[Gold Flight] A Golden Afternoon: Fianth's Flight! Open!

[magnadearel]

This was just. Not his flight. Severith labored to try to gain on the others and failing miserably. The gold was high above him and still climbing. His breath burned in his lungs, his hearts thudded in his chest. He knew he hadn't a hope, and his rider also knew. There will be others, His commented calmly. He was irritated he was so far behind. What had he done wrong?

Never fear, Severith. We'll work on training. Thankfully dragons had short memories. In a couple days the brown wouldn't even remember the flight.


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Brown Severith
Base: 40
Age: 2 Turns (+3)
Size: Average (+5)
HR resident (+5)
Total: 53

Strength: 9
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 11
Wits: 13

Rolls
Roll 1: 9+10= 7/19
Roll 2: (s)9 +(d)10 +(w)13= 6/32
Roll 3: (dex)10 +(str)9 +(stm)11 =24/30
Roll 4: Missed
Roll 5: (str)9 +(stm)11= 20/20
Totals: 7 +6 +24 -3(krah) +0 +20= 54  

[SilverLutz]

Lireloth angled himself almost as severely as Fianth had, beating his wings fiercely to keep up. Her size and strength outmatched his own as well as the other males gathered and she left them behind, climbing higher and higher. Lireloth was nearly wheezing for air due to how thin it was up here. It was even higher than they flew to fight Thread! And yet still she climbed and still they gave chase, the lithe brown staying true to his word and giving his all at the end.

Although his lungs were heaving and hearts were pounding and muscles screaming, Lireloth's purple gaze was fixed solely on his golden, glittering prize. She was so close and yet so far and oh, he burned for her to choose him! To share in the glory and pride of a clutch was a dream he hadn't realized he had until this very flight and he knew that even if he failed here he would try, try again until he succeeded. But he felt like he had a better chance than some of the males here who were far too rude and cruel in their ways of speaking to catch Fianth's attention, so at least the crowd had thinned marginally.

I will catch you, Fianth, and together we shall give High Reaches a clutch like no other! How could any dragon with three parents fail? Come, shining Fianth, it is time for you to rest and rely on me. He pushed himself further, his own words giving him more desire to catch the twinkling gold. Oh, but wouldn't Thella be surprised!

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Base points for brown: 40pts
Between 6-15 turns: +7 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
A High Reaches resident: +5pts
Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts

Total points: 67

Strength: 11
Speed: 18
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 19
Wits: 9

Round 1: 8
Round 2: 4
Round 3: 21 - 3
Round 4: 44
Round 5: 27
Total: 101  

[Meepfur]

Zijianth might not have the same endurance as other, bulkier bronzes, but he had more than enough for this. Not even the loss of the ichor dripping down his flank could keep him from driving higher, chasing the burning star that was Fianth. Even if she could never truly be his, he could give her these moments, give her what she needed most right now, and in turn hold the memory of her warmth and glow for always. He longed to catch her before she fell, to twine his long, sinuous body around hers, to carry her safely down on the strength of his large wings.

He thrummed his desires at the ascending Queen as he followed her still higher, spinning tightly in his upward path, light glistening on his bright hide. See him! See how he wanted, see that he was worthy, that he could be exactly what she needed. Come, shining sun. Let me hold you as you set, just this once.

An uneven smile creased A'ryx's face at Olliah's response, and he had to suppress the urge to reach as his dragon did... "Maybe a few."

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Zijianth's Stats
Base points for bronze: 45pts
Between 6-15 turns: +7 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
A High Reaches resident: +5pts
Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts
Total: 72

Strength: 10
Speed: 18
Dexterity: 14
Stamina: 16
Wits: 14
Strength+Stamina=26

First Roll: 22-3=19
Second Roll: 24
Third Roll: 28-2=26
Fourth Roll: 40-6=34
Fifth Roll: 13
Current Total: 116  

[Meepfur]

You have many suitors, Lady Fianth - some handsome, or charming, or even mysterious. That last trait he held contempt for, for the spineless, wretched cowards who had abandoned their duty. But what about spine, and heart?  Courage and loyalty?  Devotion in the face of adversity?  You have these things, your Krahsujunth has them.  I have them.  We are all three of us proud children of Eveleth, and so I ask you this: could there be a stronger clutch than the one that we would make together? Gold, blue, and brown united, to raise the best and brightest High Reaches had ever seen!

She rose higher and higher, dispensing with the need for words, and he strove after her with everything he had.  The muscles of his aching wing burned with every beat, but he would not give in!  Never!  Dobrokhoth bellowed his determination, his utter devotion to the Queen, though when she spoke again, sent them all her raw lust and need, the sound turned to a high bugle.  He was here, and could give her what she needed, what she wanted!  With every fiber of his being, that was what he wanted. He dared not attempt a showy maneuver now, here at the very last moment, when he would need every ounce of strength left in his wings to do as he had promised if she called on him to catch her.

Perhaps it was an impossible hope for a brown among bronzes, but now that it had taken hold in him, there was no letting go.

On the ground, there was nothing M'yk could do but wait, teeth clenched and one hand bunched into a fist, a man full of tension and even a little anger. Olliah didn't seem offended by some of the things said, but he was! Did so few of them have any sense of decency or propriety?

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Dobrokhoth's Stats
Base points for brown: 40pts
Between 6-15 turns: +7 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
A High Reaches resident: +5pts
Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts (unless you're foreign. hiss!!)
Total: 67

Strength: 10
Speed: 14
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 11
Wits: 17
Stength+Stamina=21

First Roll: 24
Second Roll: 37-2=35
Third Roll: 7
Fourth Roll: 23
Fifth Roll: 12
Current Total: 101
 

[Shaddaling]

Irath followed or more or less struggled to gain upwards momentum. He crooned, tipping his wings to lazily spiral. So golden, so radiant and he had given it the best he could and now it was beyond his control.



Rolls for Irath
Irath 67

Strength: 15
Speed:10
Dexterity:10
Stamina:15
Wits:17

Roll 1: 18
Strength 15 + Dexterity 10 + Wits 17=42
Roll 2 =28
Dex +Str+Sta=40
Roll 3=40 -2 beware the Krah
Roll 4=str+sta+spe=
Roll 4=3 (Lost your zoomies didn't you, lol)
Total:=84+3=87  

[Shaddaling]

Ihiannsith stretched his wings, following the golden glitter of Fianth hide and the warmth of the sun and the wash of her lust. He follow her up into the sky.



Ihiannsith: 60

Strength: 15
Speed:10
Dexterity:10
Stamina:15
Wits:10


Roll 1 =4
Roll 2 =35
roll 3-27
roll 4-19

Total=62+19-81  

[Revel1984]

Avroth's wings burned, his chest rose and fell painfully but still he climbed, higher and higher, all the better for a strong clutch for Fianth. He saw Krah ahead, his hearts bled for the blue, he wanted so very badly to not only catch Fianth for Lust's sakes, but for a clutch for a blue to parent over, a good, strong, loving clutch, Fianth and Krasujunth deserved nothing less than loving, his hearts sank a little when Fianth mentioned standing out from the crowd, that is something Avroth had never done, except for perhaps standing out for being so exceedingly average. It didn't stop him from trying though.

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Base points for brown: 40pts
- Between 16-45 turns: +10 points
- Average/Normal: +5 points
- A High Reaches resident: +5pts
- Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts
= 65

Strength: 14
Speed: 11
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 15
Wits: 15

1. Strength 14 + Speed 11 = 25 (rolled 3)
2. Strength 14 + Dexterity 10 + Wits 15 = 39 (rolled 9)
3. Dexterity 10 + Strength 14 + Stamina 15 = 39 (rolled 23... -2 for Krah attack)
4. Stamina 15 + Strength 14 + Speed 11 = 40 (rolled 35... -3 for Krah attack)
5. Stamina 15 + Strength 14 = 29 (rolled 22)  

[Sinders Path]

Throughout the flight the big brown had managed to stay near enough a head of the gold during her run. Trying to keep ahead or just behind while tracking her and make sure she saw him. Appreciated him as he sung his affections to her.
But now as the flight reached it's crescendo he could think of no fancy moves or clever flight tricks to win her eye. In trying he feared his agility would let him down. So instead he did the only thing that he could think of.

Slightly ahead of her path he stopped dead in mid air, beating his wings to hold steady, his pale brown hide catching the sunlight. A very clear statement. Look at me, here I am in all my glory. If she wanted him all she had to do was fly within reach and he would catch her. However if she dodged around the position he held in the sky would mean that turning to peruse her , or pulling a fast turn in the air would likely be beyond him.

This was his last ditch effort.

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Nimueh smiled. Olliah was beautiful, and they were almost the same age meaning that even though she had not gotten close enough to call her friend they had a passing mutual nodding acquaintance. And she had always appreciated the women's caring and generous spirit. She had the same aura as many healers that Nim knew and that alone was enough to make her attractive. Nim laughed lightly when she promised she believed her.

"If that is the case dear Olliah, all you have to do is take my hand and we can go somewhere more privet."

She held out her hand again, welcoming, inviting without pushing her too hard. In this manner both dragon and rider showed their similarities. Neither were overly demanding or pushy, they would not put down others to take center stage, but neither were they shy about making their intentions and desires known. Even without the added push of the throbbing heat of flight lust.



Round 1: 18+10= 28 Result: 21-3=18
Round 2: 18+12+13= 43 Result: 43-6= 37
Round 3: 18+12+17=47 Result: 4
Round 4: 18+10+17= 35 Result: 22
Round 5: 18+17= 35 Result 4

Final total!: 85

Base Points Brown: 40pts
-Between 16-45 Turns: +10 points
-Fit/Motivated: +10
-High Reaches Native: +5
-Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts

Strength: 18
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 12
Stamina: 17
Wits: 13  

[Sinders Path]

Vagarath was ashamed of himself he had lost his momentum after his initial start and now each new move and twist the queen made seemed to leave him a little further behind.
But Vagarath was the sort of dragon that didn't believe in starting anything you couldn't finish. Despite the ichor that had coated most of his side just under his right wing he continued. With every determined beat of his wing more dragon blood rained into the weyr bowel below but he ignored it.

Over all he managed to keep close enough to Fianth once even nipping at her tail and all he could do was throw the last of his energy into the climb while taking some inspiration from the fiery blue Krah. He lashed out with his tail, aiming to batter any other males that got too close and thin the ranks of the final suitors further.

He also noted some of the dragons around him bowing out of their own accord, some even dragging hated rivals with them, other simply unable to keep up the needed stamina. Vagarath snorted, let them retreat, he was not done till Fianth locked claws with her chosen.

He kept flying.



Round 1: 16+14 =30 Result 28-6=22
Round 2: 16+12+17 =45 Result: 18
Round 3: 16+12+16=44 Result: 18-2=16
Round 4: 16+14+16=46 Result: 12
Round 5: 16+16=32 Result: 3

Final Total!: 71

Base points for bronze: 45pts
Between 16-45 turns: +10 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
A High Reaches resident: +5pts
Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts

Total 75
Strength: 16
Speed: 14
Dexterity: 12
Stamina: 16
Wits: 17  

[Smerdle]

He didn't need breath to speak, none of them did, but Rixth found that he couldn't anyway. All of his focus was on speed, height, the chase, faster and faster through the thinning air. He wasn't equipped with the bravery and devotion these weyr dragons had, but he did possess worldliness, charm, and vigor, qualities he clearly believed were more important. Despite his growing exhaustion, he twirled and spun like a plume of water, his hide catching the light as he gracefully cut off a handful of his fellows and was outpaced in turn by a different group. It was anyone's flight to win, and even though it would displease his rider if he caught Fianth and they were forced to stay for a time, Rixth wasn't about to give up.

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Rixth's Stats

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Bronze: 45pts
15 turns: +7 points
Fit: +10 points
Unaffiliated: +1
Respectful and Polite: +5pts
Total: 68

Strength: 16
Speed: 14
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 17
Wits: 11

1. str + spd = 16 + 14 = 30 // 24 - 2 = 22
2. str + dex + wits = 16 + 10 + 11 = 37 // 13
3. dex + str + sta = 10 + 16 + 17 = 43 // 23 - 2 // 21
4. sta + str + spd = 17 + 16 + 14 = 47 // 37 - 2 // 35
5. sta + str = 17 + 16 // 23

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[medigel]

Up and up and up--! Fighting gravity made his wings feel like they were being torn off, but Argoth couldn't stop now. Not now, not with her getting close! He couldn't sing anymore, but a loud screech left him all the same: frustration, pain, lust, need, a begging keen no self-respecting dragon should have uttered, much less in the face of a rising queen. But the bad air was out now, and the brown set his jaw as he raced to catch Fianth. No more words? No more words, then. He was half-mindless anyway and could only send base emotions to her, the ended warsong still beating in his hearts.


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"Then I will," Ulix said simply, a snarl in his voice. And he pursued.

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about ulix
A proud, eye-patch wearing specimen of a strong man who used to hunt both animals and lawbreakers for holds before his dragon finally convinced him to go back home. Think Gaston if he were a lot more clever. (And a momma's boy.)

argoth
pros: patient, dutiful, loyal
cons: low self esteem, clingy, sensitive
basically a draconic dog with a p good singing voice who wants to be told he's a good boy

stats (base brown [40], between 16-45 [10], fit/motivated [10], hr resident [5], respectful/polite/kind/loving [5] = 70)
STR: 15
SPD: 15
DEX: 15
STAM: 20
WITS: 5

rolls
Round 1: 16/30 (-3)
Round 2: 2/35
Round 3: 27/50
Round 4: 45/50
Round 5: 22/35
TOTAL: 112

 

[houllow]

Higher and higher she rose into the sky, like the sun she was, and beneath her Soheith felt the cast of her shadow. It was loving and warm, if not for him at all, and he basked faintly in honor and respect. This flight had never truly been about catching her, no - it was to understand himself, understand her - and to honor the blue that so frantically chased the rising gold. It caused his hearts to sing in awe, and he pounded his wings in an effort to keep up. There was no way, he understood this, but still! To be able to share the sky with such dragons - those who shared such devotion, it was humbling. He should, and eventually would be thankful just for that but oh! How it would be to catch her eye and catch her!

To understand for a moment how the needs of the body could overcome the needs of the heart, and how the warrior blue was far stronger a dragon than any other beast on Pern. Perhaps when this was all over, before he said his good-byes and returned to the open skies of Pern, the beautiful sun and her endless sky would allow him an audience. To thank them, to honor them - to know them. Admittedly one of his hearts did long to stay, to see the eggs from this union (even if, very likely, they were not his) grow hard on the sands and Impress to their lifemates. To take to the skies as their parents did, to be loved.

Again, he tried to fly but he knew he was too far. The sun was not meant for a dragon like him; the purple remained in his eyes as his wings propelled him upward, calling and singing to the sun. Cast downward! I shall chase you, always!

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As for O'tas, he was in a similar (metaphorical) boat as his dragon. There was no way someone as awkward and goofy like him had a chance with Olliah. She was....absolutely beautiful, that much he knew, and part of him wasn't sure if it was the flightlust talking or his honest opinion. It'd occurred to him, at the back of his mind, that while he may not have ever had a name to place with her face he certainly knew her and knew of her. The Weyrwoman Second, a hard worker and a woman who....was kind and gentle and -

The crowd of men were gathering, pushing, and O'tas did his best not to get swept up with it all. Certainly he wanted Olliah, how could he deny how much Soheith wanted Fianth flying above, but after this? Could he look at her the same? Would he look at her the same?

All signs pointed to yes, as his heart pounded in his chest. O'tas wished to catch her, to hold her close and make sure she was okay, but he....wasn't impressive. There were so many others...

Uta

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NPC Bronze Soheith, of O'tas

Soheith: Soft and peaceful, he is a small bronze who is often mistaken for a larger brown. Contented to follow, yet lead when needed, he does not hesitate to defend when pushed. Fancies himself a protector, but only in some cases. Was hurt during Threadfall, but has recovered enough to chase.

O'tas: Mid-forties. Often volunteers himself in places that don't need help. Currently helping with chores, because he feels it's the least he could do to thank the Weyr. A little sheepish. Probably still a virgin? Very awkward.

SOHEITH'S STATS:
Base points for bronze: 45pts
-30 turns: +10 points
- Fit/Motivated: +10 points
-Unaffiliated: +1
-Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts
POINT TOTAL: 71 points

Strength: 18
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 8
Stamina: 22
Wits: 13

round 1 21 [ speed + strength = 28 ] ( danger zone hit: -3 ) 18
round 2 37 [ strength + dex + wits = 39 ] ( danger zone hit: -6 ) 31
round 3 12 [ dex + strength + stamina = 48 ] ( danger zone hit: -3 ) 9
round 4 33 [ stamina + strength + speed = 50 ] ( danger zone hit: -3 ) 30
round 5 25 [ strength + stamina = 40 ] ( no danger ) 25

total : 113  

[Nilah44]

NPC Bronze Picassath
Total: 75

L'eo smiled, a small one but still, and he approached Olliah a little closer. Jostling with the other riders to get closer to the woman. "Oh, my dear, it's not so much shyness as trying to remember and savor this moment. Your beauty in this moment will make for a beautiful painting."

Picassath was still in the middle of the pack, no matter what he did to try and get ahead. Oh my dear gold, I must confess that although I'm not sure I have proven my worth to you, I still have strength and stamina yet to carry you wherever you need to go! I can't help but envy your blue mate, knowing how protective of you he's been and how hard he's flew and fought and still will be with you at the end of the night. Though I will have my own to go back to after this, I hope we can share a little bit longer tonight!

Round 1: Strength + Speed = 10+15=25

Rolled: 21 - 6 = 15
Danger zone:15 - 29
1d4 = 2 - Pain lances through you as Krahsujunth's teeth sink into a softer patch of flesh. You trumpet alarm and manage to pull free, but you've fallen a bit behind in the process! -6 to total score.

Round 2: Strength + dexterity + wits = 10 + 15 + 10 =35

Rolled: 19
Danger zone: Roll of 34 - 48 AND total of 53 - 73

Round 3: Dexterity + Strength + Stamina = 15 + 10 + 15 = 40

Rolled: 6
Danger zone: Danger zone: Roll of 11-25 OR total score of 71-91

Round 4: Stamina + Strength + Speed =15+10+15=40

Rolled: 33
Danger zone: Roll of 25-39 OR total score of 103-123
1d4:
3. 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 5: Strength + Stamina = 10 + 15 = 25

Rolled: 5
Danger zone: Roll of 33-43

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Base points for bronze: 45pts
Between 16-45 turns: +10 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
A High Reaches resident: +5pts
Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts

Total 65
Strength: 10
Speed: 15
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 15
Wits: 10

 

[Tsunake]

There, there! Garganth filled his lungs before he roared, wordlessly praising the mighty queen and her stalwart protector even as she began her spectacular climb towards the sun itself! He labored after her, every part of him working as hard as he could. But try as he might, he knew he could not match her graceful ascent.

Perhaps though... when she finally decided to fall...

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About Garganth: Garganth is an immense creature, scarred and snaggle-toothed from fights with other dragons during mating flights. As a result, he looks rather bestial, and his tendency to stay more quiet only lends to the idea that he is a vicious, brutal creature. In truth, Garganth is not the brightest bulb. He prefers the simple and straight forward, and will gladly throw himself at any task assigned to him. He is a sensitive beast to boot, often flinching away from harsh words or insults. From a young age, he was forced to learn how to be gentle due to his size, and he is an affectionate, eager-to-please creature once he feels he can trust someone. And it isn't hard to earn his trust. Those looking to manipulate him will find a perfect target.... assuming they can get past his rider

NPC Garganth's Stats

Base points for bronze: 45pts
48 Turns turns: +7 points
- Fit/Motivated: +10 points
-Unaffiliated: +1
-Respectful, Polite, Loving, or Kind dragons: +5pts
Total: 68

Strength: 20
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 20
Wits: 8

Round 1: (strength + speed) = 13
Round 2: (strength + dex + wits) = 13
Round 3: (dex + strength + stam) = 3
Round 4: (stam + strength + speed) = 35
Round 5: (strength + stam) = 10