Sorry about taking so long. I can't blame it on anything, just my laziness.
Anyway, considering the other two dragon RTDs aren't updating, I figure I might as well start up the RTD again.
So, I just rolled up your locations. Here are the results:
Here are the possible nations to be born in:
Dark Blue: The Western Alliance
Dark Green: Kingdom of Axlehand
Dark Cyan: Gridhard
Dark Red: Solari Federation
Brown: Othem
Light Gray: City of Sharoon
Dark Gray: The Sarduk Triumvirate
Blue: Kingdom of Rihosis
Green: Kingdom of Iberia
Cyan: Caliphate of Hiatar
Red: Kingdom of Grathos
Purple: Province of Kobland
Yellow: Merchant Republic of Isrand
White: The Helten Empire
The results are:
7
1
9
14
5
3
9
9
14
These numbers were assigned to players based on their signing up. So we have:
Talarion: The Sarduk Triumvirate
Aklyon: The Western Alliance
Dermonster: Kingdom of Iberia
Repulsion: Merchant Republic of Isrand
Digital Hellhound: Othem
Freeformschooler: Gridhard
KineseN: Kingdom of Iberia
Elfeater: Kingdom of Iberia
Dwarmin: Merchant Republic of Isrand
We have 3 Iberia, and 2 in Isrand. So I fully expect some encounters. Maybe even in the Teen stage. Dwarmin is lucky here. If you don't know why Dwarmin, look over your previous turns.
Don't move, especially not my wings. Hope mom was just being a derp for a moment.
[Mother Int: 1. The RNG is going Trolololololol.]: Your mothe-AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
You wing disintegrates even further. The wing is left a (NOT LITERAL) skeleton, missing the between-parts skin, and the skin covering the main parts of your wing is gone. You could not fly that wing to save your life. At least it'll regrow. Though you're bleeding quite badly and are in a LOT of pain!
-5 HP.
Out-logic them into leaving.
Point out that even if they we're to kill us, at least one of them would go down with us. But who would it be? Maybe you, maybe you? Is your life worth your teammates getting just a bit of gold?
[Cha:5-4+2]: "Ye be thinking we didn't expect these risks." He says bluntly. He just shot you down without flinching. These are the kinds of guys who aren't worried about dying.
And you put everything you had into convincing him. However, you do feel like you
almost convinced him. You just made a small mistake with your tone. You highly doubt you could repeat the attempt, though.
"Now, give us your damned gold before I loose my patience."
Suddenly, your mother starts backing away.
"Or, just stand back and let us through to your treasure room."
No stat changes.
Attempt to flap around some more, for practice and such. Also bite a few things.
[Str: 5][Agi: 3+1]: You do several loops in mid-air. Catching the eyes of your parents.
"Impressive." They both remark at the same time. They look at each-other for a few seconds afterwards.
[2-2]: Suddenly, 15 men appear at the doorway on horses. They are in blue clothes, with blue flags that have the symbol of a river and lion. "Litril, you despicable dragon, you're going to pay for accepting that bribe from Grathos!" He says, pointing a large lance straight towards your father.
You mother chips in randomly. "Oh who do you happen to be?"
The man responds. "We are knights from the kingdom of Rihosis. We are here for him." He jabs his lance in the direction of your father. "He attempted a murder of Darandeer, Heir To The Throne of Rihosis, accepting payment from Grathos. We will go for
nothing less than blood for a capital offense of attempted murder at Darandeer and murder of three of his guards!"
"As long as you leave my son and my wife out of this." Your father responds. "They had nothing to do with this."
"Very well, we will not lay a finger on them as long as they stay out of this." He then gestures to his followers. They step by to the side. "I would like to battle you, sir dragon, on equal terms. They say you're much more deadly than you look."
You father responds, and stands in front of the man. "Very well. I won't get any rewards for winning, will I?"
"No, either way, your death is wanted by hundreds of thousands. Killing me will only be a small, temporary achievement. My men are at least as good as I, and are fourteen times as numerous."
+2 Strength and Agility for practicing your wings.
Oh, they were getting closer! Why wasn't mother moving away? Let them take the stupid statue, already-they could get more!
Oh, this was bad...really bad!
Action:Anthramarux tries to convince her mother one last time to run down a side passage and avoid confrontation-perhaps trying to appeal to her intellect? It would better if she fought these men during a time and place of her own choosing, rather than fight against an uneven ambush, she slyly insists.
Anthrmarux then decides it would best to give the statue to these cretins directly-she pushes it out toward them, and hopefully they take it, threaten her, and then leave. Run away if they chase me-or just climb up to the ceiling.
Failing that, curl up in a dark corner and cover my face with my wings, and cry, waiting for it to all end.
((Actually, they were going away. What part of "You hear footsteps in the distance, going away." do you not understandz?))
You try to convince your mother to run away. She understands what you ask, but asks about you. You lie about following her in a minute as she goes down a passageway (how else could you convince your mother to not intervene?).
You run to the men, statue in your mouth. One on the left speaks. "...What?" The one on the right responds. "THE STATUE! The creature has it." "How did it know we wanted it?" The one on the right pulls off his helmet, revealing a mid-aged white skinned man with blond hair. He looks at his helmet. "He must have seen the statue and then realized our helms have the same type of wing." "Here, little one. Give us the statue please."
You drop your statue, and look at them. They pick up the statue and stand around. The left one looks at you. "So... where's your mother?" You [Cha: 6+1]: Insist that you have no idea. They completely buy it. [Mother Int: 5+1]: All is silent for five minutes. The right one speaks out. "Ah, whatever, we came here for the statue and not the foul creature." The one on the left then talks to you as the one on the right starts leaving. "Sorry about the fuss little one, blame ye mother." He then leaves with his friend and statue. [2, nothing happens afterwards. Meh, you could've gotten something nice out of this since these were two nice-ish guys].
Your mother then rushes over to you. At a loss for words. She just licks and kisses you.
Your sly actions give you +2 Intelligence and +3 Charisma for that perfect lie.
Inquire to fatherly figure about rock. Just what could this be? Is it magic?
You walk over to your father and ask him about the rock.
"My god. That is the BIGGEST Diamond I have ever seen in my life. This thing is worth THOUSANDS of gold coins! ((Do note that in this age, each integer is worth much more than a dollar is worth today.)) I can't believe this was just sitting at our doorstep. I didn't see this five seconds-" Suddenly, blood drops from above. A human in metal armor is unconscious and laying on the ground above, bleeding. Near him is a flag, golden with a amber-colored Eagle on the top right quarter. Bottom right is the image of a green bear. The left of the flag is three horizontal stripes stacked on top of each-other. The top and bottom are yellow, the middle is amber.
Father looks at him. He looks like he wishes to strike a finishing blow to the wounded man.
Thank man for gift and ask him what's been happening in the outside world
[1, you'd better be happy, you just screwed up the world]: "The world is in chaos. While it may seem the same on the outside, it's heating up very fast internally.
The Kingdom of Axlehand and the Kingdom of Gridhard are readying for warring once more, this time once and for all.
The people of the Kingdom of Rihosis are sick and tired of failed diplomacy and are all ready for a all-out vengeance war of complete conquest against the Kingdom of Grathos. The Kingdom of Grathos says it will not return Rihosis' cities, and they are also readying for war.
The Merchant Republic of Isrand is appalled by the Caliphate of Hiatar's almost blatant declaration of war by sending an army into their territory to attack one of their cities, which is the result of Jamos of Dreta, the leader of Isrand's city of Dreta, sending a dragon to assassinate a prince of Grathos. Currently, the army is besieging the city. If diplomacy doesn't rule the day, there's no stopping the war.
The Kingdom of Iberia is tired of the raids to their north by the Province of Kobland, and have marched armies into the desert to defend their territories. Any more sparks, and the mere guarding will turn into an attempt at extermination of the Kobold race.
The Sarduk Triumvirate and The Helten Empire are sick and tired of each-other and are actively skirmishing at the border. All out war is almost unavoidable.
The City of Sharoon and Solari Federation's situation has deteriorated. What once started as a demand for the scrolls in a disputed-ownership vault has unexpectedly heated up and both sides are throwing very severe insults. These insults are sometimes physical...
Othem has alienated itself by the burning of multiple temples in recent months. This has angered The Helten Empire, the Kingdom of Rihosis, The Merchant Republic of Isrand (who practices free religion), and the Kingdom of Iberia. As a result, many zealots from said nations have caused havoc in Othem.
And The Western Alliance has grown very weary of the Kingdom of Iberia's armies nearing their lands...
Basically, all out war is a definite possibility. I suggest that when you grow up, you leave Othem, the land we currently are in. It's not safe, because Othem is alienated from
everyone, and will likely be a punching bag soon."
Sounds bad...
"RAAAGH!" It really hurt being clawed after Kin's change. He wanted to tend the wound right away but the situation didn't allow it and it was in a hard to reach spot anyway. Turning back to the bear Kin decided to see if he could use the new position to his advantage.
With the tree and widow maker now behind him, thorns to the right, a river behind the bear and the cliff to his left it didn't look much brighter than just a moment ago. Usually this would be the time were Kin would retreat but if his father wanted something he would have to comply.
Readying himself Kin took a more wide angled stance with his front paws and growled in a very low sound. He hoped it would intimidate the bear just a moment so he could jump up with his hind legs and kick the tree for another attempt in bringing down the widow maker and then run for the thorns.
[Intim: 2]: Your attempt to scare the bear is fruitless. He knows you're not as strong as you try to make yourself look. Regardless, you attempt to smack the tree. [Str: 6]: Somehow you smack it so hard it starts falling. In your and the bear's direction... [Agi: 5][Bear Agi: 5-1]: Both you and the bear escape the tree. You manage to run fast enough to dash for the thorns. [Agi: 6]: Running straight into them. On the bright side, the bear doesn't seem to want to follow you. On the down side, you've got thorns in uncomfortable places. The bear eyes you, looking for your next move.
For that great amount of rolls, +2 Strength and +5 Agility. -1 HP, though, for the thorns.
Follow my moms lead. If she wants to fight fight if not don't
[Mother bravery:1+1(vain)]: Mother backs away from the entrance to the treasure room. She's caving.
You follow her lead and back away.
Ask mother for help flying, if I can't already. If I can, practice.
You attempt to fly. [Str: 4][Agi: 1]: You try really hard to fly...
But you strain several muscles. You stop to prevent any more damage. You cry a little...
HP: 28/28.
Male.
Mother: Unnamed.
Father: Unnamed.
Age: Child.
Strength: 55. Recent: 0.
Agility: 52. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 50. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 70. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 50. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 60.
HP: 22/30.
Male.
Mother: Rianixia.
Father: Arxonis.
Age: Child.
Strength: 55. Recent: 0.
Agility: 40. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 65. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 70. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 55. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 60.
HP: 10/20.
Female.
Mother: Cielstraza.
Father: Abyssion.
Age: Child.
Strength: 51. Recent: 0.
Agility: 65. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 85. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 50. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 90. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 45. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 25.
HP: 18/18.
Male.
Mother: Mevith.
Father: Litril.
Age: Child.
Strength: 52. Recent: +2.
Agility: 82. Recent: +2.
Intelligence: 53. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 45. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 70. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 70. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 75.
HP: 14/14.
Female.
Mother: Faladut.
Father: Tsaldos.
Strength: 40. Recent: 0.
Agility: 55. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 55. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 35. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 85. Recent: 0.
Fame: 5. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 45. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 55.
Items:
Strange golden amulet (around neck).
HP: 18/18.
Female.
Mother: Savamin.
Father: Eluuvian.
Strength: 40. Recent: 0.
Agility: 47. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 65. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 45. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 57. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 60.
HP: 20/24.
Male.
Mother: Terranizaia.
Father: Algorm.
Strength: 51. Recent: +2.
Agility: 61. Recent: +5.
Intelligence: 56. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 60. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 45. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 55.
HP: 24/24.
Female.
Mother: Cielstraza.
Father: Abyssion.
Strength: 50. Recent: 0.
Agility: 67. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 65. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 55. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 60. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 50.
HP: 24/24.
Female.
Mother: Talathraxis.
Father: Arzg'Razgoth.
Strength: 40. Recent: 0.
Agility: 25. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 90. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 61. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 61. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 50. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 40.
Right, I'm gonna just post this now instead of overlooking it a second time. Tell me if anything looks strange or is blatantly wrong.
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