Quests & Challenges

This challenge is inspired by [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/frd/1150203/1]Noodlesthing's nuzlocke challenge[/url] and [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2121309]Tar's Pinkerlocke challenge.[/url] I was goaded into giving it a second go by about a half-dozen Nature Flight enablers. [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/fl10/2353288]Link back to Nature Pinkerlocke Hub[/url][/center] PINGLIST: Leopardmask Reyfairchild Aliciawonderland Heirless Buffykiev Foxe arboretumm [quote=Rules][b](1)[/b] If a dragon faints in the coliseum, it will be exalted. No exceptions. [b](2)[/b] Activity of the day corresponds with the grab from Pinkerton's plundered pile.[LIST][*][b]Food:[/b] Coliseum grinding. Any team can be chosen, venue is average of levels minus one, and dragons may flee / refresh at any time. Minimum of 15 battles. [*][b]Material:[/b] Writing. This may be an RP interaction, bio writing, etc, with no restrictions. [*][b]Trinket:[/b] Do something artistic. Conversely, event. Roll for one of the following events and severity (1-6, negligible to potentially fatal) and write the clan's interaction with it.[LIST][*][b]1.[/b] Food shortage [*][b]2.[/b] Injury or infection [*][b]3.[/b] Weather event [*][b]4.[/b] Territorial conflict [*][b]5.[/b] Beastclan interaction [*][b]6.[/b] Internal conflict [*][b]7.[/b] Raid [*][b]8.[/b] Elemental magic [*][b]9.[/b] Supply shortage[/list] [*][b]Familiar:[/b] Buy the cheapest dragon in the auction house of a specific breed (randomized). Randomize for genes. [LIST][*][b]1.[/b] Fae [*][b]2.[/b] Guardian [*][b]3.[/b] Mirror [*][b]4.[/b] Pearlcatcher [*][b]5.[/b] Ridgeback [*][b]6.[/b] Tundra [*][b]7.[/b] Spiral [*][b]8.[/b] Imperial [*][b]9.[/b] Snapper [*][b]10.[/b] Wildclaw [*][b]11.[/b] Nocturne [*][b]12.[/b] Coatl [*][b]13.[/b] Skydancer [*][b]14.[/b] Bogsneak[/list] [*][b]Apparel:[/b] Breed two of your dragons, if possible (can save as a token if no dragons are RTB, use at earliest convenience). [list][*]Flip a coin for each hatchling once they hatch. If tails, the dragon is dead and will be exalted. [*]If no dragons can be bred, you can gene / breed change / scatterscroll one dragon.[/list] [*][b]Battle items:[/b] Flip a coin. Heads = DEATH STREAK. Tails = Nothing happens. [list][*][b]DEATH STREAK rules:[/b] Randomly select three dragons using a random number generator. Fight in the coliseum using the "food" rules 10 rounds consecutively (ie. you cannot leave that arena), quitting midway if a dragon dies. The team is selected randomly and must fight in the venue the level of the highest-level dragon.[/list] [/list] [b](3)[/b] If all dragons die, the challenge is over. You have failed.[/quote]

[center][size=6]THE LOST[/size] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45572034] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/455721/45572034_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]ARRAN[/b] Named for his great-grandfather, Arran is a friendly and gentle soul. He has no great taste for battle and prefers scholarly pursuits. He has a knack for telling stories and never misses out on a chance to tell tall tales or spooky stories over the campfire.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38442121] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/384422/38442121_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]DERECHOS[/b] Young and grim, Derechos is a scavenger at heart. He hoards bones and shells, and spends as much time as he can grubbing through junk and detritus. While he is fully capable of fighting, he finds it distasteful - why kill when he can find everything he needs in the rubble left behind by others? - but will still take his place on the battlefield when necessary.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45205475] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/452055/45205475_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]DREAMLESS[/b] The only survivor of a clutch attacked by a shadow, Dreamless is like all Striders - light of foot, sly, and able to move completely silently. Unfortunately for those around him, Dreamless is a compulsive thief, and has a tendency to acquire and hoard any valuable object left out.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45026200] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/450263/45026200_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]GYPSUM[/b] Self-styled the Good Sir Knight Gypsum, Gypsum was raised by a guardian knight and has mimicked him to a T. She claims that Polemos is the maiden who is her Charge, and refuses to believe otherwise. Despite what comes off as a silly and over-the-top demeanor, Gypsum is serious and loyal, and a valuable friend and ally.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41789598] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/417896/41789598_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]HOWLER[/b] Swept up in a mirror swarm, Howler is far from home and still close to feral. He talks in broken Draconic most of the time, not bothering to use full sentences, and communicates as much by body posture as by words. He is a fearful creature, but craves companionship, and can be befriended through determined companionship.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43417947] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/434180/43417947_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]KISMET[/b] Left as an egg, wrapped in beautiful cloth, Kismet's origins are completely unknown. That there is something strange about her is obvious; Kismet has far more good luck than is completely natural, and bad things seem to happen to others around her more than they should. In nature she is a gentle and cheerful creature, and she has trouble understanding why things come so much harder to others than to her. [i]Kismet cannot be killed in battle. If she faints, one of the other dragons in the team will bear her fate. On her third faint, she will leave the group to take her luck away from them.[/i][/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38343627] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/383437/38343627_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]POLEMOS[/b] Polemos has been on her own for a while, and it shows. She is strange around other dragons, and often misses social cues or misunderstands sarcasm. A bit of a rake, she takes a certain amount of pleasure in the fact that Qogir believes that they were meant to be friends, or perhaps friends in another lift. She doesn't really talk about her past at all, falling silent or changing the subject abruptly.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38284148] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/382842/38284148_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]QOGIR[/b] A Mountaineer, Qogir is very far from the mountaintops and ridges that his subspecies calls home. How he arrived in the Shrieking Wilds is unclear - not the least because Qogir has no memory of his past or his journey to this place, and his ability to recognize by scent seems to be rather off. No matter where he came from, he is a talented archer with a gift for seeking out precious gemstones.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44305420] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/443055/44305420_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]SHADE[/b] Clever and manipulative, Shade is a mage who dabbles in the study of (you guessed it) the Shade. He is travelling Sornieth in search of relics from earlier Ages, and takes up with small groups of dragons while researching in an area for the sake of protection. Given that he is a mysterious and slightly aloof mage, "Shade" is almost certainly a name he gave himself.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=45572035] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/455721/45572035_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]XIOLDIULIC[/b] Named for her grandmother, Xioldiulic is temperamental and fierce. She loves fighting and has the makings of a fine warrior, if she can keep her temper under control. She has a tendency towards belligerence, and has trouble kowtowing to the rule of law.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44199378] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/441994/44199378_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]YASMINE[/b] Hired as a guide to Shade, Yasmine is a faithful companion and assistant to the mage. She is eager and a bit green, but woods-wise and a capable forager and hunter. Her home clan is found in the Gladeveins, and she has a knack for communicating with kelpies, maren, and other dangerous water-dwelling creatures.[/columns]

[center][size=6]THE FALLEN[/size][/center] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=35918334] [img]http://flightrising.com/dgen/preview/dragon?age=1&body=52&bodygene=0&breed=3&element=10&eyetype=0&gender=0&tert=116&tertgene=0&winggene=0&wings=53&auth=449afdce2a718fb7a07a471785763654ad8c6467&dummyext=prev.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]GHARIAL[/b] Gharial is all that remains of the ill-fated Suchia Pack, a mirror pack from the Shrieking Wilds, bordering the Mire. He is a near-feral dragon with a propensity for violence, and a voracious and skilled predator. Slinking and roaming through the wilderness in near-silence, Gharial eats whatever he comes upon, and only joined the Lost because they provide a semblance of pack. [i][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/2341583](Nuzlocke thread)[/url][/i] [color=red]Killed by a vile bolt (elemental weakness) at level 9, from a Centaur Archer[/color][/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44650026] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/446501/44650026_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]MALKOHA[/b] The cuckoo-child of Yaogah with Qogir, Malkoha is as manipulative as all her kind. But the magic she was caught in - the killing and resurrection of Qogir - seems to have affected her own native empathetic magic. Rather than inciting love and affection and a need to care for, she can only spark discomfort and hatred, leaving her struggling to figure out how to function in the clan. [color=red]Killed by a blazing slash at level 5, from a Searing Jackalope[/color][/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43417716] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/434178/43417716_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]ORPIMENT[/b] The second-hatched of Qogir and Polemos' first clutch, clutch-sister to Verdigris and foster-sister to Kismet. Orpiment is an eager and prideful dragon, and something of a hothead to boot. She has a burning desire to prove herself, and can be reckless, brash, and foolish in her attempts to show everyone how capable she is. [color=red]Killed by a critical hit from a frigid bolt at level 6, from a Wintermane Bowman[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38564813] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/385649/38564813_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]SAQR[/b] Abandoned by her pack after a severe injury, Saqr is surely presumed dead by her home clan. She is bitter at what she views as their betrayal of her, though the battle was fierce and she was quite nearly mortally injured, and trying to carry her might have cost the lives of some of her pack. Like many mirrors, Saqr is a swift and dangerous hunter, with an inclination towards overextending herself in the pursuit of the hunt. [color=red]One-shot killed at level 3, by a Greenroot Janustrap.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43417715] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/434178/43417715_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]VERDIGRIS[/b] The first-hatched of Qogir and Polemos' first clutch, clutch-sister to Orpiment and foster-sister to Kismet. Verdigris is a kind young dragon, but a prone to over-extending herself. She has no good sense of scale, and is easily swayed by the opinions and needs of others. Her nature makes her a blessing to the group in the sense that she will always help, but a bane in that she is liable to get injured in self-sacrificial bursts of action. [color=red]One-shot killed at level 1, by a Wintermane Bowman.[/columns] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43505394] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/435054/43505394_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]YAOGAH[/b] Yaogah is a cuckoo, who was left in the care of Derechos. Like all of her kind, she is vicious, manipulative, and greedy; Yaogah will demand resources with no regard for the damage done to Derechos or the clan. She once refused to enter battle without Derechos - and he refused to leave her behind - so they were never separated, that Yaogah could maintain her complete control on him. Her attentions shifted to Qogir once grown. Her glamour magic is extremely powerful. [color=red]Killed at level 6, by an Extinguished Jackalope.[/color][/columns]

[center][size=5][b]Day 1[/b][/size] [item=umbral yarn] [b]Material[/b][/center] The sound of something rummaging around woke her from her sleep. She usually slept with one eye open anyway, so to speak, and was used to rousing a few times a night. The Shrieking Wilds were dangerous, after all, and she lived on the border of the Mire, where creatures that could easily kill her roamed wild. [i]Crash![/i] Polemos was fully awake, instantly, on her feet and snarling, her wings flared in automatic defensive posture. Where - there! She whipped to the side and snapped at the form, who let out a yelp of surprise and tumbled backwards. For a moment his head was in the dim light of her banked fire, and Polemos snarled again for good measure. "You again!" she said, advancing on the young imperial, her tail lashing behind her. "What do you think you're doing?" The male held his head submissively low, but in the dim light she could see his ears swing back and pin with anger. [i]Well, good,[/i] she thought. It was good to see that he had some spirit. Polemos had started being skeptical that it was just vermin making a mess out of her camp a few weeks prior, and the few glances she'd caught of the imperial had made her assume he was weak and skulking. Maybe she'd been wrong. "You're not using it," he said, a sulky tone in his voice. He shuffled his wings, and one ear flicked forwards, then back. "And Qo-- and someone, I mean me, I need supplies." Polemos snorted, and sat down. "You can't know I'm not using it," she started, only to be cut off by a harsh bark of laughter from the imperial. "It's beastclan stuff! And a lot of it's old and worn out. Just because you made camp on top of an old beastclan war camp doesn't mean it's all yours." "I think that's exactly what that means," she replied with a frown. "But go back to what you were saying. You almost said a name - Qo-something. Who are you scavenging for?" "I won't come back if that's what you mean," he said, and this time it was Polemos' turn to make a rude sound. "Please. Just tell me, and I'll let you take whatever you've gathered." She tilted her head. "If I like the reason, maybe I'll let you camp here. Not here-here," Polemos added, her voice sharp and embarrassed. "Just on the edge. If you're alone." The imperial relaxed a little, and took a more comfortable stance, though he still head his head lower than hers. "It's... I call him Qohir. It's a mountain, near where I come from. He's... um, he's a tundra. And he said I smelled like a friend, but I don't remember him at all." The dragon sighed, and shook his head. "I can't camp here. I have to look after him. Thanks for not biting me, I guess," he said, and slung his bag over his shoulder. "Like I said. I won't come back until you're gone." Polemos watched as the imperial turned and started heading away before lunging forward, yelling, "[i]No![/i]" The imperial jerked and hissed at her, fangs bared and one hand raised to swipe, claws extended. She mantled in embarrassment, her cheek feathers flaring. "I mean - I mean, no, I'm not leaving!" Polemos said, stumbling over her words. "You can't come back after I'm gone, because I won't be gone, you see?" He blinked at her, and slowly relaxed again. "Fine," he said, voice tight. "Keep it all for yourself. I'll scavenge elsewhere." "No!" she said again, and he narrowed his eyes. "What do you want from me?" And his voice was low and dangerous. "Bring him here. Qohir, I mean. There's safety in numbers. And... you're right. I don't use everything here. I'm not a scavenger. But you are." "Hmm." The sound was noncommittal. "We'll see." And then the imperial vanished into the undergrowth, moving almost silently, and leaving Polemos alone again. She watched the place where he had left for a few moments, and growled in frustration. She didn't even know his [i]name.[/i] [rule] [b]Commentary:[/b] Here we go again! I like how I linked them up, I think, though they don't seem to be all that friendly to each other yet.

[center][b][size=5]Day 2[/size][/b] [item=fuiran hide] [b]Material[/b][/center] It was more than a month before she saw the imperial again. Polemos had thought that if he would come back, it would be in a day or three. But then a week passed, and another, and then she started to despair. It had been so long since she'd had hope that she might not end up alone, or that she might get the chance to speak to dragons rather than shouting incantations at miths until her voice grew hoarse and her spells frayed at the edges. When she saw him next, it was with the astonished awe of coming upon the Behemoth in the fog. She was hunting miths (she was always hunting, it seemed, and always just on the edge of starvation) and the morning was cold and wet, the sort of morning where the mists curled just over the tops of the blades of grass, and the damp clung to her feathers and made the cloth she wrapped around her throat clammy and clinging. She was hunting, and the sound of something close behind made her rear and spin, hissing her challenge as light spread between her fingers. The beam of sunlight lanced down, warm and brilliant, cutting through the mist like a knife, or hot water on ice, and he was just [i]there,[/i] dark and tall, more than thrice the size he had been when they had met. He lowered his head so that she might not have to stare up into his eyes, as the mists began to creep back around them. Polemos realized she was backing up, and stopped herself, though she could not slow her breathing nor the racing beat of her heart. "Forgive me," the imperial rumbled. He lifted his foot, revealing the webwing he'd smacked from the air behind her. "I didn't mean to--" His nostrils flared, and he stepped forwards, bringing him awfully, uncomfortably close to her. He turned his head, regarding her. "You're the skydancer," he said, and there was a note of ire in his voice. "The one who laid claim to the warcamp." Polemos stood her ground, trying not to tremble. Her feathers mantled with her fear and anger at being bullied by this imperial, her former longing for companionship of any kind fleeing in the face of a half-grown imperial. He was so [i]monstrous.[/i] "I invited you in," she snarled. "You could have joined me!" "You smell like a friend," came a soft voice from behind her, and Polemos froze, one forefoot off the ground, prepared to leap into the air despite her mist-soaked feathers and the sodden weight of her armor. "Derechos? Do we know her?" The imperial - Derechos - growled, but before he could speak, Polemos jumped in. "Yes!" she said, though her voice was shrill. "Yes, we know each other," she said, while the imperial glared at her. "You're Qohir, right? Would you like to-- to be a team together?" Polemos asked. "Derechos already hangs out by my camp all the time. It's like he's part of my clan." "I am no such thing--!" he sputtered, but the tundra had come to the side now and was regarding Polemos with a friendly gaze. "Derechos calls me Qogir, but Qohir is alright, too, I suppose." He was [i]smiling[/i] at her, eyes crinkling with pleasure to see her. Didn't tundras remember their friends only by scent? But they hadn't met before-- why would he think that she was... "I don't know why Derechos wouldn't have told me he knows you. I love finding old friends. Of course we'll go back with you! How big is your clan?" The skydancer's feathers flattened with chagrin. "Oh, um, it's just me," she said. "I haven't... I don't really have a clan. It's just me at the camp." "Why should we trust a lone dragon like you, then? Maybe you're an outcast, or shunned." The words were cutting, and Polemos flinched, whirling on the imperial. "Big words from a lone dragon," she snapped back. Qogir stepped between them. "Oh, don't fight! We'll be a clan together. Like you and me, right, Derechos? She smells like a friend!"

[center][b][size=5]Day 3[/size][/b] [item=brown satin tunic] [b]Apparel[/b][/center] [center]-BREEDING TOKEN- [i]Will be used at a later date, as no dragons are currently RTB[/i][/center]

[center][b][size=5]Day 4[/size][/b] [item=Alder Spittlebug] [b]Food[/b][/center] [rule] [b]Commentary:[/b] I'm using the 3 - 2 - 1 build for this Pinkerlocke team, since the point isn't farming, but survival. One thing I've already noticed is that, even at level 3, these guys are getting more crits than my glass cannon farming team, as a result of the boosted agility. They're also pretty robust against the Training Fields monsters; as a result I'm trying to crank through to level 4 before the next time I pull a food item - since they'll have to go into the Woodland Path next... In addition, I'm currently training Qogir and Derechos as fighters, and Polemos as a mage. I might eventually tincture and restat them, since wind has a better elemental attack, but I like the lore of Derechos being a fighter more than a mage.

[center][b][size=5]Day 5[/size][/b] [item=dust slither] [b]Food[/b][/center] [rule] [b]Commentary:[/b] I'm thus far liking the 3-2-1 build still, even though battles are a bit slower. I got my kiddos up to level five, and slapped a fragment onto each of them. Derechos still only has shred, but Qogir got a rock slash, and Polemos has regenerate which, just, wow, I'm so into it. She's definitely incredibly useful as a healer. All I have to worry about is those greenroot janustraps, who can 1-hit KO Polemos and Qogir at this point...

[center][b][size=5]Day 6[/size][/b] [item=crimson reef snail] [b]Familiar[/b][/center] [columns][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=38564813] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/385649/38564813_350.png[/img] [/url][nextcol][center][b]SAQR[/b] Abandoned by her pack after a severe injury, Saqr is surely presumed dead by her home clan. She is bitter at what she views as their betrayal of her, though the battle was fierce and she was quite nearly mortally injured, and trying to carry her might have cost the lives of some of her pack. Like many mirrors, Saqr is a swift and dangerous hunter, with an inclination towards overextending herself in the pursuit of the hunt. [/columns] [rule] [b]Commentary:[/b] Originally, I rolled for a mirror with Jaguar / Spinner / Lace. No such dragon existed on the AH, so I rolled to see which gene to remove first - Spinner. With secondary on any, I hit pay dirt! There were 8 whole Jaguar / x / Lace mirrors in the AH, so I figured, eh, why not roll for it? The chosen mirror is the lovely lady above, who also happened to be the cheapest treasure dragon at 10kt, so, win-win. Woo! New dragon! Better hope she doesn't end up dragged into the Woodland Path without any prep... though maybe it would be better than waiting until the rest got to be higher-leveled. @Leopardmask @Reyfairchild @Aliciawonderland @Heirless @Buffykiev

[center][b][size=5]Day 7[/size][/b] [item=teardrop citrine necklace] [b]Apparel[/b][/center] [center]-BREEDING TOKEN- [i]Will be used at a later date, as no pairs are currently RTB[/i][/center] [rule] [b]Commentary:[/b] C'mon, Pinkerton. [i]Again?![/i]