Tournament of Champions CR .5 to 5 (Archive)
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Psybo, the psionic brachiosaurus, works his way to the middle of the arena and telepathically broadcasts to the audience.
“Ladies, gentlemen, and genderless creatures! Welcome to our first quarterfinal match of the CR .5 edition of the Tournament of Champions! This match features the best of the Chaotic Good forces against the best of the Lawful Evil forces.”
Making his way into the arena and starting at position 115N115E, this combatant measures 4 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 90 pounds. He has a record of one win, one loss, and zero draws in the main battle, losing to Neutral’s powerful neanderthal! He hails from the distant land of Elfquest on the Prime Material plane, where his tribe is closely allied with wolves. He is currently raising a wolf puppy, who he hopes will mature into a ranger’s animal companion. Representing the forces of Chaotic Good, please welcome the wild elf Beeeeeeeeeeeearclaaaaaaaaaw!”
Bearclaw enters to the wild cheers of the Chaotic Good faction of the audience. He wears his brown hair in a topknot and a necklace with three bear claws in it. Wearing studded leather armor and a light shield strapped to his back, he readies his longbow while his sword Two-Edge stays sheathed at his side.
“Now making his way into the arena and starting at position 0N0E, this combatant measures 2 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 32 pounds. He is winless in the main battle, with a record of zero wins, one loss, and zero draws. In his only loss, he was forced to fight the agile asherati, where he was surprised by his Neutral opponent‘s two weapon fighting style. He is the self-proclaimed Valet from Hell, Defeater of the Saxons, and Sovereign of all Engleberry! Representing the forces of Lawful Evil, please welcome the wispling Weeeeeeeeeeesley!”
The polite applause of the Lawful Evil faction welcome Wesley the Wispling as he enters. Resplendent with his flaming red hair, hellish red cloak, and a fiendishly fabulous yellow tunic under some elf-leather armor, he looks every bit the well adorned tyrant. A light wooden shield is strapped to his back and his short sword is sheathed. His light crossbow is loaded and ready in his tiny hands.
Psybo communicates telepathically to the two combatants. “OK you two, let’s have a fair fight. No unauthorized use of poison, and no wimpy running out of the arena. The Lawful Evil representative will choose whether Bearclaw or Wesley will have the initiative in the first round.”
Psybo waits for the directive from the Lawful Evil commander.
“Ladies, gentlemen, and genderless creatures! Welcome to our first quarterfinal match of the CR .5 edition of the Tournament of Champions! This match features the best of the Chaotic Good forces against the best of the Lawful Evil forces.”
Making his way into the arena and starting at position 115N115E, this combatant measures 4 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 90 pounds. He has a record of one win, one loss, and zero draws in the main battle, losing to Neutral’s powerful neanderthal! He hails from the distant land of Elfquest on the Prime Material plane, where his tribe is closely allied with wolves. He is currently raising a wolf puppy, who he hopes will mature into a ranger’s animal companion. Representing the forces of Chaotic Good, please welcome the wild elf Beeeeeeeeeeeearclaaaaaaaaaw!”
Bearclaw enters to the wild cheers of the Chaotic Good faction of the audience. He wears his brown hair in a topknot and a necklace with three bear claws in it. Wearing studded leather armor and a light shield strapped to his back, he readies his longbow while his sword Two-Edge stays sheathed at his side.
“Now making his way into the arena and starting at position 0N0E, this combatant measures 2 feet 10 inches tall and weighs 32 pounds. He is winless in the main battle, with a record of zero wins, one loss, and zero draws. In his only loss, he was forced to fight the agile asherati, where he was surprised by his Neutral opponent‘s two weapon fighting style. He is the self-proclaimed Valet from Hell, Defeater of the Saxons, and Sovereign of all Engleberry! Representing the forces of Lawful Evil, please welcome the wispling Weeeeeeeeeeesley!”
The polite applause of the Lawful Evil faction welcome Wesley the Wispling as he enters. Resplendent with his flaming red hair, hellish red cloak, and a fiendishly fabulous yellow tunic under some elf-leather armor, he looks every bit the well adorned tyrant. A light wooden shield is strapped to his back and his short sword is sheathed. His light crossbow is loaded and ready in his tiny hands.
Psybo communicates telepathically to the two combatants. “OK you two, let’s have a fair fight. No unauthorized use of poison, and no wimpy running out of the arena. The Lawful Evil representative will choose whether Bearclaw or Wesley will have the initiative in the first round.”
Psybo waits for the directive from the Lawful Evil commander.
ugulu
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Wesley is given the nod to go first...which is good, because he's twitching and dancing with so much energy he looks like he's about to scream.
Then he screams.
Then he moves toward his soon-to-be-ex-foe, yelling something that might just be intimidating if it wasn't coming from a dandied-up dude of under 3 feet in height.
With an evil gleam in his eye, he moves to 15n15e, drops to the ground, then fires his XBow. As the bolt streaks towards the obviously intimidated elf, Wesley yells "I need a patch for my armor, and your flesh is the perfect color."
Then he screams.
Then he moves toward his soon-to-be-ex-foe, yelling something that might just be intimidating if it wasn't coming from a dandied-up dude of under 3 feet in height.
With an evil gleam in his eye, he moves to 15n15e, drops to the ground, then fires his XBow. As the bolt streaks towards the obviously intimidated elf, Wesley yells "I need a patch for my armor, and your flesh is the perfect color."
Surprised by Wesley's sudden action, Psybo stomps out of the arena as quickly as he can.
"Cue the music!" Suddenly the arena is filled with the Kirk vs. Spock Deathmatch theme from the Vulcan mating ritual episode.
"Ring the bell!"
Ding Ding! Round 1!
Having jumped the bell by a good five seconds, Wesley fires.
His drop forced him to aim low - the bolt pitifully skips off the dirt. (Rolled 6-2 for long range = 4)
"Cue the music!" Suddenly the arena is filled with the Kirk vs. Spock Deathmatch theme from the Vulcan mating ritual episode.
"Ring the bell!"
Ding Ding! Round 1!
Having jumped the bell by a good five seconds, Wesley fires.
His drop forced him to aim low - the bolt pitifully skips off the dirt. (Rolled 6-2 for long range = 4)
Evilhalfling
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Ooooowwwoooo!
Bearclaw dashes to 95e110n and fires his bow at the demented child.
Bearclaw dashes to 95e110n and fires his bow at the demented child.
The arrow strikes Wesley right in the head, turning his red hair even more red. (Rolled 22-2 for long range = 20)
7 points of damage! The wispling doesn't move.
Ding Ding Ding! "And the winner by standard victory after 1 round - Beeeeeeeeaaarclaw!"
"The Neutral Good representative will choose the next quarterfinal match."
OOC: ugulu, you can pick LG, CE, or pass after such a humiliating defeat!
7 points of damage! The wispling doesn't move.
Ding Ding Ding! "And the winner by standard victory after 1 round - Beeeeeeeeaaarclaw!"
"The Neutral Good representative will choose the next quarterfinal match."
OOC: ugulu, you can pick LG, CE, or pass after such a humiliating defeat!
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