +10 points Fit/Motivated: +10 points A High Reaches resident: +5pts Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts Total: 70
stella cinere generated a random number between
1 and 25 ...
21!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:44 pm
She almost looked like a speckle in the sky, the gold shimmering as she rose higher and higher as if escaping the reality that was to come. Some part of the large bronze almost hoped that the smaller blue stood some inkling of a chance, it was a foolish hope and something that he would make fun of for Sa’do for having but the man had made him a little bit of a romantic. Maybe it was all the love that had been floating in the air these past few weeks with two gold flights and his rider’s puppy eyes.
It was his last chance, or at least his last chance to give some impression that even though he wasn’t the blue he was still worthy of her attention. Stretching out his wings he pushed himself, weaving in and out of the other with surprising agility for a dragon his size. Higher he flew before letting himself drop back down, twirling and in the air before stretching his wings once again to float almost effortlessly in the air.
Dearest Fianth, I am young and inexperienced when it comes to love but I do hope that the two of you will be happy for all eternity.”
faesinger generated a random number between
1 and 30 ...
15!
faesinger
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:47 pm
Bronze Jirkath:
Hmph. It the uppity blue wanted to ignore him in favor of chasing the impossible then Jirkath would care no more. There was no way that Fianth would choose the blue and once she had experienced the greatness of Jirkath the blue would be no more anyway. He could pine all he wanted, but Fianth would cast him aside.
Jirkath roared in response to the Gold's challenge. I can give you all that you are missing! I can fulfill your desires as no other can. You want a strong dragon clearly and there is no stronger than a bronze. Don't let sentiment get in the way of what is right and proper.
Base points for bronze: 45pts Between 6-15 turns: +7 points Fit/Motivated: +10 points A High Reaches resident: +5pts Genuinely cruel, mean, or unkind dragons: -5pts Looks down upon Blues, Greens, or Whites: -7pts Total: 55
Roll 1: speed + strength: 13 Roll 2: Strength + Dexterity+ Wit (32) : 28 Roll 3: Dexterity + Strength + Stamina (37) : 4 Roll 4: Stamina + Strength + Speed (38 ): 27 -2 for Krah! Roll 5: Stamina + Strength (30):15
total: 85
Andranis generated a random number between
1 and 40 ...
10!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:52 pm
With a roar, Lennoth returned the call. His everything focused on Fianth and he beat his wings harder. It was challenging, though. While he was a strong dragon, his bulk made him slow, his muscles working against him in that regard. Still, he tried, giving it his very best. Dearest Fianth, I would cherish our brief time together for everything it is worth!
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Lennoth's rolls
Roll 1: Strength(25) + Speed(7) = 32 = 28 Danger zone: 7 points of 12, or 10 points of 29 (Crap) (rolled 3 - So minus 3) Total: 25 Roll 2: Strength(25) + Dexterity(8 ) + Wits(12) = 45 = 18 Danger zone: Roll of 34 - 48 AND total of 53 - 73 Roll 3: Dexterity(8 ) + Strength(25) + Stamina(15) = 48 = 7 Danger zone: Roll of 11-25 OR total score of 71-91 Roll 4: Stamina(15) + Strength(25) + Speed(7) = 47 = 4 (GDI LENNOTH) Danger zone: Roll of 25-39 OR total score of 103-123 Roll 5: Strength(25) + Stamina(15) = 40 = 10 Danger zone?: 33-43 Total: 64
Lennoth's stats
Brown base points: 40 15 Turns: +7 Fit/Motivated: +10 High Reaches resident: +5 Kind dragon... If lost in thought: +5 Total: 67
demon_pachabel generated a random number between
1 and 45 ...
33!
demon_pachabel Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 7:53 pm
Perhaps it would be seen as a sign of weakness that N'ori would not dig into himself to try and find the muster to posture and fight with the others over the Olliah. Perhaps it was a calm that came from his lifemate, reassuring that she was not a prize. There was no reason to fight when it was they were for her, not vice versa.
"Even if it is not now.....I would like to give you company someday," he straightened out his broad shoulders, trying to not look like a sheepish teenage boy in his posture. It almost helped.
"As a friend."
------ Fianth's desire smacked Meigth in the face, curling through him and dripping through his bond into his rider. Ah, as N'ori attempted to find his own cause, the bronze looked back over the group that still chased - the most important of them all the blue Krah.
So many have whispered their wishes and hopes of what the gold could give them , what they desired or could hope to seduce from her. He had not come to seduce. Though it seemed Krah had decided to warn him that the display he put on was for a taken gold that would yield him the same boon no matter how nobly he considered his chase.
He offered no words to try and prove himself anything better than the others who flew. He only continued to do as he had promised: put on a good display. The strength of his wings, the temper of his mind, and - he nudged a feeling of amusement and humor to the pale gold, not unlike the one she'd shared with him previously - friendship.
------ N'ori Charming, bright, and heroic. N'ori can be considered overbearing, but has a genuinely good heart. Those who smile even in the hardest time have a strength no others have, right?
Meigth A long, spindly bronze with a strong torso. He is noble to the point of Martyrdom, and has an uplifting, confident personality that wants everybody to reach for more than what they are.
Meigth's Stats Bronze: 45pts 22 Turns: +10 points Fit/Motivated: +10 points A High Reaches resident: +5pts Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts TOTAL: 75
The pain in his back leg ached still, but Gareth pushed that from his mind, it was easy enough to do so when he felt the blast of emotion from Fianth. she was the only thing that was important right now, catching her, holding her close for a moment. A strong clutch was needed and he knew he could give her just that, it would make both of their desires, and the desires of their own beloveds, come true.
A guttural roar was ripped out of Gareth in response to Fianth's own. His body angled to follow her up, not as close to her as he would have liked, but still in with the rest of the pack. Ah, but she was lovely with the sun shinning brightly off of her golden hide.
Fighting the currents of air, Gareth twisted and turned, trying to make his way higher, closer to her. Just a little bit longer and then she would make her choice...
Round One: Strg + Spd; 15 + 15 = 30 / 11 Round Two: Strgh + Dex; 15 + 15 = 30/8 Round Three: Dex + Strgh + Stm; 15 + 15 +15 = 45/10 Round Four: Strgh + Stam + Spd; 15 + 15 +15 = 45/34You edge a bit too near to the blue for his liking, and he snarls a warning at you. Thankfully, another rival catches his eye at just that moment, and you're spared the feel of his claws...for now. Round Five: Stam + Strgh; 15 + 15 = 30/17
Total 80
BastetAmun generated a random number between
1 and 38 ...
13!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 8:15 pm
NPC Gr'm and bronze Praetoth
The pang of pain he heard in Olliah's words made Gr'm pause for a moment, dark eyes watching her closely. It was easy enough for anyone to wonder just what the other was thinking, was it to be just one night of passion or would something more come out of this.
Olliah was a very remarkable woman, radiant as well. It made Gr'm wish he could feel anything sexual or even romantic outside of flightlust. She deserved to be given the world upon a platter and have a love just as devoted to her, as Fianth had. Of course that didn't stop the small smirk that appeared on his lips as he was called feral by her, even hearing that she liked it helped as well. "You will have to find out....just how feral I can be..." It was a promise, if he was chosen. He was not a kind and sweet lover, one to whisper sweet nothings into her ear and hold her close. He was rough and preferred it that way.
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Flying higher after her, Praetoth wasn't prepared for the wave of emotion that hit him. It staggered him, the feeling of lust and want that flowed from Fianth to the rest of them. He let out a trumpeting roar in response to her, pushing himself harder and higher into the air. He strove to get nearer to her, to be the one she chose, though he doubted it would be him. He was not the best choice out of these males, only a guardian and protector. Yet that did not stop him from trying.
About Praetoth: The essence of a protector, Praetoth is built like a stone wall. A strong willed bronze who cares about protecting and keeping others safe. He has no time for those who put others in harms way, especially when they make stupid decisions.
About Gr'm: A strong and silent type. Gr'm has been at High Reaches now since Thread returned, but he spent much of his younger time as a mercenary before, and after he impressed Praetoth. Going back to the weyr was strange, but he is slowly getting used to it again.
Round One: Strg+Spd; 20+10=30/7 Round Two: Strgh + Dex; 20 + 12 = 32/28 Round Three: Dex + Strgh + Stam; 12 + 20 + 18=50/11; Out of nowhere the blue swoops in, flying right into your path. For a moment you think you can duck around him, then CRACK! Like a whip his tail snaps out, striking across your snout! -3 to total score. Round Four: Strgh + Stam + Spd; 20 + 10 + 18=48/9 Round Five: Stam + Strgh; 20 + 18 = 38/13
Thaliawen generated a random number between
1 and 29 ...
8!
Thaliawen
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 8:55 pm
If only I could keep up with you, Reyinath directed his words at the gold. He sounded regretful. Avroth would surely notice me. He couldn't help but notice me! And then I could tell him, I wanted to chase him all along. —-
Reyinath’s stats
Base points for browns 40 between 6-15 turns 7 Motivated 10 HR resident 5 Nice Dragon +5
TheWishling generated a random number between
1 and 26 ...
8!
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 8:57 pm
Now. Now it was all about facing her, showing her what he could do. Daring Nessuth decided that now was the time to try and impress the Queen. Why? Because words were no longer of use. She wanted to see what her suitors could do as they climbed vertically. This might get him looked at askance, but Nessuth let himself drop back, just far enough back to be behind most of the stronger suitors. It was perhaps half because he was tiring, but the other was so he could roll his body in a loop before shooting after her once more. His own lust and desire for the Queen singing as he forced his body onwards and upwards. He might not be the most powerful Brown, and perhaps might not come off as well as a Bronze, but OH, he was going to try to call for her, to have the Gold in his claws, and to take her back to her weyrledge. Tonight, this dragon was her showman, and he would be anything she asked, even as he fought to continue a straight vertical ascent, Then let not word, but deed, show you who I am.
magnadearel generated a random number between
1 and 21 ...
20!
magnadearel
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 9:18 pm
Hinburath continued to loaf along. He gained a little more altitude but nothing close to the effort the others were putting out. As long as he was close enough to see who won, that was all that mattered to him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brown Hinburath Base: 40 Age: 12 Turns (+7) Size: Average (+5) HR resident (+5) Total: 57
