He casts a glance at Shayuri, some more recent apprentice of Entan's or something, and quite unfamiliar to him. "Well that's strange." is all he says out loud, and continues walking off towards the registration for the Tournaments, chewing a bit more on the long blade of grass between his teeth.
(OOC - He doesn't remember her questioning him just a few minutes ago? )
"Strange?" Shayuri asks, jerking around to look at Alaric after being momentarily spellbound by the Lady Dawn. "Strange doesn't begin to describe it! She invited you...me...both of us... I don't even know her! Have you met her before?"
Alaric shrugs. "Nope. Never met 'er b'fore. So, 's strange. Not that I aim t' dis'point, so I won't sleight 'er by ignorin' the invitation, outta the blue though it is." He keeps on walking, thinking on the situation. He silently curses himself for losing track of his devious plans for Entan.
(ooc: Nah, it just means that he isn't familiar with her at all beyond the fact that she's someone who's studied under Entan or something, relatively recently, unlike the apprentices he's trained alongside. Alaric's been running around the countryside and then working in Entan's lab for quite a while recently.)
As Lucius, Rennaldo, Johen, Aohdan, Valen and Rungner converse, the line steadily moves forward. Alaric and Shayuri soon make it to the end of the line. Alaric notes the presence of his companions from Silvergard in the line, a dozen people ahead of him, along with the towering presence of a half-ogre. Muzdum also joins the line and finds himself just a couple of people behind Alaric and an exotic Emiran woman. The dwarf also notes the presence of Valen, Aohdan, Johen and the half-ogre further up the line.
Finally, each in turn, they find themselves standing before the tournament officials being asked the following.
"Do you intend to compete for a lordship and if so, which one?" OOC: The list of open lordships is in the first post of the OOC thread.
"Which events do you intend to compete in? Remember, you must compete in at least five events to be eligible for a lordship." OOC: The list of events is likewise in the first post of the OOC thread.
Finally, they are instructed to mark their name in the roster and produce proof of Azgundi citizenship (record of birth in an Azgundi province or certificate of membership in the Adventurer's Guild).
OOC: After registering for the tournament, also include in your next IC post what your character is doing after registering (even if it is hanging around waiting for former companions so you can catch up).
Shayuri eyes the signup sheet and fights to quell the butterflies in her stomach as she eyes the events. No surprises, exactly, but...would this work? Was it even legal?
She looks up at the tournament official helping her and asks, "Do I have to choose just one lordship, or can I elect to compete for more than one?"
She then signs off on the events she feels best prepared for:
Aohdan approaches, barely listens to the words of the officials, and begins signing his name next to several events, all the while jack-jawing at Johen about anything that comes to mind without really looking at what he's doing on the paper. He signs next to archery, dueling, wrestling, drinking, joisting, and debate. He also puts his name next to the Silvergard lordship and actually stops to look at his work. He cocks his head to the side as he notices his name next to debate, and realizes he had thought it said something else. "Oh well." he said and shruged. As he set the quill down, he noticed some fellow named "Chad" wrote his name so big that it ran to the edge of the page, and then down in a wierd taper that made the letters appear to be hanging.
Once e is in front of an official, Valen speaks confidently. "I am Valen Sablewood. I will compete for lordship of Silvergard. I shall participate in the contests of Archery, Drinking, Dueling, Fox Hunt, Joust, Castles, and Wrestling."
He then waits around for his friends, including the latecoming Muzdum, to complete their own registrations.
Lucius walks up and signs his name on the sheets for Archery, Dueling, Wresting, Drinking and Castles. "I will be competing for the Belle Cheval Lordship". After, Lucius waits for Renaldo.
Johen simply nods to Aohdan's chit chat whilst waiting for his turn. He then produces his Adventurer Guild certificate, and registers his name to Debate, Oratory, Castles and Fox Hunt.
He then moves on to wait for his companions and stares at the queue of participants trying to guess what these people would be competing for.
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Aohdan waits for Johen and Valen to finish up, then says "I have the feeling that that mercenary causing trouble will cause even more. I want to follow him and see where he goes, and who he associates with. I'm a bit conspicuous, though..." he trails off and looks meaningfully at his sneakier companions.
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I have heard rumors of trouble brewing at this year's tournament and I have come on behalf of my order to protect and serve the people.[/color] Any sport I take part in while rooting out evil is just a bonus for me", He smiles broadly. And it seems you all know each other, have you come to take part in the tournament together?"
"Actually, I regrett to have never had the Honor of meeting any of you before now. Renaldo. Renaldo D'Argauissi, member of the Elite gurad of House d'Anovia, and if you will be so kind as to excuse a moment, it is my turn to sign the roster..."
He quickly turns to the official when addressed and signs the roster after procucing papers to prove his citizenship by birth.
He answers the questions of the officiial as follows; No he not competing for a title, so he signs his name next to one event: Dueling Tournament. Finishing quickly, he gives the judge a polite bow, his hat still in his hand from his previous conversition with the others in the line.
Moving off to the side to let others continue he himself continues with his conversation,"I do hope to meet you all again some time in the near future, however, i must return to my charge at this moment."
He then bows and takes his leave, his hat now returnng to his head.
Muzdum waits his turn in th line, and when he reaches the official, he says "Sign me in fer all the competitions! And Ah'll compete fer the Lordship of Silvergard". The dwarfs signs his name and his clan name, and step a side. Noticing Aohdan Valen and Johen, he approaches his companions to greet them. "Hail te ye mates." Muzdum places his hands over his belly, smiling as usual, with his tiny eyes almost hidden beneath his populates red eyebrows.
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Alaric briefly considers cutting ahead in the line to greet his adventuring companions from a few months ago, but decides that nobody would likely accept the excuse that they were 'saving his spot'. So he waits, yawning from time to time, chewing the piece of grass until its nothing but mulch to toss aside, and whistling.
At one point he sketches out a sort of self-portrait in the dirt alongside the line, with his foot. Later he tries to occupy himself with thinking of new recipes to try, and ways to attempt covertly making Entan the taste-tester of his culinary creations.
Finally, upon reaching the registration desk, he sighs and mutters something crude in Dwarven. To the official, though, he says in Azgundi "Hoy there, sign me up fer competin' in castles, debate, drinkin', duelin', oratory, and wrasslin'. I'm Alaric, the Alchemist, from the Barony o' Reislau, in Azgund o'course." He fishes out his Adventurer's Guild membership card, since he wouldn't bother carrying something so silly as a birth certificate around. Really, what'd he need that for? He's already born!
After thinking on it a minute, making everyone behind him wait that much longer, he leans one forearm on the desk and adds "Y'know, I wasn't really thinkin' o' competin' fer a lordship, but mebbe I got an obligation t' try fer some acquaintences o' mine. So sign me up fer the lordship o' Silvergard. Not expectin' I'll make it that far, but I figure I oughta try or my friends'll question my dedication t' the cause."
That done, he heads over to the small cluster of familiar faces nearby, calling out "Hail an' well met again, Valen! Still as dour as usual, or are my eyes playin' tricks an' ya look a bit more cheerful? Naw, couldn't be..." in Elven, "Greetin's from the backwoods o' Azgund to ye backwooders o' Turen, Johen an' Aodhan! Have fun watchin' grass grow or whate'er ya do without us around?" in Common, and "Ey there Muzdum, good t' see my strong dwarven friend doin' well!" in Dwarven.
In Common again, he adds while approaching, "We need t' share a few rounds o' ale an' see what all o' ya been up to! Drinks're on me, o'course!" He goes to slap each of his adventuring companions on the back, friendly-like.
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Muzdum rubs his hands together. "Aye, a couple of ales aint soundin' bad a' all, HA! We could warm up tha engine fer the competition" he says slapping his stomach.
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Shayuri watches the display, feeling a cold sinking feeling in her gut. Everyone KNEW each other. They were all old friends! Suddenly she couldn't help wondering if this 'contest' was rigged somehow.
Flustered, she looked towards the tournament attendant in front of her to see if he looked like he was going to answer her question.
And then what?
Well, there was the Lady Dawn's invitation...but she thought she might hover discretely around Alaric's friends first. Just to get a better idea of who they were and what they were up to.
Johen welcomed both Muzdum and Alaric though he was only mildly amused at the joke of the alchemist.
But what surprised him more was the new energy and more laddish way of talking of Alaric which he didn't recall on the Plateau.
The image of these famous purple and pinkish mushrooms immediately popped up to his mind. Hallucineo fungi major?
would he have tried them? Here in Azgund? hmm, maybe some backstreet vendor's job.. the young Tureni druid thought.
Johen goes back to the tournament assistant and asks: "A question if I may. Now that we have registered, what's happening?
When does it all start and what are we supposed to do?"
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OOC: Summary of Player Characters Competing for Lordships
Belle Cheval - Lucius
Silvergard - Alaric, Aohdan, Muzdum, Valen
Un-named Frontier Land - Shayuri
Tournament Grounds: The Line
An official answers Johen's question, "The opening ceremonies commence two days from now. All entrants are required to attend and you will receive instructions on where and when each event takes place at that time."
OOC
Where is everyone off to? You have two days, game time, to kill. Some characters have appointments (Lady Dawn, for example) or duties (Renaldo, for example) but other than that, your time is your own.
Aohdan pesters Valen, Johen, and Muzdum about following up on the icky feeling he got from the mercenary. Or at least finding some way to sneakily torment the fellow.
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I'm going to wait to do the full update until bedford posts, but to answer Shayuri's question....
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