Learning the ropes can be knotty ( Wyspr)
Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2003 2:27 pmHail and well met, this is Wyspr. I had thought deeply about utilizing my beautiful dragon Whine on the basis of what I had learned the day before and what others had told me.
I went to the stables and retrieved him from the stablemistress. He was happy to see me and wriggled in joy (and hunger) so I patted him, told him how strong he looked and how wonderfully his eyes whirled and fed him a couple slabs of meat. He belched and smiled toothily. The stablemistress rolled her eyes and hefted her pitchfork meaningfully so we headed outside.
We exited the city and headed north. I asked him to check the area before using his flame breath and he agreed. On the way north through the thick forests we encountered a few minor creatures bent on doing me harm and Whine handily took care of them. However, each time, one of his fire bolts would zero in on me, no matter WHERE I was standing. Once he didn't even use his fire breath until AFTER the battle and then casually lobbed a flaming sphere at me. OUCH!
I thought deeply about this again. Next time we encountered something bad, I told him to stop whatever he was doing and attack! Whine liked this approach. He was able to react independently to danger and use his fire breath and not once did he send a hot one my way.
The hunting was sparse in the hunting grounds north of Britain and west of Minoc but we did take out a few harpies, ents, reapers and gazers. No titans, ettins, ogres or anything. THEN, we spotted an Ogre Lord. Yes, just the test I had been looking for.
We retreated until the OL was out of sight while I blessed and protected my beloved Whine. Then, we advanced and when the angry red Ogre Lord was in sight, I told Whine to STOP and ATTACK! It worked beautifully. He charged in and started chomping and flaming the OL.
My eyes widened with horror as I saw the amount of damage Whine was taking. I couldn't keep him healed fast enough although I spent every bit of magical energy I possessed and all my greater heal scrolls. Perhaps I should have started healing at the very start of the battle, I do not know. Perhaps Whine was just not capable of fighting a creature filled with such powerful evil and strength.
He was doing some damage to the OL but the OL was punishing Whine way too much. I yelled at Whine to cut it out and just follow me the heck outta there but as he turned, the vicious Ogre Lord landed a fatal, last blow to my friends spine. *CRUNCH* Whine collapsed in a red/purple heap.
I sobbed as I rode away and struggled to recover my demeanor enough to cast a Gate spell for return to Britain. Poor Whine, lost to my ignorance of his relative power. Next dragonfriend I get won't suffer this, I vowed.
Now I will return to my home in Yew and regard the light dancing over the waves as they roll into shore, the susurration of the water filling my mind, trying to wash away the death of my friend.
I went to the stables and retrieved him from the stablemistress. He was happy to see me and wriggled in joy (and hunger) so I patted him, told him how strong he looked and how wonderfully his eyes whirled and fed him a couple slabs of meat. He belched and smiled toothily. The stablemistress rolled her eyes and hefted her pitchfork meaningfully so we headed outside.
We exited the city and headed north. I asked him to check the area before using his flame breath and he agreed. On the way north through the thick forests we encountered a few minor creatures bent on doing me harm and Whine handily took care of them. However, each time, one of his fire bolts would zero in on me, no matter WHERE I was standing. Once he didn't even use his fire breath until AFTER the battle and then casually lobbed a flaming sphere at me. OUCH!
I thought deeply about this again. Next time we encountered something bad, I told him to stop whatever he was doing and attack! Whine liked this approach. He was able to react independently to danger and use his fire breath and not once did he send a hot one my way.
The hunting was sparse in the hunting grounds north of Britain and west of Minoc but we did take out a few harpies, ents, reapers and gazers. No titans, ettins, ogres or anything. THEN, we spotted an Ogre Lord. Yes, just the test I had been looking for.
We retreated until the OL was out of sight while I blessed and protected my beloved Whine. Then, we advanced and when the angry red Ogre Lord was in sight, I told Whine to STOP and ATTACK! It worked beautifully. He charged in and started chomping and flaming the OL.
My eyes widened with horror as I saw the amount of damage Whine was taking. I couldn't keep him healed fast enough although I spent every bit of magical energy I possessed and all my greater heal scrolls. Perhaps I should have started healing at the very start of the battle, I do not know. Perhaps Whine was just not capable of fighting a creature filled with such powerful evil and strength.
He was doing some damage to the OL but the OL was punishing Whine way too much. I yelled at Whine to cut it out and just follow me the heck outta there but as he turned, the vicious Ogre Lord landed a fatal, last blow to my friends spine. *CRUNCH* Whine collapsed in a red/purple heap.
I sobbed as I rode away and struggled to recover my demeanor enough to cast a Gate spell for return to Britain. Poor Whine, lost to my ignorance of his relative power. Next dragonfriend I get won't suffer this, I vowed.
Now I will return to my home in Yew and regard the light dancing over the waves as they roll into shore, the susurration of the water filling my mind, trying to wash away the death of my friend.
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