<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OCC: Virtue Test!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Compassion 2:  At 2011-06-16 18:06:23, Shimeka (uid: 26080) rolls: 2d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27807)<br/>Conviction 4:  At 2011-06-16 18:06:33, Shimeka (uid: 26080) rolls: 4d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 3 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27808)<br/></div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Combat</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Unexpected Attack Attempt: At 2011-06-16 18:36:24, Shimeka (uid: 26080) rolls: 8d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 7 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27809)<br/><br/>Grapple Test:DMG11L  ACC: At 2011-06-16 18:41:00, Shimeka (uid: 26080) rolls: 11d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 8 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27810)<br/></div></div><br/>“I suppose we shall see each other soon... dearest... Honorable Rock.”  Shizari hooted as she flew off into the dead of night. She left his sight and hearing and sailed silently as the deadly strix is feared for... Up in to the night sky she flew and circled her prey... she kept poor Rock in her sights for 15 long agonizing minutes. Watching him, studying him, preparing for the right moment.<br/><br/>She glided silent behind him... she saw her prey and it was wounded, she saw not the person, but the meat and sinew contained within the raw flesh of her prey. She set her course and without a sound she struck him from behind. Her talons clawing her tearing, squeezing the life from her victem as she flew off with him into the high trees.<br/><br/>There in the canopy... Shizari did feast on every last piece of meat she could pick from the body... even bones were crushed in horrid sounds as she left nothing but scraps of torn cloth, which she collected and distributed in the highest branches before flying off to towards Her beloved Mates camp... Her form changing as she neared, shrinking and condensing. The white feathers turning once again black as she took upon the shape of a the Raven... and flew to a spot near the camp so she could see what there was to see...<br/><br/>Shizari was a cautious one... she watched them in plain sight amongst the other birds. Resting as she did from time to time... and watching. Waiting to see their activities, their movements... their routines. She was soon ready to present herself to her Mate... but first! She needed a bath and new cloths!<br/>