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Euthora-Roul ~ Kel en Myyr [RP Thread]

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    Southern Range. The mountains shot up, steep slopes biting the sky with a slow, ancient ferocity. Ridges and caves created natural alcoves, perfect lairing spots for dragons. Sel Durasken and Sel Kohal ran along the range, cutting through it and seperating a small section of the range from the rest. To the east and south, Southern Range, sliced in thirds by the river of enduring mountains and the river of spirits. To the west, a range renamed, the Jeirno range, tapering off before starting anew as a dragon's tail. But the Jeirno and Drake's Tail Ranges were far from where the tale begins.

    The clattering of metal armor. The loud guffaws of humans. The growling of cornered dragons. They were increasingly common noises, and it was even startling how quickly the practice of dragonslaying had caught on. The humans themselves didn't understand it, but tried to use dragon scales as the primary reason. Mithril was highly valued, as was the orichalcum found almost exclusively in the scales of Firedrakes. Dragonhide made incredible armor, as well, as the dragons themselves proved. And as two dragons were about to see the use and consequence of.

    A Golden Firedrake, one of the rarest of the subspecies that had sprung from the dragon considered the embodiment of fire itself, found and herded into an alcove by a few apprentice dragonslayers. The female wasn't alone, however; near the golden-scaled dragon stood a much smaller, green-and-red Illusionary Wyvern. Perhaps it had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Perhaps it had tried to save the Golden Firedrake from capture and eventually death. It didn't matter how the two had ended up together, but the mere fact that they had been brought together. The mere fact that more were coming soon, unknown to both dragon and slayer. The battle that would begin would start a fated chain of events leading to the cause of the dragonslayings...

    *This battle is going to play a bit uniquely. Iri and Lys will be in it from the beginning, but as the rounds progress, the other characters will be introduced based on order of profiles being posted. Wait for my cue on that.

    Chapter 1.1 - Captured Skykings

    Arena: Southern Range - Alcove
    Atmosphere: Normal
    Objective: Defeat the Apprentice Dragonslayers.
    BGM: [PMD 2.5] Boulder Quarry

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
    { } { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } {C} { } { } { } {B} { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Starting Cells are rows B and C.

    Legend
    { } - Empty Cell

    {w} - Wall Cell
    -- Cannot be occupied

    Enemies
    Aaron [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 4
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Blake [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 4
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Cedric [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 4
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3
     
  2. [Iri starts at B4]

    Against a wall, a slight growling noise could be heard from the petite-sized Wyvern as she darted her ice blue eyes at each human over and over again. Her long, sharp as blades claws tightly gripped the cold floor with anxiety. However, this Illusionary Wyvern kept her head reasonably down in order to not attract anymore attention to herself. Glancing over at her much bigger 'room-mate'; the Golden Firedrake, a few thoughts clouded her mind. How could she have actually let herself be cornered that easily? Those wretched beasts....they shouldn't get any satisfaction from our demise....only if- only if...

    It immediately struck the Wyvern; maybe this was the end...
     
  3. Golden scales shimmered radiantly as Lys hissed, trying to warp the attention of the dragonslayers in an effort to keep them from attacking the wyvern and to keep them occupied. It was the only thing she could do; If she flew, they would strike her down. If she fought, she wouldn't know if she could take them, and if the Wyvern would aid her. If she hid, the wyvern would be left alone...

    Lys finally roared out in frustration, although it was obvious that she was afraid. She was too young for a dragon. She was the only one of her kind she's seen for a long while.... she had to survive....

    She MUST survive.

    [Lys starts at B5]
     
  4. Chapter 1.1 - Captured Skykings

    Arena: Southern Range - Alcove
    Atmosphere: Normal
    Objective: Defeat the Apprentice Dragonslayers.
    BGM: [PMD 2.5] Boulder Quarry

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} {I} {L} { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
    { } { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } {C} { } { } { } {B} { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Legend
    { } - Empty Cell

    {w} - Wall Cell
    -- Cannot be occupied

    Enemies
    Aaron [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Blake [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Cedric [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Party
    Iri [Illusionary Wyvern]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 25/25
    Atk: 5
    Def: 3
    Int: 3
    Spr: 2
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 5%
    Movement: 4
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Lys [Golden Firedrake]
    HP: 20
    MP: 25
    Atk: 2
    Def: 2
    Int: 5
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 13%
    Movement: 3
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    --- Player Phase i ---
     
  5. Lys hissed more, looking at the wyvern and back at the hunters. something needed to be done. She finally advanced slightly forward, keeping her glowing stature. "You all stay back!" she roared, claws digging into the ground. Her adrenaline made her body numb; every movement seemed to be like moving mountains. She could only try and intimidate them, but she doubted she was doing much. These small beings were well-clad in armor and weapons that intimidated her. She closed her eyes, then opened them as her mouth glowed brightly.

    [Lys moves to C5]
    [Lys uses Light Beam! 6 INT Damage!]
    [15/25 MP]
     
  6. Iri gave a quick glance at the golden firedrake warily, then looking back at the group of armed humans. Something wasn't right in this death-written alcove. The tense air filled her lungs. Dead silence- a very odd and cruel atmosphere which gave Iri a chill. She began feeling angered at all this despite her being cornered. Anger that some would rank as captive rage. Iri wanted to be free again, to roam freely. But this....this wasn't in her plans.

    Bang.

    Iri gave off a defensive hiss as the firedrake released a blinding blast of light, much more powerful as it looked like. And by the looks of it, she was completely taking things into her own claws. Was she gonna sit back and watch? Heck no. This was the only opportunity for her to advance to freedom. "You SCUM!" She yelled out angrily at the humans for her confinement, advancing forward and releasing a misty spire of poisonous gas from her brilliantly sharp fangs at the nearest captor besides her.

    [Iri moves to F4]
    [Iri used Misty Winds on Aaron ! 100% INT damage!]
    [14/25 MP]
     
  7. Chapter 1.1 - Captured Skykings

    Arena: Southern Range - Alcove
    Atmosphere: Normal
    Objective: Defeat the Apprentice Dragonslayers.
    BGM: [PMD 2.5] Boulder Quarry

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} {I} {L} { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } E
    { } { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } {C} { } { } { } {B} { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Aaron takes 3 Light damage.
    HP: 17/20
    Aaron is Blinded!

    Aaron takes 1 damage.
    HP: 16/20
    Aaron evades Daze.
    Aaron is Poisoned!


    --- Enemy Phase i ---

    The lead dragonslayer stumbled back, raising his shield against the assault. "The lizards still have some bite to them!" he laughed, trying to get his vision to clear. His two companions surged forward, leaving Aaron to use the opportunity to make an attempt at sharpening his blade; he wasn't about to strike a hit if he couldn't see. One of the remaining two struck at the Wyvern with his blade; the second stayed back, doing the same as Aaron and preparing well for the fight at hand. they glanced to the side momentarily as a new dragonslayer entered the scene, attempting to herd a large green-and-brown dragon into the fray. The new dragonslayer blinked when he saw what was going on, but otherwise disregarded the fight, assuming his allies would take care of it.

    Aaron moves to H5.
    Aaron uses Blade Refine! +10% Damage Output. *First Stack*
    MP: 14/20
    Aaron takes 3 Poison damage.
    HP: 13/20

    Blake moves to E7.
    Blake uses Blade Refine! +10% Damage Output. *First Stack*
    MP: 14/20

    Cedric moves to F3.
    Cedric uses Rending Slash! 7 Atk damage, chance of Wound!
    MP: 13/20

    Iri takes 4 damage.
    HP: 16/20
    Iri is Wounded!

    Darian starts at G2.

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } {L} { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } { } { } { } {B} { } { } E
    { } { } {C} {I} { } { } { } { } { } F
    { } {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Legend
    { } - Empty Cell

    {w} - Wall Cell
    -- Cannot be occupied

    Enemies
    Aaron [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blind (2)* *Poison (2)* *Blade Refine 1*
    HP: 13/20
    MP: 14/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Blake [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 1*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 14/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Cedric [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 13/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Darian [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Party
    Iri [Illusionary Wyvern] *Wound (3)*
    HP: 16/20
    MP: 14/25
    Atk: 5
    Def: 3
    Int: 3
    Spr: 2
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 5%
    Movement: 4
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Lys [Golden Firedrake]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 15/25
    Atk: 2
    Def: 2
    Int: 5
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 13%
    Movement: 3
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    --- Player Phase ii ---

    Starting Cells for Ssurronvetr are column 1.
     
  8. Sshsshsh... The great moss-and-mud coloured dragon lumbered into the close confines of the alcove, chased by a human Dragonslayer. Graah... Careless, careless, careless! See, you big dumb rock, this is what you get for not cloaking yourself when you thought humans were around. Unfortunately, though he was in a good position to hide himself, he was too lazy to, leading to his capture by a puny human. How could I be so lazy?! It was only his dislike of fighting that prevented him from lashing out at the Dragonslayer. Slowly, as he moved into the alcove, he noticed three other Dragonslayers cornering two other dragons. Is... that a Golden Firedrake? My, you don't see them very often. And an Illusionary Wyvern with the Firedrake? He heard a hiss from the Dragonslayer behind him, and annoyed, spun around and snarled. Alright, you're just being annoying now. I will take no more - rilt siff!

    [Ssurronvetr starts at cell E1]
     
  9. Lys advanced forward as she saw the dragonslayers retreat, immediately taking this action to go on the offensive. She roared once more toward the dragonslayer to her right, who hid behind their shield. She despised beings like this- being who out of sport simply come by to slay her kind. They've done it for generations to her race, so her mother had told...

    A great hatred for these humans began to boil within Lys, her form starting to waver in the sunlight. She would force them all away, either from this area or from this world.

    [Lys moves to E5! (C5, D5, E5)]
    [Lys uses Refraction! Bestows Cloak!]
    [9/25 MP]
     
  10. The sensation of a sharp blade against nature's natural shield, the scale. A chilling feeling and a heart-stopping one when one is trying to fight. Due to Iri's stature, she underestimated the human and was wounded as a result of her rash move. The mist did it's job, however, it didn't do enough as opposed to this human's simple slash. Iri let out a slight yelp upon being attacked and backed off slightly, considering her next move. "Crap.." She puffed, standing up straight to ignore her wound. "These beasts have a pretty good way of fighting..."

    After moving back, Iri spun in a circular motion and breathed out a spinning curtain of fire around herself. Almost as if she was using that fire as a protective wall.

    [Iri moves to D4]
    [Iri uses Flaming Spire! 25% damage taken away from attacks]
    [7/25 MP]
    [Flaming Spire, 3 turns left]
     
  11. Chapter 1.1 - Captured Skykings

    Arena: Southern Range - Alcove
    Atmosphere: Normal
    Objective: Defeat the Apprentice Dragonslayers.
    BGM: [PMD 2.5] Boulder Quarry

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } {I} { } { } { } { } {w} D
    {S} { } { } { } {L} { } {B} { } { } E
    { } { } {C} { } { } { } { } { } { } F
    { } {D} { } { } { } { } { } { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Iri takes 2 Wound damage.
    HP: 14/20


    --- Enemy Phase ii ---

    "Hmph," One of the dragonslayers- Blake- grunted as the Golden Firedrake vanished. "Cowardly blight, aren't you?" Looking around, he surveyed the scene while sharpening his blade and stepping forward. Aaron was still hanging back, unable to see and suffering from the wyvern's venom. Cedric followed the wyvern, striking at it with his blade again. And Darian was edging away from the Leafwing, holding out his shield as if to defend himself. As if the fight wasn't full enough, a new dragon- a grimy red Plasmascale Firedrake- entered the alcove, whether it had simply wandered by or had heard the fight from afar. The two groups were now equal in number.

    Aaron waits.
    Aaron takes 3 Poison damage.
    HP: 10/20

    Blake moves to C6.
    Blake uses Blade Refine! +10% Damage Output. *Second Stack*
    MP: 8/20

    Cedric moves to E4.
    Cedric uses Rending Slash! 5 Atk damage, chance of Wound!
    MP: 6/20

    Iri takes 2 damage.
    HP: 12/20
    Iri is Wounded! (2)

    Darian moves to G4.
    Darian uses Blade Refine! +10% Damage Output. *First Stack*
    MP: 14/20

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } { } {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } {B} { } {w} {w} C
    {w} { } { } {I} { } { } { } { } {w} D
    {S} { } { } {C} {L} { } { } { } { } E
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } { } {D} { } { } { } { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-



    Legend
    { } - Empty Cell

    {w} - Wall Cell
    -- Cannot be occupied

    Enemies
    Aaron [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blind (1)* *Poison (1)* *Blade Refine 1*
    HP: 10/20
    MP: 14/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Blake [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 2*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 8/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Cedric [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 6/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Darian [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 1*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 14/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Party
    Iri [Illusionary Wyvern] *Wound 2 (2)* *Flaming Spire (2)*
    HP: 12/20
    MP: 7/25
    Atk: 5
    Def: 3
    Int: 3
    Spr: 2
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 5%
    Movement: 4
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Lys [Golden Firedrake] *Cloak (2)*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 9/25
    Atk: 2
    Def: 2
    Int: 5
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 13%
    Movement: 3
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Ssurronvetr [Leafwing]
    HP: 25/25
    MP: 15/15
    Atk: 3
    Def: 6
    Int: 2
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 4%
    Evasion: 1%
    Movement: 2
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    --- Player Phase iii ---

    Starting Cells for Rimierr are column 9.
     
  12. After joining the fray, Ssurronvetr noticed that thankfully, the Golden Firedrake seemed to have hidden itself. He also noticed that the Dragonslayers were all targeting the Illusionary Wyvern. Softly chuckling to himself, he mutters, "Oh, no you don't. You're not killing dragons here any time soon." He slowly makes his way to the swift, hallucinogen-breathing dragon. "IDon't worry, I'm harmless. I'm also sure you could use a helping hand. So here you go." He threw down his head at the ground and raised it slowly. An olive coloured light bathed small dragon, soothing her wounds. "Now, on the matter of the dragonslayers. How do we deal with them?"

    [Ssurronvetr moves to cell D2 (E2 - D2)]
    [Ssurronvetr uses Soul Refresh on Iri: 100% DEF Healing! (MP: 15 ->
    8 )]
     
  13. {Rimierr starts at E9}

    Rimierr came across the scene with a mild interest. Three dragons seemed to be combating some pathetic humans with their pointy little glistening objects. Rimierr shrugged his wings, displaying the intimidating electric blue membranes that framed an eye-catching neon red dragon. Though Rimierr was not especially large by draconian standards, he was still far larger than the petty humans that stood before him. The electric blue wingspan retracted to his body as he eyed his future prey with a powerful lust for their blood in his eyes. They gleamed - no, twitched - with the desire for blood not yet sated. "Foolish humans..." he mused aloud, tongue flitting about his mouth, "you will make a nice, light drink for me, this fine afternoon."
     
  14. Lys revealed her teeth in what would be a smirk as she was shielded from the eyes of her enemies. She released her claws, which glinted brightly albeit to her camouflage. She turned to the dragonslayer aiming to hurt her barely newfound ally, roaring out as she charged. It would have been heroic were it not she couldn't be seen.

    [Lys uses Basic Attack on Cedric! 5 INT Damage!]
    [Lys waits...]
     
  15. Iri gave a thankful glance at the odd looking dragon which entered this bloodbath battle. "Ah...that feels much better, good sir.." She said with a huff, backing off into the far corners of the alcove to give herself a moment to relax.

    [Iri moves to D2]
    [Iri's S-ability Activates! Self Meditation! 15%MP restored!]
     
  16. Chapter 1.1 - Captured Skykings

    Arena: Southern Range - Alcove
    Atmosphere: Normal
    Objective: Defeat the Apprentice Dragonslayers.
    BGM: [PMD 2.5] Boulder Quarry

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } {B} {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} {S} {I} { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } {C} {L} { } { } { } {R} E
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } { } {D} { } { } { } { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-


    Iri regains 6 HP.
    HP: 18/20
    Wound fades.

    Cedric takes 2 damage.
    HP: 18/20

    Ssurronvetr is at D2.
    Iri stays at D3.

    Iri regains 4 MP.
    MP: 11/25

    --- Enemy Phase iii ---

    Credic backed off wildly when something unseen hit him. "The- the hell?!" He looked around, noticing now that the Golden Firedrake was gone. Cursing under his breath, he slashed at the air before backing away further. Against the wall, Blake sighed, but remained where he was, getting ready to fight whatever dragon came at him. Darian made to sharpen his blade again, while Aaron looked up at Cedric's shout, calling almost concernedly, "What's going on?" as he still could not see.

    Aaron waits.
    Aaron takes 3 Poison damage.
    HP: 7/20
    Poison fades.
    Blind fades.

    Blake waits.

    Cedric attacks D4.
    Cedric moves to G3.

    Darian uses Blade Refine! +10% Damage Output. *Second Stack*
    MP: 8/20

    {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} {w} A
    {w} {w} {w} { } { } {B} {w} {w} {w} B
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} C
    {w} {S} {I} { } { } { } { } { } {w} D
    { } { } { } { } {L} { } { } { } {R} E
    { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } { } F
    { } { } {C} {D} { } { } { } { } { } G
    {w} { } { } { } {A} { } { } { } {w} H
    {w} {w} { } { } { } { } { } {w} {w} I
    -1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9-



    Legend
    { } - Empty Cell

    {w} - Wall Cell
    -- Cannot be occupied

    Enemies
    Aaron [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 1*
    HP: 7/20
    MP: 14/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Blake [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 2*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 8/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Cedric [Apprentice Dragonslayer]
    HP: 18/20
    MP: 6/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Darian [Apprentice Dragonslayer] *Blade Refine 2*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 8/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 4
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3

    Party
    Iri [Illusionary Wyvern] *Flaming Spire (1)*
    HP: 18/20
    MP: 11/25
    Atk: 5
    Def: 3
    Int: 3
    Spr: 2
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 5%
    Movement: 4
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Lys [Golden Firedrake] *Cloak (1)*
    HP: 20/20
    MP: 9/25
    Atk: 2
    Def: 2
    Int: 5
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 13%
    Movement: 3
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    Ssurronvetr [Leafwing]
    HP: 25/25
    MP: 8/15
    Atk: 3
    Def: 6
    Int: 2
    Spr: 4
    Critical: 4%
    Evasion: 1%
    Movement: 2
    X-Gauge: [/////////]


    Rimierr [Plasmascale Firedrake]
    HP: 25/25
    MP: 20/20
    Atk: 5
    Def: 3
    Int: 2
    Spr: 3
    Critical: 5%
    Evasion: 3%
    Movement: 3
    X-Gauge: [/////////]

    --- Player Phase iv ---
     
  17. Even when the assault against the humans was going quite well despite some rocky moments, Iri felt rather weak and threatened by these creatures. Her small stature wasn't convenient at all in this case. Her enemies- or rather, her 'prey' was her very own size! Not to mention her supposed allies were much bigger than her and those damned slayers. Despite her furious attempts at trying to kill at least one enemy, all she could do was keep running off.

    [Iri moves to F1.]
    [Iri awaits]
     
  18. {Rimierr moves to F7 [E9 - E8 - E7 - F7]}
    {Rimierr waits...}


    The Plasmascale skulked slowly towards his prey, eyeing it with the lusty stare that could only have been incurred by the inherent thirst for the cold, red blood of his opponents. The berserk looks he sported glinted in the light; a surefire sign, warning his opponents to stay as far removed from him as possible. Rimierr did not care for the other dragons - they were simply rival predators, searching to score a portion of his prey. "Back. All of you. These are mine." Rimierr growled lowly, a rumbling rasp evident within his tone... Would the other dragons listen, however? One would only know with time...
     
  19. The great murky-coloured dragon then gave the new, ravenous-looking Plasmascale that was making his way to the Dragonslayers an odd look. In reply to the Plasmascale's warning, he said, "Huh, I don't mind leaving them to you - but, if I may ask, are you sure you can take them yourself?" He lumbrered to a corner in an alcove and said, "If you think so, all well and good for you."

    [Ssurronvetr moves to cell C3 (D3 - C3)]
    [Ssurronvetr Recharges Mana]
     
  20. [Lys moves to F3 (E5, E4, E3, F3)]
    [Lys attacks Cedric! 5 INT Damage!]

    Lys chased the dragonslayer, still disguised in her shroud of refracted imagery. Her claws glistened with light energy as she slashed forward at the dragonslayer, hoping to rip away any armor or weapons in the process. Her instincts screamed at her to end these humans. They had killed off her race to the point of near-extinction, and she wasn't about to let that go unchecked.
     

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