TOPIC | [MJ 2021] Cloudveil Tales CYOA
SUNDAY
[b]Cast a wavy line[/b] - Aislinn decided that, from what she remembered of her time has a hatchling in the Wind territory, was the green mist and wind that would gust in pretty wavy lines. Perhaps this was the right choice, she mused...
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MONDAY
[b]She rolled a 4[/b] - The paper flew out of her claws and she tried to chase it [b]following the wind[/b] as it seemed the only way she could try to retrieve it! Perhaps not all would be lost, if she could just get to it...
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@unidra
May you add me to the pinglist? Love CYOAs! Also, are we allowed to take any number of paths in the story?
Edit: and do we have to post about our choices?
May you add me to the pinglist? Love CYOAs! Also, are we allowed to take any number of paths in the story?
Edit: and do we have to post about our choices?
@unidra
May you add me to the pinglist? Love CYOAs! Also, are we allowed to take any number of paths in the story?
Edit: and do we have to post about our choices?
May you add me to the pinglist? Love CYOAs! Also, are we allowed to take any number of paths in the story?
Edit: and do we have to post about our choices?
[b]Wavy Line[/b]
Kyuri blinked as the green glow from the pendant swirled around her claw tips. She recognized what it was - wind magic. Her father was a wind dragon with a natural talent in this magic, but having been hatched in the Shrieking Wilds, Kyuri had never been able to wield this particular magic before. Following her natural instincts as a spiral dragon, she gestured a very wavy line into the paper.
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[b] Rolled 4 [/b]
Before she could get a good look at what happened after she cast her magic, a powerful wind ripped the paper from her claws and carried it away. Kyuri blinked, her large faceted eyes shimmering with the movement of her head. She sighed, then curled atop a tree root, considering her options.
Though she was tempted by the deer path in front of her, as she often followed such paths to explore the forests of her childhood home, her goal here was not to explore but to find her way out. [b]Going towards the sun[/b], she reasoned, was her best option, because at the very least she would always know in which direction she was headed if she were following the sun.
Wavy Line
Kyuri blinked as the green glow from the pendant swirled around her claw tips. She recognized what it was - wind magic. Her father was a wind dragon with a natural talent in this magic, but having been hatched in the Shrieking Wilds, Kyuri had never been able to wield this particular magic before. Following her natural instincts as a spiral dragon, she gestured a very wavy line into the paper.
Rolled 4
Before she could get a good look at what happened after she cast her magic, a powerful wind ripped the paper from her claws and carried it away. Kyuri blinked, her large faceted eyes shimmering with the movement of her head. She sighed, then curled atop a tree root, considering her options.
Though she was tempted by the deer path in front of her, as she often followed such paths to explore the forests of her childhood home, her goal here was not to explore but to find her way out. Going towards the sun, she reasoned, was her best option, because at the very least she would always know in which direction she was headed if she were following the sun.
Kyuri blinked as the green glow from the pendant swirled around her claw tips. She recognized what it was - wind magic. Her father was a wind dragon with a natural talent in this magic, but having been hatched in the Shrieking Wilds, Kyuri had never been able to wield this particular magic before. Following her natural instincts as a spiral dragon, she gestured a very wavy line into the paper.
Rolled 4
Before she could get a good look at what happened after she cast her magic, a powerful wind ripped the paper from her claws and carried it away. Kyuri blinked, her large faceted eyes shimmering with the movement of her head. She sighed, then curled atop a tree root, considering her options.
Though she was tempted by the deer path in front of her, as she often followed such paths to explore the forests of her childhood home, her goal here was not to explore but to find her way out. Going towards the sun, she reasoned, was her best option, because at the very least she would always know in which direction she was headed if she were following the sun.
[ s u n d a y + m o n d a y ]
I decided to go with cyclone ----> rolled a two ;) I think I will journey due west towards absolutely nothing (4) Maybe the map is incomplete or the faintness of it makes it only appear as though there is nothing |
[ s u n d a y + m o n d a y ]
I decided to go with cyclone ----> rolled a two ;) I think I will journey due west towards absolutely nothing (4) Maybe the map is incomplete or the faintness of it makes it only appear as though there is nothing |
... solitude's fun, don't get me wrong. For heaven's sake after a hundred years.... -BEN
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[center][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Day One (Sunday)[/b][/center]
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[columns]Frosty looks at the piece of paper. Quite used to seeing Wind magic, Frosty is still a Water dragon and thus had never been able to cast Wind magic. He is excited by the prospect and draws something simple: [b]A wavy line[/b]. It reminded him of the little cat face emoji he would often draw to communicate that he is happy since nearly every dragon could not hear his voice due to being 1/5 the size of a typical Fae.
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[font=Verdana][size=2]Randomly Generated Number: [b][1][/b]
[center][font=Verdana][size=2][b]Day Two (Monday)[/b][/center]
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[nextcol][nextcol][nextcol]Frosty makes a ":D" face. The magic seemed to work as he looks at the semi-formed map. However... this still presented a problem. He isn't able to get anywhere due to his size! It is why he always travels with one of his Clan members since it took months for him to travel any significant distance... He hoped there was a dragon who could help him out as he started towards the [b]Singer's Brook[/b] in hopes to find his [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=317029]friend's Clan[/url]. [/columns]
Day One (Sunday)
Frosty looks at the piece of paper. Quite used to seeing Wind magic, Frosty is still a Water dragon and thus had never been able to cast Wind magic. He is excited by the prospect and draws something simple: A wavy line. It reminded him of the little cat face emoji he would often draw to communicate that he is happy since nearly every dragon could not hear his voice due to being 1/5 the size of a typical Fae. |
Randomly Generated Number: [1]
Day Two (Monday)
Frosty makes a ":D" face. The magic seemed to work as he looks at the semi-formed map. However... this still presented a problem. He isn't able to get anywhere due to his size! It is why he always travels with one of his Clan members since it took months for him to travel any significant distance... He hoped there was a dragon who could help him out as he started towards the Singer's Brook in hopes to find his friend's Clan. |
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[url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2987391/16#post_46967932]SUNDAY[/url]
MONDAY:
A few jangles of the pendant produced nothing new, and Harriet sighed irritably. Well, there was nothing to be done just sitting here. Wind or no wind, the sun was the most reliable navigator she had. Stuffing the pendant into her pocket, she took off, [b]flying toward the sun.[/b]
Inventory: one pendant.
SUNDAY
MONDAY:
A few jangles of the pendant produced nothing new, and Harriet sighed irritably. Well, there was nothing to be done just sitting here. Wind or no wind, the sun was the most reliable navigator she had. Stuffing the pendant into her pocket, she took off, flying toward the sun.
Inventory: one pendant.