It was the middle of the night and the moons shown high in the sky. Shahera was on a roof somewhere on the edges of the Weyr contemplating the sky. Therianth had been rather grumpy since her first Threadfall. First Shahera had assumed it had been the healer required inactivity. But the snapping and mood swings had continued after that week. It was similar to moods Therianth had before but they ended. This wasn’t ending and Shahera was getting snappy herself. This evening was especially bad so she had removed herself from people in the effort to try and not ruin more relationships. Even though people were likely asleep, Shahera was too agitated to sleep. She was also avoiding Therianth who had basically become unreasonable to be around.
Therianth was pacing on her ledge. She was agitated and restless. She wanted to destroy and rend flesh. Only there was nothing to destroy. She wanted to fight, to draw blood, to challenge. So challenge she did. Roaring into the night, she yelled to the dragons of the Weyr, Who dares to fight for the right to fly with me? She leapt from the ledge into the sky headed for the moons. Therianth was rising.
Shahera started. Now? Her sweet but temperamental dragon had chosen now to rise? Oh, there would be blood tonight. And it might not be only at Therianth’s claws. Shahera was also feeling bloodthirsty.
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2018 11:38 am
The Game Mechanics (Mostly based on Moo’s wonderful system):
First, Things of Note:
There are 6 rounds and rounds will be for 2 days each. Yes this makes for a long game, but I want to make sure we all are able to figure this out. Therianth’s rolls will be in the evening Pacific time. First Roll will be Monday 9/24 There will be ichor drawn. Therinath will be attacking her suitors and her suitors will be allowed to attack each other. Shahera wants to draw blood as well. If a suitor comes to close they might end up bloody. Shahera has knives but I will not actually let her cut anyone without prior permission from their player. I am happy to help with calculating health/defense if anyone needs it. I understand that not everyone has dragons suited. NPCs are welcome if you want to join the fun anyway.
Second, How to Stat Your Dragon: Stats, health, and defense should all be posted each round.
Base Points
Base Stats
Bronze: 35 points Brown: 40 points Blue: 45 points Greens: 45 Points (Therianth is much less interested in greens but will not keep them from chasing)
Modifiers: Fit and Motivated: +8 Average: +5 Battle experienced (this is not Thread fighting. This is dragon on dragon fighting): +5
Therianth related Modifiers: Hessianth: +5 Scared of being hurt: -2 Dragon doesn't mind a little pain (because, you know…well…yeah): +5 Rider doesn't mind a little pain (see above): +3 --- As there has been some questions here is a clarifier to the rider bonus: If the pain through the bond will not cause the rider to distract the dragon you can take the bonus even if the rider will not be seeking Shahera out
Stats can be distributed as the player sees fit between the following categories: Strength Speed Dexterity Stamina Wits
Health and Defense
Health and Defense
A dragon's HealthFactor, for the purposes of this system, is a combination of values determined by Age, Size, and Physical condition. Add the appropriate points to the HealthFactor according to each section.
Age - Less than 5 turns: 3 points - Between 6-20 turns: 4 points - Between 21-35 turns: 2 points - Above 36 turns: 1 point
Size - Small for color: 1 point - Average for color: 2 points - Large for color: 3 points
Using the above categories: HealthFactor = Age + Size + Physical Condition
And: Health = Strength (from Base Stats) + HealthFactor
A dragon's DefenseFactor is determined in much the same way, but the points within the categories are allotted a bit differently. Add the appropriate points to the DefenseFactor according to each section.
Age(Experience) - Less than 5 turns: 1 point - Between 6-20 turns: 2 points - Between 21-35 turns: 3 points - Above 36 turns: 4 points
Size - Small for color: 3 points - Average for color: 2 points - Large for color: 1 point
Using the above categories: DefenseFactor = Experience + Size + Physical Condition
And: Defense = Wits (from Base Stats) + DefenseFactor
Third, How to Roll: Each round will have two options to roll for (You cannot roll for both): The challenge presented by Therianth Attacking another dragon
The Challenge: Rolls will be based on whatever Therianth decided the stats are to use. Each challenge will provide a breakdown of yards gained based on Therianth’s roll. Yards gained will not be equal to the pursuer’s roll.
The Attack: Rolls are as follows: Green: Strength + Dexterity Blue: Strength + Dexterity Brown: Strength + Speed Bronze: Strength + Stamina
Fourth, How to Attack and Defend: To be able to Attack the dragons must be within 10 yards of each other at the beginning of the round. Note, a dragon cannot attack if Therianth is attacking them.
The attacker rolls the above combination based on color and declare their target. For an attack to be successful the roll must exceed the targeted dragon’s defense. If the attack is successful: The targeted dragon looses the number of hit points that the attack roll exceeds the dragon’s defense. The attacking dragon gains 4 yards and the targeted dragon loses 4 yards. The dragon can still attack again.
If the attack is not successful: No health is lost. The targeted dragon gains 4 years and the attacking dragon loses 4 yards. The dragon can still attack again.
No matter the outcome: The targeted dragon’s defense drops by 1 point no matter if the roll is successful or not.
If a dragon’s heath reaches zero they must drop out of the flight.
Fifth, How to Win:
After 6 rounds, the winner will be determined by rolling between the closed three dragons (to be modified if less than 5 dragons chase)
Sixth, Therianth’s activities:
Her stats: Green: 50 Fit and Motivated: +8 Angry and vicious: +5 First flight: -2 Does not care if she is hurt: +5 Total: 66
Strength: 13 Speed: 12 Dexterity: 15 Stamina: 15 Wits: 13 Health: Will not diminish
Her rolls: She will roll two to three stats based on the challenge given. She might also target a dragon.
Then there will be 2 breakdowns of yards to be gained based on that roll. The first is for every dragon but the targeted one. The second is for the targeted dragon only.
Still want to chase? Have fun and be ready for bloodshed!
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He'd known and he'd wanted and he'd been ready to wait for exactly what he wanted. Therianth's mood from the day after Threadfall hadn't gotten better, but it hadn't put Hessianth off. She'd had moods before, after all, and her brand of rough play had never been enough to cause serious harm. Even as late as the night was, that brand of deep seated desire had been all it took to lure him from rest when the green had called out into the night. L'nik hadn't even been woken enough to recognize what was happening when Hessianth launched from his ledge with a loud, challenging bellow.
In the dark of the night, only the eerie bright markings on his face showed he had a head, eyes whirling with purples and reds as he sailed upwards. I will fight - from tooth, to claw, to flesh! His bold spirit usually was more heroic and less threatening, but on this night, obsession and possessiveness had built up in waiting. Any who got in his way would regret it - and he would not simply fall from the sky without taking another with him, if it came to that.
L'nik, on the other hand, and not exactly been prepared for what flightlust would mean for him. Hessianth didn't just want in the way he'd been told to expect it through their bond. The brown had determined long ago he would pursuit only this green and it had become a focus, like a lost object sought out in the dark woods that needed to have others who could possibly draw near it chased away. It wasn't like him, but even L'nik couldn't have stopped him - even if he'd wanted to. Instead, that hungry desire fed into all of his senses, mingling with the feelings that were already there.
He needed to find Shahera.
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Hessianth's Stats: Brown: 40 points Motivated: 8 points Is Hessianth: +5 Is not afraid of Pain: +5 L'nik is not afraid of Pain: +3 61 Points
Health: Age: Less than 1 turn: 3 points Size: Large for a brown: 3 points Physical Condition: A beefy boy: 3 points 9 points Strength (17) + 9 = 26
Defense: Age: 1 point Size: 1 point Physical Condition: 3 points 5 points Wits + 5 = 17
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2018 5:50 pm
A fresh green was rising! His blood began to boil he felt the fire blaze into his veins. He took a dee breath and raised his head to the sky to let out a mighty roar. This beauty could be his tonight! She was magnificent! He took off from beside the ocean, a brown his only competition so far. He let loose another roar. "I will take all comers for her honor!" He surged after the brown his bulk lifting into the heavens. He shimmered in the night like a living firework blazing from within. He put real thought and effort into each flap, he had not won a flight yet, but he knew his turn was coming, every chance he got he rose and it showed in the lean powerful muscle of his body. He was sexy and he knew it.
R'Kar could not catch a break, here he had been chatting up the nice chamber maid when his dragon decided to go berserk and wake up the whole weyr yet again. He hoped that this time Rexeth would catch the green so that maybe next time he wouldn't get all feisty but until that fateful day there R'kar would be dealing with the backlash, he needed to get himself a weyrmate so that at least he could enjoy the fuss!
35 + 8 + 5 = 48 total (he is not scared of being hurt but he also doesnt enjoy pain so no modifier there?)
Strength 11 Speed 12 Stamina 9 Dexterity 8 Wits 8
Health 20 (6yrsold (4), fit (3) averagesize (2)) Defense 15 (6yrsold (2) averagesize (2) fit (3))
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 8:21 am
'Is that a challenge little one,' a voiced questioned, deep and dark and predatory. Moarteth bared her teeth in a sharp grin as she narrowed in on the agitated green. 'Aren't you a pretty young thing...' It had been a while since she had cared to chase a green that belong to the weyr but this one might make it worth it. She certainly wasn't a timid sleek tiny thing. 'I think... this is going to be great fun.' A challenge at the very least, and Moarteth breath and lived challenges.
Locke grunted awake and grumbled.
'Hush,'Moarteth replied and beating her wings to achieve greater heights, taking in her competition. 'It isn't like you don't have partners.'
He grumbled, ignoring the mocking laughter of Moarteth ringing in his ears.
Greens: 45 Points +8+5+5=3 =66 total
Modifiers: Fit and Motivated: +8 Battle experienced (this is not Thread fighting. This is dragon on dragon fighting): +5 -She's a merc dragon, she fights everything
Therianth related Modifiers: Dragon doesn't mind a little pain (because, you know…well…yeah): +5 Rider doesn't mind a little pain (see above): +3 - locke is keeping to his wife and husband
Stats can be distributed as the player sees fit between the following categories: Strength: 20 Speed: 9 Dexterity: 9 Stamina: 20 Wits: 8
Health =28 Defense =15
Age Between 21-35 turns: 2 points Large for color: 3 points Fit/Motivated: 3 points HealthFactor = 2+3+3 =8 Health = 20 + 8 = 28
Age(Experience) Between 21-35 turns: 3 points Size Large for color: 1 point Physical Condition: Fit/Motivated: 3 points DefenseFactor = 3+1+3=7 Defense = Wits 8+ 7 =15
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 9:02 am
From the depths of her weyr, Muerth had paced in the limited space. She made loops, into the depth, out to the peak of her ledge-- and right back in again. Her eyes an angry red, restless in the night in a way that was unable to be soothed. Even her rider had felt it, sitting at his desk with the rhythmic scratching as he wrote. Sleep was no friend to either of them, not that night nor some others. Yet she paced, slammed her tail against the ground in angry fits with the notion of elusive rest. True, she could attempt to see if Pacibeth was awake--perhaps sneak out for a fly to get that nervous energy out. Yet her body felt tuned, a tight band waiting to snap.
It came in the form of a challenge, one that had Muerth on her ledge end in an instant. Her eyes whirled a brighter red, purple curling in to make an odd, mauve shade now and again. This is what she had been waiting for -- a challenge. A worthy one at that, if the growing number of dragons was to account for anything. A brown, a bronze, and another green. Let these young things enter, for she had experience to show them how it was done.
The rhythmic scratching paused slightly, Rey’brie taking stock in his dragon’s sudden quietness. Yet he could feel it, her building need to chase, to prove herself. Will you go? It was a redundant question, and more the formality of it as he was already standing from his desk. He could feel her muscles tensing, coiling back like a tunnelsnake about to strike. He ponders the possibility of finding J’hcre (and in the rising flightlust, doesn’t bat an eye at this wild thought), or weathering the storm out by himself..
I must. She beckons, who am I to ignore? There’s a slyness to her tone, jeweled eyes turning to regard her rider briefly before launching into the sky after the rising green. She outright bellows, low and brassy, to the rising green she does not know. The need to know those outside her own circle was low, yet a challenge was a challenge. I will rend the sky green to prove the entry of it’s newest fighter on green wings.
Greens: 45 Points Fit and Motivated: +8 Battle experienced: +5 Dragon doesn't mind a little pain: +5 Rider doesn't mind a little pain: +3 = 66 Points
- Above 36 turns: 1 point - Large for color: 3 points - Fit/Motivated: 3 points
Using the above categories: HealthFactor = 1 + 3 + 3 Health Factor = 7
Health = 18 + 7 Health = 25
DefenseFactor
- Above 36 turns: 4 points - Large for color: 1 point - Fit/Motivated: 3 points
Using the above categories: DefenseFactor = 4 + 1 + 3 Defense Factor = 8
And: Defense = 12 + 8 Defense: 20
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 5:15 pm
Micheth didn’t understand this urge. He’d never experienced these feelings before. He always had preferred to think rationally, with reason, and these feelings were nothing of the sort. The blue didn’t think these thoughts belonged in his head. What was this, even? Greens could be ridiculous creatures, but he! He, blue Micheth, had never been.
Why did he desire so strongly to chase? Why? These feelings filtered through his usual stoicism like it was a colander meant for rinsing pastas. They kept slipping out, despite the mental patches he kept throwing up.
How did he stop this? Did he want to stop this? Do I fight this? he asked his rider. Jailla was prone to ridiculousness almost as often as greens, maybe she had some advice?
You should chase her! Came Jailla’s predictable encouragement. His rider was always encouraging him to loosen up, to spend time with his siblings outside of lessons... Alright, then.
It was late and R'lon was feeling restless. It was night's like these he almost regretted the distance between M'vey and himself. Back at High Reaches, he'd always had his besotted bluerider with him. He was never without good company, and M'vey certainly was that.
But here... Here, the nights got lonely, and he wasn't always willing to make the jump back to the mountains. Even his beloved Hiatanth was restless, pacing outside of the beachside hut, clawing restlessly at the sands..
Well... There was only one thing to do on nights like this. Find a bit of a distraction, or drink. Given he had no wine, R'lon didn't think twice about heading out. Western Weyr was different, but it was still a Weyr, and he knew he'd have no trouble sussing out someone who wanted a warm bed. M'vey....Well. M'vey didn't have to know. It wasn't that he didn't care, he just... wasn't... as sure about their long-term romantic potential.
Even as he moved, a call went out, and M'vey felt (as well as heard) Hiatanth roar in challenge. The restlessness that they were feeling grew as his brown decided to chase some fierce little green. Let the ichor fall, Fierce One. I will tear them from the sky.
R'lon could feel his blood boil with lust a need to fight. If he couldn't knock boots with someone, maybe a good tussle would do it; then again, ever advantageous, maybe he could get both out of the same partner. Stumbling through the night, the man's course changed from heading to the Dining Hall and instead, somewhere else. Maybe he'd find this green's rider... or maybe he'd find someone else. At this point, he just didn't care.
Hiatanth Stats Brown: 40 points Fit & Motivated: +8 Dragon Doesn't Mind Pain: +5 Rider Doesn't Mind Pain: +3
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Theirianth was pleased that so many strong dragons were coming to her call. You want to fly with me? How bad do you want it? Show me! Therianth called to all her suitors. The challenge was clear. They would have to earn their right to catch her. She surged for the moons flying almost straight up. Her green hide didn’t quite sparkle in the moonlight yet she seemed to glow brighter the higher she went.
Then suddenly she pushed her angle further over and head over tail was falling straight down into the group of dragons below her. Her target was Hessianth as she fell, claws out ready to slice through hide. It would always begin with Hessianth. Do you think you can win? Are you sure? She purred. Do you think you are worthy of winning?
Shahera for a moment thought that she should head back to her weyr, thinking that really was the best place to be. Then she was flying with Therianth and it didn’t matter. Let them come, let them try. Blood could stain the rooftops. She was ready for them. And she would fight them. Just as with Therianth her suitors would have to prove themselves.
Roll Speed plus Strength
General Grid: 25+ - You surge ahead. +10 yards 18-24 - A little slower to catch onto where to go, you still manage to go far. +7 yards 10-17 - Middle of the pack is a good start. +5 yards 5-9 - Slow and steady. +3 yards 1-4 -Her upward momentum takes you by surprise or something. +2 yards
Hessianth Specific Grid: 25+ Better be prepared. This time Therianth only grazed you, but she might be back. +10 yards, -1 Health 18-24 - You are a little too slow to dodge fully. Therianth’s claws slice as she passes. +7 yards, -3 health 10-17 - Watch out! She is coming. Therianth makes a palpable hit but keeps going by. +5 yards, -4 health 5-9 - That could have gone better. Therianth is able to get in a bite along with a claw scrap. +3 yards, -5 health 1- 4 -Did you even try to dodge? Therianth hits you full on, clawing and biting. +2 yards, -7 health
Next roll will be on 9/26 around 8 PM Pacific time
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:58 pm
Rage and the desire to knock another from the sky festered inside of Hessianth as more and more dragons rose into the night sky, their challenging cries joining his own. How dare they? While he did not fault their taste, the lovely green in the sky was one he'd looked at for more than her glowing hide, and he'd rip every one of these false suitors from the air!
His attention remained on those who followed after him only long enough for his rumbling growls of warning to thunder through the darkness, like the storm he'd been conceived in before Hessianth again looked upwards. Therianth was coming for blood - and he'd been ready for his own to fall even before he'd left his ledge. Before even perhaps her need had called for the skies to take her.
Her claws and teeth would not deter him in this. She knocked into him, claw slacking flesh, earning a snarl even as he twisted to keep from taking more severe of a blow. It was sharp, but not so sharp as to wound his pride. Therianth was a powerful creature, after all, and in his eyes it only made her all the more lovely. Rip my wings off and I will still tear these others from the sky and chase you! he bellowed.
Hessianth's obsessive devotion easily was stronger than whatever feelings L'nik had been trying to be less dramatic about, and the pain through his tether with the brown was absolutely palpable. It didn't deter him either, perhaps some psychic courage that flowed openly from his lifemate. It was intoxicating, being on the hunt, if not a bit like an out of body experience. An out of mind experience.
L'nik was offered no ideas from his dragon as to where to look when he found the greenrider's weyr empty, though he found a certain frustration bubbled in him. He was not deterred, however, and Faranth help if anybody else tried to take him as their quarry - or get between him and the one he sought. He'd never felt savage before. But he'd never been under the influence of such strong desire either.
Up. Up. He'd hunt all the floors if he had to.
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Hessianth's Stats:
Brown: 40 points Motivated: 8 points Is Hessianth: +5 Is not afraid of Pain: +5 L'nik is not afraid of Pain: +3 61 Points
Health: Age: Less than 1 turn: 3 points Size: Large for a brown: 3 points Physical Condition: A beefy boy: 3 points 9 points Strength (17) + 9 = 22/26
Defense: Age: 1 point Size: 1 point Physical Condition: 3 points 5 points Wits + 5 = 17/17
Current Yardage: 5
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The lovely maiden green was suddenly off, and Muerth could only bellow in response. Prove it to you I shall. The sky was gaining another fighter. What other way to celebrate this than by rendering the night skies green in celebration? A blooding to occur for the lovely green lady.
Her own wings take great, slow pumps, to chase after the rest of them. Slow, steady -- she wasn't even into her golden years, for being the eldest amongst these dragons. Yet it was more the dark green dragon biding her time. Narrow purple and red eyes whirled slowly, assessing who might be near her that she could sharpen her claws into. She was not the green's quarry this time, that honor taking into the young, dark brown dragon. Yet Muerth's talons flex, eager.
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Micheth had calmed, at least, he was no longer fighting the feelings. He flew in hopes of catching his sister. He’d never done this before, though. How could he possibly hope to win? He had to be logical about this.
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NPC R'lon of brown Hiatanth
Hiatanth was not deterred by the green or her flight. He knew that she would exhaust herself with all her antics and fancy flying. She was no gold... But she would do for a night. Her feisty behavior was amusing to the brown, and he watched as she flew right back into the group of the males. Though her claws were outstretched, he wasnt her target. Not yet. If blood would fall then this brown had no issue with it starting with someone else.
There was time enough. She was a fierce beauty, and the brown would fly until he had no choice or hope of winning. But for now, the chase was on.
R'lon, for his part, had no idea who the greens rider was, or where she could be. He was trying to stay cognizant and not let the flight list consume him... But he also was up in the air, preparing for battle. He would be victorious... But where was that greens rider? Certainly not out in the bowl...
1. Speed + strength =25/18 [+7 yards]
Hiatanth Stats Brown: 40 points Fit & Motivated: +8 Dragon Doesn't Mind Pain: +5 Rider Doesn't Mind Pain: +3
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2018 8:05 pm
ROUND 2
Hessianth’s snarl was returned with an rather vicious one and a mental laugh as Therianth passed. Really? Then prove it. She sailed out of the group of dragons slashing as she went. You all are going to have to work for it if you want to catch me!
But she wasn’t going up. No, she was going down. Therianth began flying between and around buildings heading towards the ocean side of the Weyr. The winds from the ocean blew through the buildings and buffeted upward making flying difficult. Better be careful. Therianth’s voice was purely mocking.
Shahera stood in the middle of the roof in a relaxed pose. It was the pose of a fighter waiting for the attack, loose and easy to maintain. She had drawn one of her knives and was spinning it around in her right hand. Who would show up she wondered? Who would dare to try?
Roll Dexterity plus Wits
General Grid (she is giving everyone equal opportunities to be sliced):
20+ You are a pro at this flying through buildings and she missed you completely: +12 yards, -0 heath 15-19 Her fly by cut slowed you down a little but not for long: +10 yards, -1 health 9-14 Her going down instead of up might have caught you off guard: +6 yards 4-8The winds are really tossing you about and she got a good slice in: +4 yards, -3 health 1-3 Ouch. You ran into a building. +2 yards, -5 health
Round 3 will be Friday 9/28 around 8PM Pacific time
Therianth’s Stats: Green: 50 Fit and Motivated: +8 Angry and vicious: +5 First flight: -2 Does not care if she is hurt: +5 Total: 66
Strength: 13 Speed: 12 Dexterity: 15 Stamina: 15 Wits: 13 Health: Will not diminish
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Hessianth is attacking Hiatanth!
This other brown! In his sky! How dare! How dare they, any of them, be there! She was his! His brother, the greens, and that bronze would go ignored in favor of the male who looked to pass him. He had no words for this near-stranger, or recollection if he'd ever seen him before, instead snapping in the air with outstretched claws to tear at any flesh he could get a hold of.
Fortunately for Hiatanth, that was a grand total of nothing but loud bellows and snarled threat, and Hessianth seemed to have wound himself up and actually fallen back for his efforts. This would only fuel the fire. He'd said he'd rip them all down, and he wasn't about to make a fool of himself instead.
L'nik snarled under his breath in similar frustration. He had no suitors on hand to dig his fingers and teeth into, and part of him realized quite clearly that he wasn't supposed to. Would this be a tango he'd control better in time? He didn't have time to consider it for long - others were after her. There was a hunt, a chase, and while Hessianth snarled over not getting his claws in another pursuer.....
He was the only one in this hallway, and was going to continue to search. He could only think to go up - up after her. But Therianth was the only one up, right? L'nik stalked across the woman's weyr to stand on her ledge, staring out into the darkness of the Weyrbowl. He had inklings. He had ideas.
She liked her privacy well enough, he needed to find somewhere less central. Somewhere more along the edges. Somewhere....with a clear view of the sky. Where would his feet take him? He didn't much like this flightlusted staggering.
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Hessianth's Stats:
Brown: 40 points Motivated: 8 points Is Hessianth: +5 Is not afraid of Pain: +5 L'nik is not afraid of Pain: +3 61 Points
