05-12-2016, 07:40 PM
So- a little bit of an edit for testing purposes!
You wanted two posts each, so that becomes a 4 round mock
2 turns per round (this was the two attacks per post)
NO full blocks/dodges allowed (so only -3 DMG)
1 BONUS roll per character (this is for her RAGE ROLL lol, we'll say it's a possible +10 DMG with the same rolling chances as an L1 attack??? If that sounds good to you)
Lupei
Anglo-Arabian Stallion
5
15.3"
Maneless/Tailless
White fire manipulation, wolf shifting
You wanted two posts each, so that becomes a 4 round mock
2 turns per round (this was the two attacks per post)
NO full blocks/dodges allowed (so only -3 DMG)
1 BONUS roll per character (this is for her RAGE ROLL lol, we'll say it's a possible +10 DMG with the same rolling chances as an L1 attack??? If that sounds good to you)
Lupei
Anglo-Arabian Stallion
5
15.3"
Maneless/Tailless
White fire manipulation, wolf shifting
I'm so glad that he let me try it again
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
TURN ONE:
He’s getting old. Well … scratch that, not old, just less flexible. He can feel the tender ache in his shoulder and on his lower spine from previous skirmishes when the weather turns, but that’s not enough to keep the wolf of the Chamber from any sort of fight. Breeding season is right around the bend and Lupei needs something to occupy his mind and take a little of the edge off, so why not here and now? The spring rains are mostly gone even though this particular morning is hazy with a light fog. It’s not enough to blind a horse, but it is enough to feel the weight of the humidity in the air around you. He’s already sweating in the creases of his belly as he eyes the spotted girl a ways off - she’s attentive and it seems he’s caught her interest.
“Let’s dance.” He thinks, chuckling softly to himself. There’s too much energy to be wasted in chasing her down or trying to keep tabs on where she’ll move, so he’s willing to hit hard and fast without an apology. Thus far he’s been walking, making it appear as if he’s going to pass her up, but he lifts with his hind and rolls into an easy canter on his left lead, headed directly for her right side. His intentions are clear now, so he focuses on her in case she would move - drawing on his inner flame before shaping it into a tangible, physical wave of white fire. The rising tide of blazing inferno is arced in a semicircle in front of him so he pushes it outwards to her, swelling the upsurge until it becomes a beast of a thing that will be difficult for her to escape from either side. With any luck she’ll be caught in the surf as it crashes back to earth, and Lupei will have gotten perhaps a step ahead in the game.
[L3 ATTACK]
TURN TWO:
No time to waste now that the deed’s been done. He switches leads and slows to a trot, heading away from her right side while keeping his left open to her. He’s got a better eye on her now but he won’t be so rash as to expose his front or turn his back on her. There’s something curious about this one, with that hard stare and the odd pattern blacked out in her otherwise white blanket. He gets the feeling that he’s seen her before, somewhere, but he can’t put his finger on it just now. Instead he stops, backing a few steps so that he can lift his front and put his weight on his back legs, in case he needs to quickly pivot one way or the other, all the while trying not to get farther than the twenty or so feet that may be between them now.
[BLOCK]
He’s getting old. Well … scratch that, not old, just less flexible. He can feel the tender ache in his shoulder and on his lower spine from previous skirmishes when the weather turns, but that’s not enough to keep the wolf of the Chamber from any sort of fight. Breeding season is right around the bend and Lupei needs something to occupy his mind and take a little of the edge off, so why not here and now? The spring rains are mostly gone even though this particular morning is hazy with a light fog. It’s not enough to blind a horse, but it is enough to feel the weight of the humidity in the air around you. He’s already sweating in the creases of his belly as he eyes the spotted girl a ways off - she’s attentive and it seems he’s caught her interest.
“Let’s dance.” He thinks, chuckling softly to himself. There’s too much energy to be wasted in chasing her down or trying to keep tabs on where she’ll move, so he’s willing to hit hard and fast without an apology. Thus far he’s been walking, making it appear as if he’s going to pass her up, but he lifts with his hind and rolls into an easy canter on his left lead, headed directly for her right side. His intentions are clear now, so he focuses on her in case she would move - drawing on his inner flame before shaping it into a tangible, physical wave of white fire. The rising tide of blazing inferno is arced in a semicircle in front of him so he pushes it outwards to her, swelling the upsurge until it becomes a beast of a thing that will be difficult for her to escape from either side. With any luck she’ll be caught in the surf as it crashes back to earth, and Lupei will have gotten perhaps a step ahead in the game.
[L3 ATTACK]
TURN TWO:
No time to waste now that the deed’s been done. He switches leads and slows to a trot, heading away from her right side while keeping his left open to her. He’s got a better eye on her now but he won’t be so rash as to expose his front or turn his back on her. There’s something curious about this one, with that hard stare and the odd pattern blacked out in her otherwise white blanket. He gets the feeling that he’s seen her before, somewhere, but he can’t put his finger on it just now. Instead he stops, backing a few steps so that he can lift his front and put his weight on his back legs, in case he needs to quickly pivot one way or the other, all the while trying not to get farther than the twenty or so feet that may be between them now.
[BLOCK]
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