As the sun rose higher in the sky, it beat on Hilda's back. She'd expected slightly cooler weather, but the valley held onto the heat unexpectedly well. Eventually, the warmth coupled with the uneven terrain of rough river rock had Hilda scouring the bank for a place to take a quick rest. Thankfully, she came across a huge smooth rock just under the shade of a scrubby little tree. She gratefully sprawled across it on her belly, and as her hounds realized she was no longer following them they returned one by one to take a needed, but begrudging, rest with her.
Hilda, frustrated by Fork running off, took off toward the shrubby incline to follow him. She only made it a couple feet into a rough wildlife trail cut into the mountain by generations of animal use before Fork came trotting happily back. In his maw was... a pelt?
He pranced right up to her and deposited the mass of fur at her feet. When she reached down to unravel it, it was entirely too big for the duskrat she had expected. "Is this a berdir? How did you even find this?" Fork just looked at her dumbly, but proudly, before taking off to catch up with Oak and Deep Sea.
Hilda, Oak, Fork, and Deep Sea wandered along the winding creek, turning over the occassional stone or trying their hand (or paw) at panning. The voices of the other expeditioners began to fade into the background as each team took their own path, or stopped to study something at their own pace. Deep Sea and Oak chased each other through the shallows, chomping both at each others heels and at the droplets of water they kicked up.
Fork plodded by her side, occassionally pausing to explore a new smell, until she and Fork both suddenly heard an squeak to their right. Fork, ever the puppy, took off before Hilda could stop him.
Hilda held back while Oak and Fork continued exploring the bank of the creek, watching Deep Sea over her shoulder. He huffed and snuffled, shoving his head deep inside a mangled shrub, until only his tall spiraling horns peeked through the top. He rustled around for a few minutes, but eventually emerged empty-handed and gave a mournful whine to Hilda. Obviously he'd thought he was on to something good.
"Come on," Hilda called, giving Deep Sea a good scratch when he approached. "Every smell can't be a winner. I'm sure we'll find something good farther down the creek." As though he understood, Deep Sea took off after Oak and Fork.
Your handler hikes up the side of the valley, into some scrubby brush to investigate whatever the Hound is so interested in.
Roll -- Result
1 -- Your handler wanders around a bit, and comes across a small smeared foot print.
2 -- The scrub gets too thick to make any more progress.
3 -- Your handler nearly turns an ankle on a twisted root. 4 -- Event! -- A berdir bursts from the scrub, and begins to run. Submit a claim to follow!
5 -- Your Hound hovers over a hole in the valleyside. Perhaps a duskrat lives there ...
6 -- Your handler looks around, and notices a Duskrat Tail Feather.
7 -- Your Hound startles a duskrat from its hiding place. Receive a Duskrat Hunt Tag.
8 -- Your handler hikes around for a while, but doesn't find anything of interest.
9 -- Your Hound keeps rushing ahead, but you manage to call them back. Receive +5 training on this expedition. 10 -- Event! -- Under a scrubby tree your handler notices a little garden of herbs. Submit a claim to investigate.
11 -- Something runs through the brush, but your handler can't make it out.
12 -- Your handler spends several hours hiking around the valley, but eventually returns to the creek.
13 -- Your handler notices a tuft of fur caught on a bush, but isn't sure what left it there.
14 -- Your Hound begins to lose interest, and starts to wander back to the creek.
15 -- Your handler finds a good vantage point, but doesn't catch sight of anything interesting.
16 -- Your handler finds a nice tree and spends some time in its shade. 17 -- Event! -- As your handler creeps forward they catch sight of a melanistic berdir. Submit a claim to attempt to follow!
18 -- Your handler is suddenly face-to-face with a berdir, but it bolts away before anything can happen.
19 -- The feeling of begin watched never goes away, but your handler can't find the source. 20 -- Event -- Your handler hears a bark!?! And it wasn't their Hound. Submit a claim to investigate.
DarkHeartedSorrows Staff Member
Expedition Approval: https://itona.io/submissions/view/1594
Primary Handler: https://itona.io/user/DarkHeartedSorrows
Bonuses: Brace Handling
Hounds: S-00040 Deep Sea
Instincts: Biddable
Bonuses:
Hounds: S-00055 Oak
Instincts: Azzaruan
Bonuses:
Hounds: K-00057 Fork
Instincts:
Bonuses:
2024-07-09 07:21:26 (Edited 2024-07-09 07:23:48)
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DarkHeartedSorrows Staff Member
Roll: 5/7
Extra Dice Roll: https://www.deviantart.com/darkheartedsorrows/art/Itona-Glimmer-Creek-Expedition-5-1073416029
Roll Result: 15 — Your handler find a perfectly smooth topped rock and stops for a break. They feel reinvigorated! You may take an additional roll for this expedition
Wordcount: 102
As the sun rose higher in the sky, it beat on Hilda's back. She'd expected slightly cooler weather, but the valley held onto the heat unexpectedly well. Eventually, the warmth coupled with the uneven terrain of rough river rock had Hilda scouring the bank for a place to take a quick rest. Thankfully, she came across a huge smooth rock just under the shade of a scrubby little tree. She gratefully sprawled across it on her belly, and as her hounds realized she was no longer following them they returned one by one to take a needed, but begrudging, rest with her.
2024-07-10 17:28:31 (Edited 2024-07-10 17:33:39)
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DarkHeartedSorrows Staff Member
Roll: 4/7
Extra Dice Roll: https://www.deviantart.com/darkheartedsorrows/art/Itona-Glimmer-Creek-Expedition-4-1073416042
Roll Result: 13 Your Hound vanishes into the scrub, and returns with a Berdir Pelt!
Wordcount: 110 (yes, really)
Hilda, frustrated by Fork running off, took off toward the shrubby incline to follow him. She only made it a couple feet into a rough wildlife trail cut into the mountain by generations of animal use before Fork came trotting happily back. In his maw was... a pelt?
He pranced right up to her and deposited the mass of fur at her feet. When she reached down to unravel it, it was entirely too big for the duskrat she had expected. "Is this a berdir? How did you even find this?" Fork just looked at her dumbly, but proudly, before taking off to catch up with Oak and Deep Sea.
2024-07-10 17:21:22 (Edited 2024-07-10 17:26:12)
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DarkHeartedSorrows Staff Member
Roll: 3/7
Extra Dice Roll: https://www.deviantart.com/darkheartedsorrows/art/Itona-Glimmer-Creek-Expedition-3-1073416050
Roll result: 10 — Your Hound hears something squeak, and runs after it. After a few moments they return. Receive a Duskrat Hunt Tag!
Wordcount: 112
Hilda, Oak, Fork, and Deep Sea wandered along the winding creek, turning over the occassional stone or trying their hand (or paw) at panning. The voices of the other expeditioners began to fade into the background as each team took their own path, or stopped to study something at their own pace. Deep Sea and Oak chased each other through the shallows, chomping both at each others heels and at the droplets of water they kicked up.
Fork plodded by her side, occassionally pausing to explore a new smell, until she and Fork both suddenly heard an squeak to their right. Fork, ever the puppy, took off before Hilda could stop him.
2024-07-10 17:13:33 (Edited 2024-07-10 17:19:34)
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DarkHeartedSorrows Staff Member
Roll: 2/7
Extra Dice Roll: https://www.deviantart.com/darkheartedsorrows/art/Itona-Glimmer-Creek-Expedition-2-1073416061
Roll result: 14 -- Your Hound begins to lose interest, and starts to wander back to the creek.
Wordcount: 110 (again)
Hilda held back while Oak and Fork continued exploring the bank of the creek, watching Deep Sea over her shoulder. He huffed and snuffled, shoving his head deep inside a mangled shrub, until only his tall spiraling horns peeked through the top. He rustled around for a few minutes, but eventually emerged empty-handed and gave a mournful whine to Hilda. Obviously he'd thought he was on to something good.
"Come on," Hilda called, giving Deep Sea a good scratch when he approached. "Every smell can't be a winner. I'm sure we'll find something good farther down the creek." As though he understood, Deep Sea took off after Oak and Fork.
2024-07-10 17:06:39 (Edited 2024-07-10 17:11:10)
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Admin Staff Member
Your handler hikes up the side of the valley, into some scrubby brush to investigate whatever the Hound is so interested in.
Roll -- Result
1 -- Your handler wanders around a bit, and comes across a small smeared foot print.
2 -- The scrub gets too thick to make any more progress.
3 -- Your handler nearly turns an ankle on a twisted root.
4 -- Event! -- A berdir bursts from the scrub, and begins to run. Submit a claim to follow!
5 -- Your Hound hovers over a hole in the valleyside. Perhaps a duskrat lives there ...
6 -- Your handler looks around, and notices a Duskrat Tail Feather.
7 -- Your Hound startles a duskrat from its hiding place. Receive a Duskrat Hunt Tag.
8 -- Your handler hikes around for a while, but doesn't find anything of interest.
9 -- Your Hound keeps rushing ahead, but you manage to call them back. Receive +5 training on this expedition.
10 -- Event! -- Under a scrubby tree your handler notices a little garden of herbs. Submit a claim to investigate.
11 -- Something runs through the brush, but your handler can't make it out.
12 -- Your handler spends several hours hiking around the valley, but eventually returns to the creek.
13 -- Your handler notices a tuft of fur caught on a bush, but isn't sure what left it there.
14 -- Your Hound begins to lose interest, and starts to wander back to the creek.
15 -- Your handler finds a good vantage point, but doesn't catch sight of anything interesting.
16 -- Your handler finds a nice tree and spends some time in its shade.
17 -- Event! -- As your handler creeps forward they catch sight of a melanistic berdir. Submit a claim to attempt to follow!
18 -- Your handler is suddenly face-to-face with a berdir, but it bolts away before anything can happen.
19 -- The feeling of begin watched never goes away, but your handler can't find the source.
20 -- Event -- Your handler hears a bark!?! And it wasn't their Hound. Submit a claim to investigate.
2024-07-10 15:52:29
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