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>>144265
"Umph!"
Koptis stands back, evidently surprised by this hit, but lunges punches again
[1d20+8 = 28]
"Umph!"
Koptis stands back, evidently surprised by this hit, but lunges punches again
[1d20+8 = 28]
>>144264
"Wah!"
The griffon whomps the stallion, knocking them both to the ground. Silver starts laughing, holding his Jubee tight and planting a kiss on her beak.
"Wah!"
The griffon whomps the stallion, knocking them both to the ground. Silver starts laughing, holding his Jubee tight and planting a kiss on her beak.
>>144268
>>144269
Iron's snout scrunched, flinching considerably before soon returning to focus on the minotaur.
Yet his nose started to bleed and his breathing was a bit ragged, the many wounds he's sustained starting to catch up to him. Yet he couldn't let himself surrender like a coward against such a powerful, humble opponent. Reminded him of Silver in how he carried himself...
There was no way he'd be able to keep up with him with speedy attacks with how things are going, so he had to cash in on slow, powerful strikes in the hopes he can knock this hunk of a bull down.
With that strategy in place, he opted for another buck once again, harnessing the energy of what he was fighting for in order to boost his morale up.
[1d20+5 = 12]<Unarmed Strike (-5 to hit, +5 damage)
>>144269
Iron's snout scrunched, flinching considerably before soon returning to focus on the minotaur.
Yet his nose started to bleed and his breathing was a bit ragged, the many wounds he's sustained starting to catch up to him. Yet he couldn't let himself surrender like a coward against such a powerful, humble opponent. Reminded him of Silver in how he carried himself...
There was no way he'd be able to keep up with him with speedy attacks with how things are going, so he had to cash in on slow, powerful strikes in the hopes he can knock this hunk of a bull down.
With that strategy in place, he opted for another buck once again, harnessing the energy of what he was fighting for in order to boost his morale up.
[1d20+5 = 12]<Unarmed Strike (-5 to hit, +5 damage)
>>144268
He smiles at his beautiful griffon after, happy as can be. It fades slightly as he moves on to his next topic.
"There is one more thing. That stallion we found on altar at Hoebuck, I visited him in hospital. He asked if he could stay with us, for moment at least."
He smiles at his beautiful griffon after, happy as can be. It fades slightly as he moves on to his next topic.
"There is one more thing. That stallion we found on altar at Hoebuck, I visited him in hospital. He asked if he could stay with us, for moment at least."
>>144272
Seeing Iron's hooves, and evidently with memory of the last kick, koptis moves with fear in his eyes. And he moves out of the way of Iron's hooves, letting them graze his fur. The miss is narrow, but never the less, a miss.
He returns with a punch of his own
[1d20+8 = 27]
Seeing Iron's hooves, and evidently with memory of the last kick, koptis moves with fear in his eyes. And he moves out of the way of Iron's hooves, letting them graze his fur. The miss is narrow, but never the less, a miss.
He returns with a punch of his own
[1d20+8 = 27]
>>144275
He nods, and resumes cuddling his griffon on the floor.
"I went to spa to set up couple session after our dinner. I convinced them to let us stay after they have closed so you and I can get full spa package together."
He nods, and resumes cuddling his griffon on the floor.
"I went to spa to set up couple session after our dinner. I convinced them to let us stay after they have closed so you and I can get full spa package together."
>>144275
>>144274
Iron's condition was starting to worsen as he wiped off the blood flowing from his nose, struggling to breathe properly yet willing to keep fighting regardless.
Perhaps there is another way to do this: If he is able to trip him up, Koptis' attacks will be weakened considerably, thus maybe allowing him one last shot at clutching victory.
With a heavy heart at this somewhat dubious move, Iron rushes forth, hopping up on his hindlegs in an attempt to physically force the bull to trip and fall to the ground.
[1d20+10 = 27]<Melee Touch Attack
>>144274
Iron's condition was starting to worsen as he wiped off the blood flowing from his nose, struggling to breathe properly yet willing to keep fighting regardless.
Perhaps there is another way to do this: If he is able to trip him up, Koptis' attacks will be weakened considerably, thus maybe allowing him one last shot at clutching victory.
With a heavy heart at this somewhat dubious move, Iron rushes forth, hopping up on his hindlegs in an attempt to physically force the bull to trip and fall to the ground.
[1d20+10 = 27]<Melee Touch Attack
>>144278
He nods vigorously.
"Everything spa has to offer, we will experience together. I can not think of better way to relax."
He nods vigorously.
"Everything spa has to offer, we will experience together. I can not think of better way to relax."
>>144281
Silver takes the opportunity to get up as well. He resumes smiling at Jubilosa.
"Our dinner reservation is at 5:15, so you have until then to get really excited."
Silver takes the opportunity to get up as well. He resumes smiling at Jubilosa.
"Our dinner reservation is at 5:15, so you have until then to get really excited."
>>144282
She spreads her wings, which touch the walls, and fortunately do not threaten to turn anything over
She spreads her wings, which touch the walls, and fortunately do not threaten to turn anything over
>>144281
After pushing the minotaur onto his back, Iron took an opportunity to quickly strike at his chest.
[1d20+10 = 13]<Fast, non-lethal bonk
After pushing the minotaur onto his back, Iron took an opportunity to quickly strike at his chest.
[1d20+10 = 13]<Fast, non-lethal bonk
Iron's eyes widened, clearly not expecting him to try and pull out a weapon out of his scabbard, yet he didn't have much else to do rather than go for another hit as he stood up in a mildly desperate attempt to knock him out.
[1d20+10 = 24]<Fast, non-lethal bonk.
[1d20+10 = 24]<Fast, non-lethal bonk.
>>144292
>>144293
>>144294
Failure... Iron hated this feeling... no amount of morale boosting can stop this, and he could tell as his legs gave out.
"Good... fight," he complimented the minotaur, chin resting at the floor, unaware of what was about to happen. No begging, no bargaining, no requests to spare him.
>>144293
>>144294
Failure... Iron hated this feeling... no amount of morale boosting can stop this, and he could tell as his legs gave out.
"Good... fight," he complimented the minotaur, chin resting at the floor, unaware of what was about to happen. No begging, no bargaining, no requests to spare him.
>>144294
The squeezed pony hugs back, enjoying both the outer warmth of Jubilosa's body and the inner warmth he feels from being with someone he loves, and who loves him back.
"I love you, Jubee."
The squeezed pony hugs back, enjoying both the outer warmth of Jubilosa's body and the inner warmth he feels from being with someone he loves, and who loves him back.
"I love you, Jubee."
>>144302
>>144295
Precisely what goes on between White Sands and Koptis is hard to say for anyone without a very clear view of the two, but they remain in close proximity. Koptis stabs White Sands at least twice in her torso, with her only seeming to be able to respond with a glare. But he stumbles for a moment
[1d20-1 = 16]
>>144295
Precisely what goes on between White Sands and Koptis is hard to say for anyone without a very clear view of the two, but they remain in close proximity. Koptis stabs White Sands at least twice in her torso, with her only seeming to be able to respond with a glare. But he stumbles for a moment
[1d20-1 = 16]
>>144303
>>144304
Never once does Sands land another hit on Koptis, and never once does Koptis stumble, or fall down. Yet something is clearly happening there, so the bright flashes of green light tell, though obscured from Iron's direct view by Koptis's body. It seems Koptis must have either lost interest, or was otherwise dazed, because he loses his grip on White Sands, who darts past him, and then kicks him - though her kick is entirely ineffective. He stumbles almost like a drunkard for a moment, and White Sands attempts to drag Iron with her teeth and magic.
>>144305
"It was a radio play. They have those here."
>>144306
Hello. Perhaps
>>144304
Never once does Sands land another hit on Koptis, and never once does Koptis stumble, or fall down. Yet something is clearly happening there, so the bright flashes of green light tell, though obscured from Iron's direct view by Koptis's body. It seems Koptis must have either lost interest, or was otherwise dazed, because he loses his grip on White Sands, who darts past him, and then kicks him - though her kick is entirely ineffective. He stumbles almost like a drunkard for a moment, and White Sands attempts to drag Iron with her teeth and magic.
>>144305
"It was a radio play. They have those here."
>>144306
Hello. Perhaps
>>144307
Iron was currently looking incredibly dejected, allowing his heavy, 280lbs body to be carried by the mare he was supposed to be taking for more social interactions, and yet here she was, carrying him like a foal after breaking his leg after a miscalculated dive from the waterfall.
He did try his best to be as carryable as possible to help her in that regard at the very least.
Iron was currently looking incredibly dejected, allowing his heavy, 280lbs body to be carried by the mare he was supposed to be taking for more social interactions, and yet here she was, carrying him like a foal after breaking his leg after a miscalculated dive from the waterfall.
He did try his best to be as carryable as possible to help her in that regard at the very least.
>>144309
She tugs at him, looks back to Koptis, who is starting to find his footing. She then pulls something out of her bag
"Here"
She takes some sort of needle, and injects him with it.
In the matter of some seconds, Iron feels his heart pounding - not necessarily the best of things when you are bleeding. His eyes focus - yet remain blurry - and he feels full of energy, and yet drained, like the experience of waking up after a 30 minute nap after days of no sleep.
"Run!" she says to Iron
She tugs at him, looks back to Koptis, who is starting to find his footing. She then pulls something out of her bag
"Here"
She takes some sort of needle, and injects him with it.
In the matter of some seconds, Iron feels his heart pounding - not necessarily the best of things when you are bleeding. His eyes focus - yet remain blurry - and he feels full of energy, and yet drained, like the experience of waking up after a 30 minute nap after days of no sleep.
"Run!" she says to Iron
>>144310
Run?
Iron quickly darts his head around, wondering where could they even go... or even better, if he could actually fight a little longer against the bull to stop his self-loathing from crumbling even more of his spirit.
Run?
Iron quickly darts his head around, wondering where could they even go... or even better, if he could actually fight a little longer against the bull to stop his self-loathing from crumbling even more of his spirit.
>>144312
Ergh. No way he's gonna be able to fight even a fly in the first place.
Without any other choice, Iron opts instead to follow Sands' voice.
Ergh. No way he's gonna be able to fight even a fly in the first place.
Without any other choice, Iron opts instead to follow Sands' voice.
>>144314
Do lesser animals experince limited, lesser forms of consciousness? No one can say, but that is what Iron is experiencing now. A dazed, limited perception, where all he can tell is that he is being chased by a grave danger, like a rabbit fleeing a hawk. White Sands - who herself leaks a purple blood, and is breathing heaving, bounds in front of him, going to opposite way of the car, past buildings, past bushes, down a road, past another building, and even further
>>144313
"Oh yeah, it's rather nice."
Do lesser animals experince limited, lesser forms of consciousness? No one can say, but that is what Iron is experiencing now. A dazed, limited perception, where all he can tell is that he is being chased by a grave danger, like a rabbit fleeing a hawk. White Sands - who herself leaks a purple blood, and is breathing heaving, bounds in front of him, going to opposite way of the car, past buildings, past bushes, down a road, past another building, and even further
>>144313
"Oh yeah, it's rather nice."
>>144315
Iron, of course, followed Sands along, not seeing any reason to stop after what she just done to the bull: A backstab like that is going to garner resentment... although he wasn't sure if Koptis was going to kill him or not. It was kind of up in the air in his mind.
Iron, of course, followed Sands along, not seeing any reason to stop after what she just done to the bull: A backstab like that is going to garner resentment... although he wasn't sure if Koptis was going to kill him or not. It was kind of up in the air in his mind.
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