[Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain
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				Title: <strong>[Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 23:00:44</strong>
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				Thunder tip mountain marks the eastern edge of the pack's territory, and is an icy slope characterized by storms and a maze like natural cave network.&nbsp; The frequent lightning strikes and powerful storm spirits in the area make it a perfect place to perform rituals, and it has been used by the Storm Lords tribe as a testing ground several times in the last decade.<br><br>A series of carefully placed standing stones mark the barrier at the edge of the territory, transitioning into shacks or carvings in the walls of caves where appropriate.&nbsp; The urine on the signs makes them unmistakable to other werewolves and most spirits, establishing the jurisdiction of the pack.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 23:03:37</strong>
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				Currently, a metal shack which was painted with mystic sigils to mark territory lies ruined.&nbsp; It was set on fire from the inside, then knocked down once the fire had gone out.&nbsp; Whoever knocked the shack down poured bleach on it as well, just to add insult to injury by eliminating the scent marking.&nbsp; <br><br>The marker therefore lies completely demolished, threatening the sanctity of the pack's territory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 20:21:45</strong>
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				Ran towards the metal shack in Urhan form, steel grey fur somewhat bristled up at the irritation from the in direct insults from Slashes, he wanted to find the vandals.... and he wanted to taste their blood, there was alot to be paid and he cared little for who picked up the bill. He was an Uratha of his own right, he had withstood the test of his tribes he had fought alongside his father... he knew what he had to do, to set things right... but now, he had more important things on his mind.<br><br>[4 suxx on wits composure]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 20:36:42</strong>
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				<strong>Spider, roll a Finesse + Resistance (wits + composure) roll with a +4 bonus for urhan form.</strong><br><br><em>Spider rolls nine dice and gets four succeses. </em> <br><br><br>Little Howl puts his nose to the ground and scrutinizes the area for scent trails.&nbsp; There's a fresh layer of snow over the ruins of the shack, but you can smell the bleach clear as day leading off to the west, into a nearby cave.&nbsp; It makes a perfect ambush point, but there might be another entrance through which you can suprise anyone inside.<br><br>(Spider may roll Power + Stealth (intellegence, survival) to locate an alternate passage into the cave.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 00:44:34</strong>
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				Sangre shifted down to Urhan form, her thick, dark grey fur covering all of her body except for a large scar on&nbsp; her back which remained hairless.&nbsp; After glancing at Zeus, she took off after Little Howl with the dog following closely by her side.&nbsp; Her tolerance of the self appointed&nbsp; alpha was wearing thin and she would make it well known if he continued to allow his emotions to get in the way of the task at hand.&nbsp; There was no reason for the verbal exchange at the farm when more important matters had to be taken care of quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 13:12:37</strong>
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				Started to sniff around and search for an entrance, as Sangre arrived he made a small warning growl and she knew she needed to be silent and that there was enemies nearby, most likely in the cave. Little Howl continued the search but made sure the rest of the pack with him joined the search for better alternative wanting to gather them and see if they could find something out about their enemies, they were reduced in numbers a gamble that he had willingly taken, but he wouldnt throw himself stupidly into combat merely cause he was pissed... he would not endanger the lives of his pack, if the enemy was stronger he would call in the others to support them.<br><br>[1 suxx 3 dice]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 20:05:04</strong>
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				Little Howl remembers a spring a bit further up the mountain which leads into the cave the Pure seem to have gone into.&nbsp; One could gain entrance secretly by swimming through the underground stream, but it would be a bitch to do, and only one member of the pack could take this route at a time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 18:24:37</strong>
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				Kyrie trotted along behind the two, her eyes constantly roving. If anyone followed them, or if anyone was coming--she wanted to be the first to know. Her paws swung along at an easy lope. The scent of bleach struck her like a closed fist, and her lip curled in a grimace that was half a threat. She stopped in her tracks and turned to cast a glance over her shoulder, eyes searching the treeline. She ignored Little Howl's warning growl. She'd not spoken yet, nor did she intend to any time soon. <br><br>The bleach made her nose useless, so she used her eyes and ears instead. Let Little Howl search for a way INTO danger, she was going to make sure it didn't find them first. Or her, really. If they were safer by default, it was no skin off her nose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 20:23:37</strong>
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				Sangre showed her annoyance at Little Howl and his warning growl by huffing and trotting ahead of him further into the area.&nbsp; <em>He must think I’m new at this kind of thing</em>, she thought as she looked back at Zeus who was giving his own warning growl at the self appointed alpha.&nbsp; The bleach made it difficult to discern any scent of their vandals so Sangre relied on her sight and hearing and Zeus’ instincts as she searched for any sign of danger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 20:35:48</strong>
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				It's obvious that the largest concentration of bleach is in the cave not far from the shack, on the forsaken side of your territory.&nbsp; Most likely, it's just where the vandals dumped the bleach after they were done, but it would also be the perfect place to set a trap.&nbsp; <br><br>Weather conditions today are quite good, overcast as usual.&nbsp; There's a light wind blowing that's&nbsp; causing the bleach to mess up scent markers all over your border, although the effect will likely end with the next good rain.&nbsp; There are lots and lots of tracks in the snow, too many to determine much, and the tracks are covered coming from Pure territory.<br><br>The forest bordering the pure side of Thunder Tip mountain is a valley nestled between several hills.&nbsp; It's a young forest, but it's still filled with cover, and a potential fire hazard.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 17:39:11</strong>
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				Little Howl shifted up to Human form and looked at the two others. Whispering in a low voice "I think they lay in wait in the cave... but there is another entrance, through the stream and into the cave, we can only enter one by one.&nbsp; We need a plan, we dont know how many await us in the cave if at all. I suggest we go in silently through the stream and take them from behind. Another tactics would be a diversion at the entrance and a suprise attack from behind. I have yet to learn of your skills nor how you hold yourself in combat, thus I must ask you what you think."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 19:45:44</strong>
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				Sangre shifted up to speak with Little Howl.&nbsp; After looking down at Zeus for a few moments she raised her eyes and replied plainly, "Zeus will be our distraction.&nbsp; He can cause a loud ruckus in front of the cave while we utilize the stream".&nbsp; As if to agree with this plan, the large dog circled Sangre once then sat down next to her, keeping his eyes on the cave entrance.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced once at the cave entrance herself before sizing up the other two pack members in front of her.&nbsp; "I'll go in second.&nbsp; You, Little Howl, should be first and Kyrie should take up the rear.&nbsp; Let's go," she said with a hint of finality.&nbsp; He may be the self-appointed alpha, but she did not want another wasted half hour of him coming to a conclusion on their plan.&nbsp; It was time to take action, not sit around and draw straws.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 20:20:26</strong>
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				Valkyrie, for her part, did not shift anywhere. She stayed in wolf form, watching Zeus with a detached sort of curiosity. Still, look it or not, she was listening carefully. Her ears flicked and she turned her sharp gaze to the cave for a moment and gave a languid stretch, arching her back and stretching her front paws out in front of her. Water. She hated water. Still, she made no protest, only shook out her coat and padded toward the stream, restless eyes searching the treeline.<br><br>She reached the bubbling water and lowered her head, drinking a little. She looked back at the others, water dripping from her chin, her eyes clearly saying <em>I'm waiting ...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 03:56:15</strong>
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				Alright, when entering the cave, determine the order you go in, then roll Resistance + Athletics (Stamina, Swimming)&nbsp; To get into the cave.&nbsp; If you fail, you take five points of bashing damage, reduced by one for each sucess.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 17:45:47</strong>
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				Little Howl nods and goes up to the stream, shifting into Dalu to better handle the physical strain and to be ready for nasty suprises on the other side. Swimming towards the cave through the cold water. It was now or never, he needed this to work, he needed the pack to bond, to have a success. <br><br><br>[1 Suxx]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 00:39:51</strong>
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				The three werewolves crowded into the narrow channel, and swam through it, trying their best not to injure themselves on the rocks.&nbsp; Their efforts, however, were mostly in vain, as the fast current keelhauled them mercilessly.<br><br>Little Howl's health chart:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>[/][/][/][/][][][]<br><br>Sangre Loca's health chart:<br><br>[/][/][/][/][][][][]<br><br>Valk's health chart:<br><br>[X][/][/][/][/][/][][]&nbsp; (-1 wound penalty averted)<br><br><br>Little howl stepped into the cavern first, and was greeted by the scent of blood, as well as the howling of a werewolf assuming Gaoru form while Zeus barked.&nbsp; In the murky cavern, Howl could just barely see the Gaoru with 5 pieces of rebar jammed into its back jump towards the barking...<br><br>(tactical situation:&nbsp; Little Howl is standing in front of Sangre Loca, who is standing in front of Valkyrie.&nbsp; In front of them is a single werewolf in Gaoru form, who is charging towards Zeus.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 11:53:51</strong>
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				"Tell him to run like fucking hell!"&nbsp; Little Howl runs after the Gauru, still in Dalu form trying to grab the rebar and tries to rip it out of its back as it emerged from the cave, hoping that the rest of the back thus could emerge as well and to distract it from the dog, something was wrong, the rebars didnt make sense, this all didnt make sense... one Uratha waiting in ambush wasnt right... either more were around or this was a trap. "Remove the bars, we want him alive!" <br><br><br>[2 suxx to grab the bar, wanting to pull it out, assumed no def was present. One bash should be healed]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valkyr</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 19:02:46</strong>
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				The large red furred Garou was frothing at the mouth, spittle hanging from its jaws.&nbsp; The smell of bleach hung heavily around the raging beast, and it was already discolouring her fur, lightening it to a rather sickly yellow.&nbsp; She let out a low howl, which reverberated in the rib cage of all those within the cave.&nbsp; The beast ignored the pain that was burning through her form, the metal lodged into flesh and bone wasn’t even a minor annoyance thanks to the pure fury that was ripping through her form.&nbsp; <br><br>She grunted as the a shape seemed to leap into view, and attempt to tear something from her back.&nbsp; She growled again, and quickly twisted to the side, her frothing jaws snapped out at the figure who had stumbled into her anger. Her wicked teeth, sunk easily into her opponents shoulder, crushing bone and rending muscle.&nbsp; She ripped her head backward, sending fourth a shower of blood.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>Roll Result: Valkyr rolled: 12d10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Bite<br>Result: 8, 2, 6, 3, 9, 7, 9, 3, 1, 9, 2, 4,<br>For: 1, 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0,<br>Total: 4<br><br><br>4 suxx (2 damage to Howl)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 20:16:35</strong>
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				Sangre growled when she saw the Gauru turn toward Zeus.&nbsp; Ignoring Little Howl, she immediately ran past him and stood between Zeus and the Gauru as she shifted up into Gauru form herself and gave a menacing snarl.&nbsp; She didn’t care about the rebar in the beast’s back nor about Little Howl’s injury; right now all that mattered was Zeus’ safety…and knocking this bitch down a couple notches.&nbsp; As the blood splattered onto her face, Sangre licked her muzzle and immediately felt the urge to kill…and possibly eat this annoyance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 21:52:53</strong>
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				The wolf succesfully grabs the bar and can pull it out next turn.&nbsp; It will deal a bashing damage, but will enable Valkyr's character to heal a lethal damage, if she likes.&nbsp; <br><br>Little Howl's Health Chart:<br><br>[X][X][X][X][/][/][/]&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(little howl needs to roll Willpower (stamina) to take an action next turn)<br><br>Mystery Gauru's Health Chart:<br><br>[%][X][X][X][X][X][X][]<br><br><br>Sangre should roll willpower to avoid death rage.&nbsp; (GT gets +1 xp for playing her character)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 02:52:40</strong>
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				Kyrie hesitated a moment. She was soaked to the skin, limping, and certainly not pleased with this turn of events. Still, she'd agreed--however reluctantly--to be a part of this pack. With that agreement were certain responsibilities. And something about seeing a raging Gauru put her fur on end, and a stab of anger went through her. She darted forward, trying to put herself between Zeus and the Gauru as well and nearly colliding with Sangre in the process. She bared her teeth at the threat, licking her lips and snarling low in her throat. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 00:13:56</strong>
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				Holding the bar he uses the last strength he has to pull it out of the Gauru. Fighting the overwhelming pains from the injuries he had taken. He tore the bar from the back of the Huge wolfbeast before he slumped down on the floor behind it.<br><br>[Wp spent to pull it out, and Little Howl is KO for next round]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valkyr</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 00:57:15</strong>
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				The rage hazing her mind,&nbsp; had closed off her sense...&nbsp; she didn't realize these intruders were not attacking her,&nbsp; they had suddenly appeared when she was in the midst of pain,&nbsp; horrible agony.&nbsp; They had to be the cause!&nbsp; It was only solution her beast mind could cling too.&nbsp; She growled blood dripping from her bleach stained jaws,&nbsp; as the dalu fell,&nbsp; she shifted her aggression to the next target.&nbsp; Her howl once more pierced the cavern walls,&nbsp; and the big female leaped forward,&nbsp; and crashed hard against Valkyrie pinning her to a wall,&nbsp; and in the same moment those giant slavering jaws came down hard upon her opponent's throat,&nbsp; and the scent of blood filled the air and&nbsp; its taste trickled down her throat.&nbsp; <br><br>She tore her jaws away leaving a massive bloody hole and howled her fury,<br><br>Roll Result: Valkyr rolled: 10d10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Bite<br>Result: 3, 3, 10, 10, 2, 8, 8, 3, 10, 9,<br>For: 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0,<br>Total: 6<br><br>Roll Result: Valkyr rolled: 3d10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Bite additional dice for 10s<br>Result: 9, 5, 4,<br>For: 1, 0, 0,<br>Total: 1<br><br>Spending essence to reflexively heal a lethal wound.<br><br>7 lethal to Valkyrie
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 01:12:36</strong>
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				Valkyrie resumed human form as her neck spilled open, sending a geyser of blood across the cavern.&nbsp; A large pool of blood formed beneath her as she collapsed into a pile.&nbsp; Blood coated the walls of the cave, making the floor slick.&nbsp; (-1 to defense for those in bipedal forms)<br><br>Valkyrie's health chart:<br><br>[%][X][X][X][X][X][X][X]<br><br><br>Things will now resolve in initiative order:<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Gauru<br>--&gt; Valkyrie<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sangre<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Zeus<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Little howl<br><br>On valkyrie's action, she can spend 1 essence to stop the bleeding and regain conciousness.&nbsp; It will then take an action to get back to her feet.&nbsp; Alternatively, she could give into death rage and assume Gauru form, then go and try to get revenge on the monster what just ripped out her throat.<br><br>Gauru's health chart:<br><br>[%][X][X][X][X][X][ ][ ]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 10:02:33</strong>
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				Valkyrie only had time for one thought as she felt her throat essentially come to pieces,<em>Well, hell.</em> Then she was unconscious and unwillingly reverted to her least favorite form--in which she felt her weakest. She lay in a pool of her own blood, it was difficult to tell if her dark, chin-length hair was usually that shiny, or if it was just saturated with blood. Her wide eyes were dark blue and frozen in an expression of resigned irritation. As if having her throat ripped out was akin to having missed her favorite primetime television drama. <br><br>(Just tell me if I'm messing anything up, Triangle. Been a while since I played Werewolf, and it wasn't well GMed when I did ;) I'd like to spend the essence to heal.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 20:51:08</strong>
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				The Gauru’s loud howl caused Zeus to yelp and retreat away from the cave entrance.&nbsp; With the realization that Zeus was frightened, Sangre no longer hesitated with her actions.&nbsp; If Zeus ran away that meant he was safe so now there was nothing more to hold her back from attacking the menace.&nbsp; Without any concern for her packmates, Sangre rushed&nbsp; forward and slammed her fist into the muzzle of the Gauru hoping to knock her backwards and cause more damage from the remaining rebar.<br><br><hr>Roll Result: Sangre Loca rolled: 8d10, extra dice at 10<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Attack and damage<br>Result: 2, 6, 3, 5, 6, 5, 9, 9, <br>For: 1, 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 2
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 23:19:21</strong>
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				(your post is quite good Stori, I'll assume you spent that essence to heal)<br><br><br>Sangre's fist slammed directly into The Gauru's head, making a wet thud sound.&nbsp; In the slippery, hellish environment, the monster looked punch drunk, not quite able to keep its footing.&nbsp; <br><br>The gauru needs to make a stamina roll to to stay concious.&nbsp; Because I'm mean, I'll be applying the oWOD botch rule to her for this roll.&nbsp; If she botches, she falls on the rebar and takes 2 extra points of lethal damage.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Gauru's Health Chart:<br><br>[%][X][X][X][X][X][/][/]<br><br><br><br>(Valkyrie reflexively spends 1 essence to heal)<br><br>Valkyrie's health chart:<br><br>[%][%][X][X][X][X][X][ ]<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valkyr</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 00:53:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;The female in Garou form head snapped back with the force of the blow, she blinked for a moment her body swaying softly back and fourth as the world began to go dark.&nbsp; Her clawed hands lashed outward, but only managed to strike air...&nbsp; And then, the world went completely black and she fell forward just missing the discarded metal bar.&nbsp; And within a the span of seconds, where once laid a fur-covered death machine, there was a pretty blonde girl. With nigh angelic features, she was wearing a pair of bleach stained jeans, and a t-shirt.&nbsp; Which clung to a rather slight form, with pronounced curves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 12:22:48</strong>
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				Little Howl got back up to his feet, his body healing the damage he growled to Sangre and Valkyrie. "We need her alive", he shifted to near wolf form to see if either wished to challenge him on the matter. The huge dire wolf watched them both one eye still upon the fallen Uratha, something wasnt fitting. "I think she was a trap left for us... from the intruders"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 22:08:10</strong>
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				Valkyrie got to her feet stiffly. It took her quite some time, as she was trying her hardest to look like it was easily done. Somehow the fact that she'd just had her throat essentially torn out did not connect in her mind with the right to appear 'weak' in any sense. The irony of taking much longer to do so than if she'd just staggered up in the first place was lost on her. She was disgruntled, that was for sure. Forced into her least favorite form and made to look like something to be tossed about like a ragdoll besides.<br><br><em>What the hell do we need it alive for?</em> She thought, glaring at the unconscious Uratha. But she could answer that question as well as she could ask it, so she kept it to herself. Information. They needed it alive for information. She shot a look and a stiff shrug at Little Howl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 12:33:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sangre waited as she stood over what was now a human and waited for movement. Human, Gauru, or a fly on the wall…it didn’t matter…if this threat made a move Sangre would live up to her name.&nbsp; Little Howl’s voice caught her attention and she turned and bared her teeth at him.&nbsp; After a few moments she huffed and stepped back but only because she heard Zeus barking outside of the cave.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 17:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Little Wolf shifted up to Dalu and removed the bars one by one carefully being prepared for the woman to attack again, his mind trying to figure out if she was left as a trap or not. Anything else didnt make sense. The bleach that was spread around would indeed have hidden her tracks but the bars... keeping her angry and alive to unleash her ferocity on those who would come after the vandals... She must be an outsider... as its not something done to a pack mate... not even among the Pure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 08:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Valkyrie was thinking along the same lines, and she shifted on her feet a little and tried her best not to show her emotions on her face. It was sick. Something the Pure would do ... but not to their own. She looked up at Little Howl with the sneaking suspicion that he was going to want to keep the girl. And Kyrie didn't like that. She'd been shredded like an amateur by this half-pint, and she wasn't looking forward to having to see her on a regular basis. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valkyr</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 17:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn’t long before blue eyes opened, and looked upward groggily.&nbsp; The smell of blood and bleach was heavy in the air, and she was in quite a good deal of pain.&nbsp; Her body would take care of that in time though, she could still taste blood in her mouh, so she had to make the assumption that she had spent some time in frenzy, damn that creature for turning her into some sort of trap.&nbsp; Those saphire pools looked nervously at each person, as she brought herself to a sitting position. She swallowed hard...&nbsp; “Um...&nbsp; I’m sorry...”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 18:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sangre remained in her large form occasionally eyeing the cave entrance while paying close attention to the warning barks of Zeus.&nbsp; Once the human form of annoyance spoke, Sangre roared at her, daring another show of a threat.&nbsp; This time the girl wouldn't be so lucky...this time Sangre would give into her urge to rip her apart and enjoy the warm flesh as lunch.<br><br>When it was obvious there was no threat...from the human form on the ground...Sangre finally shifted down to her own human form.&nbsp; After smoothing her hair she turned to Little Howl, "If she doesn't start spilling why she is here, I'm going to rip her apart, then feed her to you".<br><br>While still staring down the alpha, Sangre added, "There is still a threat here...she better start talking quickly".&nbsp; She then called over her shoulder to the cave entrance, not caring if she was outing them to whatever threat remained, "Zeus! Come!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 22:11:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looked to the woman "You are going to explain yourself and that quickly, if I dont believe you or if I smell a rat, I will let Sangre there have her way with you... Id recommend you answer quickly and precisely" he offered a charming and friendly smile... with the threat it was almost abit surrealistic, though his eyes showed that he indeed did mean&nbsp; to give her to the woman who wanted her in pieces and fed to her dog, if she didnt answer or answered in a way he did not approve of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 01:28:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyrie crossed her arms over her chest and leaned stiffly against the wall of the cave. She narrowed her eyes, rather interested in that answer herself. Though it did bother her that he had mentioned leaving the bleachy bitch to Sangre, when Kyrie should have had the stronger calim--seeing as how she'd nearly lost a perfectly good trachea and all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Valkyr</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 03:59:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young woman’s lower lip quivered slightly as she looked up at the group,&nbsp; she slowly backed away, scooting on her ass and hands.&nbsp; Her breasts were quickly rising and falling with each frantic breath that she was taking,&nbsp; she quickly sucked in a quick gasp and looked to the man.&nbsp; “L… listen!”&nbsp; The young woman stuttered, as tears rolled down her eyes, she didn’t want to die here!&nbsp; Her frantic blue eyes moved from face to face.&nbsp; “I…&nbsp; I’m n.n.not on good terms with the p.p.pure…”&nbsp; She stuttered.&nbsp; “S…some guy,&nbsp; must’ve been one of them…&nbsp; jumped me...”&nbsp; She swallowed hard.&nbsp; “He must&nbsp; have kicked my ass…&nbsp; and dragged me here…”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 21:25:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Show some backbone and get to your feet" he ordered "You are gonna right your wrong. I hardly think they merely left you around, you were just part of the bait and to wear us down" He moved towards the entrance of the cave to look out from the darkness. Trying to see if the was more suprises comming, the Pure was defiling their mountain, and he would have none of it. He would make sure they made a good example for the rest of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 08:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spider, make a perception roll.&nbsp; (no bonuses for lupine forms due to the bleach still blocking your sense of smell from working properly)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 22:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[1 Suxx]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 01:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Out of the corner of his eye, Little Howl sees an odd glare.&nbsp; In these overcast conditions, almost certainly coming from some kind of optics.&nbsp; Perhaps a pair of binoculars... Or the scope of a rifle.<br><br>(Pack members can assume that their bashing wounds have recovered, but must spend essence if they wish to heal their lethal wounds.&nbsp; 1 wound healed for 1 essence)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 21:44:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We got company outside, I think they are armed with at least a rifle and we can definatly assume they are Pure ones." He looked to his packmates and the woman who was their trap. "We can either try and bolt for it and split up or we can fight them, in here we are sitting ducks, out there we are dont know how many they are and we all have injuries... " he frowned and looked to the entrance. "It doesnt look all to good for us and Im not going to send us into a blind fight or full retreat without knowing what you think" his speech was aimed for Sange and Valk, the new Uratha hadnt proved any worth yet, but he knew they needed her to survive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 01:43:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=21278.msg886888#msg886888">Quote from: The Great Triangle on 20-10-2008, 01:57:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Out of the corner of his eye, Little Howl sees an odd glare.&nbsp; In these overcast conditions, almost certainly coming from some kind of optics.&nbsp; Perhaps a pair of binoculars... Or the scope of a rifle.<br><br>(Pack members can assume that their bashing wounds have recovered, but must spend essence if they wish to heal their lethal wounds.&nbsp; 1 wound healed for 1 essence)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Triangle, if you have a moment will you explain to me the difference between bashing and lethal?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 02:59:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bashing wounds are marked with a slash and represent minor trauma resulting in bruises, ect.&nbsp; Werewolves recover from such injuries with incredible speed, healing 1 bashing wound a round.&nbsp; A character whose health chart is filled with bashing wounds needs to make stamina rolls to stay concious.&nbsp; <br><br>Lethal wounds are serious trauma that's not immediately life threatening.&nbsp; Werewolves heal such injuries at a rate of one every 15 minutes.&nbsp; If a character's health chart is filled with lethal wounds, the character immediately falls unconcious and begins to bleed to death, taking one aggravated damage every round.<br><br>Aggravated wounds represent the destruction of vital parts of the body.&nbsp; Werewolves need two weeks to heal such wounds, or one week with medical treatment.&nbsp; Aggravated damage may cause a character to acquire a temporary or permanent flaw, such as "crippled", "chronic pain" or "disturbing scars."&nbsp; On the other hand, at least werewolves don't have to worry about being in a coma for days.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 15:39:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unsatisfied with the girl’s response and lack of composure, Sangre glared at Little Howl but before she could say anything he spoke.&nbsp; <em>A threat…outside…where Zeus was.</em>&nbsp; She took a step forward and replied in a low determined voice, “We fight”.&nbsp; She locked eyes with the alpha for a moment, daring him to disagree then turned the same glare to Valkyrie.&nbsp; <br><br>Once satisfied that her opinion was understood, she narrowed her eyes at the girl who still sat on the ground.&nbsp; “We fight and if my dog gets killed, she dies”.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>31-10-2008, 07:51:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Valkyrie was trying to keep her face impassive, and it wasn't working out so well for her. It was one of many reasons she preferred her Uratha form. It was so much easier to avoid looking like she was feeling anything at all. As it was, she looked rather disgruntled. She was dusting herself off, trying to look uninterested when--in actuality--she was listening very carefully indeed. <br><br>"I don't run." She said flatly. <em>Yes you do,</em> said that horrible little voice in her head that liked to tell the truth at inconvenient times. <em>You love to run.</em> She winced a little, and kept her eyes on her own injuries. When she felt she'd gathered herself sufficiently, she looked up ... just in time to catch Sangre's glare. Kyrie bristled visibly--even without fur, her lip curling a little over blunt human teeth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>01-11-2008, 18:37:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then we fight" he growled and got a deadly smirk on his face, shifting down to near wolf form. He looked to the others, then he rushed out howling at the top of his lungs, bursting out of the cave towards where he saw the gleam running in a random Zig Zag pattern. It was all or nothing now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 07:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 6d10, extra dice at 9<br>First Target Number: 8<br>Comment: Pot Shot<br>Result: 10, 1, 7, 7, 3, 2, 5, <br>For: 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 1<br><br>A shot rang out as Little Howl ran from the cover of the cave, a bullet grazing against his rapidly moving form.&nbsp; Up in a nearby hill was the unmistakable smell of a werewolf, a nasty looking brute in near man form, drawing back the bolt on his rifle to take another shot.&nbsp; Directly beside him, a silver blade glinted in the smoky haze of the mountain path, a blasphemous weapon that not even the pure would consider using... Or at least had never been known to use.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 22:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sangre followed Little Howl's lead and shifted into wolf form herself.&nbsp; Staying right on his heels, and using him as a shield, she let out a sharp noise meant to warn Zeus that they were coming.&nbsp; She was sure the dog had already realized and probably saw the threat himself, but if he got hurt...well...then this makeshift pack would learn exactly how Sangre Loca got her name.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 22:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Valkyrie paused long enough to give an irritable sigh before going wolf herself. Shaking out her dark fur and licking her chops, she bounded after Sangre. Still, she was careful not to get too close. She was a little stiff at first, but soon hit her stride again. Gods, she hated spending time as a frail human. A frail human who could not hide emotion in her eyes. It was a liability, and a liability that she despised above all else. She burst out of the cave, sensing with that strange instinct borne of a pack in danger, and zagging after the other two with natural grace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 02:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The vicious sniper stood up to a kneeling position and pulled the lever of his Winchester, chambering the next round.&nbsp; The pure tribe wolf had a heavily tanned body and long, light brown hair, reaching down to his shoulders, and mad looking blue eyes.&nbsp; He wore a heavy brown duster over a pair of blue jeans and a network of scars.&nbsp; Most disturbingly, he had a silver scimitar clipped to his belt, its fancy hilt and black aura clearly indicating its status as a klaive.<br><br>But pure tribe werewolves never used silver weapons...<br><br><br>(Pure werewolf rolls a 9 for initiative.&nbsp; Need initiative rolls from Sangre, Zeus, Little Howl, Valkyrie, the former Pure Werewolf (now played by Seraph) and Cannibal Jane)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 12:15:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[INIT 8]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 18:36:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Initiatives<br><br>Zeus= 12<br><br>Sangre= 14
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VandalSavage</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 23:55:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>[INIT. 13]</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Storiwyr</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 23:57:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Initiative: 8
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>29-11-2008, 10:34:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Order of Battle:<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Sangre Loca<br>-&gt; <strong>Cannibal Jane</strong><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Zeus<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Pure Werewolf<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Little Howl<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Slashes-with-swift-fury
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 04:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sangre broke away from behind Little Howl and the rest of the pack and headed off to the side of the sniper.&nbsp; Once sure she was away from the others and far enough to the side, she quickened her speed and launched herself at the threat.&nbsp; With her jaws opened wide she aimed for his neck.<br><br><hr><br>5d10, extra dice at 10<br>Comment: Sangre's Attack/spent willpower<br>Result: 8, 1, 4, 7, 3, <br>For: 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 1<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VandalSavage</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 06:43:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				EXT. FOREST, HUNTING BLIND - ROUND ONE<br><br>A concealed HUNTING BLIND blends in with the emerald fence of the surrounding forest.&nbsp; JANE, her Nike hat backward, is tucked within, CONCEALED in a criss-cross of branches, prone.&nbsp; <br><br>She squints through her blue John Lennon shades down a shotgun sight at the end of a flash suppressor.&nbsp; 60 yards distant, the werewolves bolt from the cave.&nbsp; JANE chews her own teeth in tension.<br><br><div align="center">JANE<br>(muttering)<br>Old Yeller brought friends.</div><br>She watches as SANGRE dives ahead.&nbsp; She switches her aim to LITTLE HOWL.<br><br><div align="center">JANE<br>(muttering)<br>Eeny, meeny, motherfucker.</div><br>She fires, the flash suppressor releasing a small puff of gas.&nbsp; The silver shot streaks away from the blind.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: O.O.C.</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dice: 6 (10, 9 again; aggravated damage)<br>Distance: 60 yards<br>Condition: Concealed<br>Target: Little Howl<br>Damage: 2 successes (one 9, one 9)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greenthorn</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 01:26:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeus continued his warning bark as he watched his owner break away from the rest of the pack.&nbsp; In an attempt to protect her he took off sprinting towards the sniper with the intent to cause as much damage as possible with his own teeth.&nbsp; <br><hr><br>5d10, extra dice at 10<br>Comment: Zeus Attack<br>Result: 4, 5, 7, 9, 2, <br>For: 1, 0, 0, 0, 0, <br>Total: 1
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Ex] Werewolf Mountain: Thunder Tip Mountain</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spider</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 01:41:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[2 suxx on Death Rage roll]
			</dd>
		</dl>
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