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She plunged unexpectedly, ready to savage any fool too slow to dodge her, but Loaeth was ready. He waited until she was nearly upon him, committed to the motion in full--and twisted to the side, throwing himself out of her trajectory. There was no gloating from him, no radiating satisfaction at his success. It simply needed to be done if he intended to win this.

It also gave him the chance to survey his competitors--including the young green that had winked past them all.

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B'nar didn't hesitate to approach once he saw her, his steps bold. "Nua," He greeted, well aware that Loaeth's hunger was reflected in his own eyes. While his blue saw no reason to spill ichor yet, B'nar drew himself up powerfully as though preparing to do battle. Whatever it took to claim her.

In truth, he had no intention of doing any such thing, but most people saw his broad figure and assumed he was ready to bust some jaws. Best to feed their preconceived notions.
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NPC Blue Loaeth: A small blue, Loaeth is often a moody and solitary creature. Doesn't hesitate to inflict his waspish tongue on people that try his patience--and his patience is easily tried. Is secretly somewhat of a daydreamer. Has an intense focus, and can be detrimental if it isn't carefully directed.

NPC B'nar: Enormous, cocksure, and swaggering, underneath B'nar's boisterousness lies a keen and eloquent mind. He often plays up the role of a dumb brute while hiding his more educated side.

Loaeth's Stats
Blue: 45 points
Between 6-20 Turns: +10
Blue between 10-15 Turns: +5
Repeat pursuer: +2
Rotund: +0
Total: 62

HP: 24/24
Strength: 8
Speed: 16
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 10
Wits: 15

An uncharacteristic unease settled in the pit of her stomach with the displeasure that soaked all through her. Where once there had been curiosity there was suddenly an underlying fury and for one of the first times in her life Seirath actually had a small regret twang in her for how well she flew. Maybe that was why she tucked her wings and simply followed Sobeth soberly, no flair, no real elegance. Just a duck and twist that had her following the smaller green down into the males pursuing her.

Feeling the eyes of another upon her freckled and scale marked hide, Seirath's eyes flashed a deep red color, all purple gone. Having no desire to see the claws Sobeth had turned onto her own male suitors, her lovely brother, turned upon herself, the green gave a snarl towards blue Loaeth. There would be one she would allow to catch her should she miss her chance with the green she was chasing, but in the moment all thoughts of even Erinyeth's dark loveliness was lost on her, washed out by Sobeth's presence and disapproval.

There is only one beauty flying this day and should they believe otherwise more ichor will stain the skies. Her voice for once had no melody, only a rare threat that hung heavily on her flat voice. Seirath focused on following the angry green as closely as she could.

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Seirath's Stats
Green: 50
Less than 5 turns: +2 points
Motivated: +10
Total: 62

Strength: 9
Speed: 16
Dexterity: 17
Stamina: 6
Wits: 14

Round 1: 19/25
Round 2: 7/17

Aleyath had time for one thought before he had to wing out of Sobeth's furious path.

I did it again.

His mind had a very bad habit of wandering during flights, surrounded by temptation as he was, and the flick of the green's claws drew a surprised honk and a Sorry, sorry! from him as he dove after her.

Quote:

hp: 34/35

strength: 8
speed: 8
dexterity: 10
stamina: 9
wits: 7

Quote:

round one (strength + speed) 9
round two (wits) 6

Sobeth wasn't feeling particularly impressed yet, though a certain pleasure thrummed through her at the small hint of hide she had gotten under claw. Aleyath while drawing her ire was now smoothed over with a certain tender approval for having allowed her to slake her anger on him. She'd even dare run the tip of her tail under his chin if he'd been close enough.

I am hardly impressed by the shadows I leave, Ovshth, Sobeth advised, snapping her jaws towards the brown, but not aiming to actually bite at any of his tender flesh. I rather deserve a little polished effort.

Seirath had not quite appeased that unease that had worked it's way into Sobeth. Do not humble yourself for me. I can demand their attention if I must - and I will make more than their ichor spill if I must. Sobeth had knocked her own chasers from the sky out of irritation before.

A temptation that even now strummed at her hearts. Three handsome blues, would one of them fall from the sky for her? She'd consider it less when she noted her Nua was such a center of attention from their riders.

Though Rekamuth would find her similarly snapping teeth in his direction as Ovshth had. Again, not trying to capture flesh, but she radiated frustration. Are you volunteering? she asked in low hiss.

A discerning eye was turned over Mazamath, appraising his very close dodge with a silent rumble. Was that it?

Loaeth's was the closest to hers right then and Sobeth was sharper with the familiar blue because of it when she snapped at him. Perhaps she'd catch an unguarded wing or tail tip to see if she had his attention.

Surely you are all capable of more than just being left behind me, yes? Sobeth challenged, her large wings flaring out. She was not only known for her viciousness, after all, and it would take very few downstrokes of those wings for her to catch the air and go sailing ahead of her suitors. While all dragons were meant to fly, she was particularly...agile about it after all.

Catching up would be a hard feat, but speed was not the only way to grab the green's attention.

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Nua had become the center of attention and that same part of Sobeth that wanted to be the only interest flared as Adi's - sweet, peppy, adventurous and so tasty in those ways - attention wavered towards B'nar - strong, handsome, assertive. "B'nar," Nua greeted the man familiarly, knowing that look in his eyes for exactly what it was. He'd looked at her that way before, after all and it made her smile like a sheepish little thing every time. "Adi, I was wondering when you'd find me," she greeted, pausing as she noticed a much less enthusiastic figure ducking away.

Sobeth's ire bled through her at the slight. How dare! Was she not worthy of braving a throng of beautiful suitors for a chance at?

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About Sobeth

Sobeth is a small green who is usually very mild and tolerates (and even enjoys) the company of all colors, though she is known to have a sharp tongue. Rising, however, she has a reputation for becoming vicious.

About Nua

Nua is anxious and prone to doting and fussing over people deemed to be part of her circle. She is available as a flight partner should someone choose to pursue her.

Sobeth's Stats

Green: 50
Between 6-20: 10
Motivated/Full of Rage: 10 (she chonk tho, guys, don't say anything if you want to live)
Total: 70

Strength: 8
Speed: 25
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 12
Wits: 15

- Declare your target (they must have posted a filled out post in the previous round!) and Roll 2d12. You can attack *anybody* regardless of score. Anybody
- Subtract the 1st dice from the 2nd dice. This is how much damage you afflict on your target!
-----> You roll a 5,8. 8 - 5 = 3 damage!
-----> You roll a 8, 5. 5 - 8 = -3 (you missed!)
-Your rolled score is a base of 10 + however much damage you inflict BEFORE MODIFIERS.
-----> 3 Damage is 10 + 3 = 13 for your score!
-----> - 3 Damage is 10 - 3 = 7 for your score!
- MODIFIERS, MODIFIERS, MODIFIERS!!
--> Because of the HUGE HEALTH GAP between a smaller dragon and a larger one, there are 2 modifiers!
-----> If you attack a dragon LESS than 7' SMALLER than you, you take -2 from your second dice (so you do 2 less damage)
-----> If you attack a dragon MORE than 7' LARGER than you, you add +2 to your second dice (so you do 2 MORE damage)
-Make sure you quote your target so they know they took damage!
------> If you have questions, ask me please!

Was that it? Hardly! Though he could never hope to match the speed and agility of shining, beautiful Sobeth, Mazamath powered after her with strong sweeps of his wings, and a clear, trumpeting call. He paid not an ounce of attention to his fellow suitors beyond fleeting observations about their positions relative to his, purely for the sake of avoiding collisions. Calm as he was about the whole affair, steady as always, he yearned for her no less than the rest.

Make no mistake, glorious Sobeth: I burn for you! My ardor may not be a wild one, but it is a flame that will burn long to keep you warm, and would never so much as singe your perfect hide. Of course, if she wished something less tame, that was entirely her prerogative, and he well understood the appeal.

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The bluerider couldn't help it - she was simply too sociable, mid-Flight or no, to completely ignore someone when they were also standing right there and awfully hard to miss.  But the other bluerider was nearly nothing next to Nua, as she might as well have been glowing like her green in that moment.  Sobeth was a treasure, radiant and splendid in Mazamath's eyes as he pursued her, and Nua was no less in Adi's.  For all their casual air, they did want.  Very much.

"The finding's half the fun," Adi replied with a giggle, "Well...maybe not half, but you know what I mean." Patient and still were never her strong traits, and she paced a circle around the other woman, not predatory but admiring - and would shamelessly sidle right alongside and even slightly into B'nar if not deflected, though that was about as assertive as she got.  Of the two, she might have been bolder than her dragon, but she was still made of sunshine and fluff.



Mazamath's Stats
HP: 30
Strength: 17
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 14
Wits: 16 

Round 1: 3
Round 2: 15
Round 3: 28

Pain crackled briefly up the length of his spine as her jaws tore at a sensitive tail tip, and Loaeth steeled himself with a grunt as she blazed past him and beyond. The wound was not severe, ichor streaming behind him like a banner as he tracked her with a single-minded intensity that threatened to block out everything else. She streaked past them all in a seemingly effortless motion, and the blue snarled with frustration at his inability to match her speed.
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"Adi," He rumbled in reply, but his eyes drank in the sight of Nua's smile, never wavering in his attention. Something changed--a flash of heat in her eyes, and B'nar finally tore his gaze away long enough to see the beginnings of what appeared to be a retreat. "Pency!" The big man boomed, and he could bellow loud enough to be heard over any raging storm. "Surely you wish to do more than just admire from afar!"
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The spotted blue whirled with a hiss, fueled by his rider's callout as be sought another blue in pursuit of the prize. If the man didn't dare risk confrontation, why should his dragon?! He lashed out at the other's side with his forepaws, snarling with outrage as he struck nothing but air.

NPC Blue Loaeth: A small blue, Loaeth is often a moody and solitary creature. Doesn't hesitate to inflict his waspish tongue on people that try his patience--and his patience is easily tried. Is secretly somewhat of a daydreamer. Has an intense focus, and can be detrimental if it isn't carefully directed.

NPC B'nar: Enormous, cocksure, and swaggering, underneath B'nar's boisterousness lies a keen and eloquent mind. He often plays up the role of a dumb brute while hiding his more educated side.

Loaeth's Stats
Blue: 45 points
Between 6-20 Turns: +10
Blue between 10-15 Turns: +5
Repeat pursuer: +2
Rotund: +0
Total: 62

HP: 24/24
Strength: 8
Speed: 16
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 10
Wits: 15

SCORE: 9 + 10 +6

< Why do you think I came all this way? > hummed the blue sweetly. < Being torn apart is well worth the company~ >

Of course, handsome as he was, someone inevitably wanted want some of that meat for himself. Rekamuth tilted his broad wings as he sped up and away from Loaeth, laughing. < A good try, but this breakfast has been reserved for another! > he called as he sailed off.

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Pency cringed against the wall and debated the merits of showing his face a second time or just hightailing it so only one disappointment would be his contribution to the whole affair. He was so glad not for the first time that Reka wasn't a green. The way Adi circled like dolphins did, herding fish before knifing in; B'nar, who may or may not also be a second away from striking out as his dragon had; the one merely watching like it was sport. How could Nua stand it?

Sinking into his usual slouch, he eventually peeled away from the wall as Rekamuth put on his own burst of speed, rubbing at the back of his neck sheepishly. The other hand gave a mild wave.

Braving anything was never going to be his forte.

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REKAMUTH STATS
Strength: 10
Speed: 20
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 13
Wits: 15

Round 1: 1 (strength + speed)
Round 2: 8 (Wits)
Round 3: 12 (Speed)
TOTAL: 21

Her words nearly split his skull with her intensity, and even as her teeth and talons tore into him, Loaeth bugled his triumph. Snarling, he seized her with his claws, folding his wings so they could spiral down, down, down to the ocean before his wings snapped out to carry them back to her wallow.

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B'nar laughed throatily, a triumphant sound, and scooped Nua from the ground to encourage her legs to wrap around his waist. Kissing her soundly, he led her back to her weyr with a swagger in his step that let all who looked know that he'd won the hour.