Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments

[sblock=renaldo, the night before] Looking at the woman he does his best to commit her to memory, then continueson his way. he is ever vigilant as to who might be follow2ing him...the run in with at the tounament line has left him a bit uneasy. when he arrives at the adventuring guild he will head for the tavern, unless challenged by the guard.[/sblock]

[sblock= Renldo as standard bearer] His unifor is freshly pressed, the plume is new and perfectly placed. he marches in perfect cadence keeping a perfect distance from the Lady...except for the cornerso of his eyes, those he reserves for the looking out for danger. and looking for any strange behaviour of any in the crouds.[/sblock]

[sblock= renaldo during the archery contest]

he approaches the lord and lady in the tent and bows, and as the lady had given him permission to be with the centaur and his group, that is where he heads

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[SBLOCK=The previous night...]
Valen takes Aleera's hand and leads her to sit beside him on the bed, the single piece of furniture in his spartan quarters. "I knew Estelle only briefly. But William, a holy warrior, saw no evil in her. And she never played us false." He then smiles. "But if it makes you feel at ease, you know the only people I trust outside of my order are yourself, Johen, Muzdum, Aohdan, and William, wherever he may be. I promise to be wary until we are sure she has no hidden agenda..." He pauses thoughtfully. "Are you sure nothing else is bothering you, my love?"[/sblock]

The first day of the tourney...

Valen had risen early, and checked the condition of his bow and arrows. He attended the opening ceremony, but rather than watching the pageantry, he concentrated on watching for anybody attempting to approach his friends surreptitiously.
 

Muzdum spends the day following Ahodan, drinking from a mug of ale, that he often full with a wheeled keg he caries with him. The dwarf seems to be in very good mod, and his good natured sense of humour is back.
"Look a' tha' guy! 'is head 's like a pineapple! Ha ha ha!" pointing at some random person.
 

[sblock=The Previous Night with Renaldo]The note on the tavern door spoiled her plans, so she waited not-so-patiently for the elite guard to return. Once he did she stated coolly from the shadows, "They closed it because of the dragon-fight you guys were in. Seems killing between guild members, especially hidden dragon guild members, really creates a scene." She smiles at him, her beauty apparent no matter which way you look at her. She seemingly exuded appeal.

Estelle slowly walks up to him and pokes him in the chest with one extended finger, "But you still owe me a drink, no matter if it's closed or not. Don't you think?"[/sblock]

Day One: Morning

Estelle meets up with the group, though not formally, she casually slinks in around them after they assembled without much fanfare. It's how she would prefer it: minimal questions about what she's been doing, blending in as much as she could.

The morning sun lights up her face and makes her eyes shine. Her skin flushes a bit under the intensity. She pulls her hair out to allow it to drape down her shoulders, and when she moves a few daggers on her hip are visible along with a beautiful chain shirt under her blouse.

When Renaldo parades past she waves at him playfully, jokingly, and states to anyone nearby, "He's good at what he does, it would seem."
 

Shayuri drifts from stall to stall, eyes lingering on the festive, overpriced products without really seeing them. She tours the tents of the lords and ladies, as quiet and as responsive as a ghost long lost in the contemplation of its own demise. Save for one moment when she passed the Lady Dawn's tent and for a moment looked up. Silver eyes locked with silver eyes for a brief moment before Shayuri gave a nod and looked away.

Confronting ancient evils would have to wait today. She had TWO competitions, and the pressure was driving her mad. She kept reaching into her satchel and brushing a finger against the scrolls she'd packed for the day's events. She'd invested so much into this...even though she'd still have the teaching job if she lost, suddenly the idea of losing loomed ugly and terrible when before it hadn't seemed so bad.

I will show them what magic in the right hands can do!

Her feet brought her to the edge of the archery range finally, and she paced restlessly near it, like a caged tiger that scents meat.

(OOC - Planning on using Master's Touch, Guiding Light, and Magic Weapon for this competition.)
 

Aohdan dosn't take to the crowds very well and tries to keep at least one side of him against a wall rather than being completely surrounded by the thronging mass of people. He takes care to not imbibe too much of the contents of Muzdum's keg, even with his friend constantly pressing it on him. He ultimately makes it to the archery grounds and puts one side of himself to a wall. When Shayuri shows up he smiles and greats her, but says little besides wishing her luck. He has his eyes peeled for any of the characters he met in the bar last night. He is content to wait for the contest to begin.
 

Alaric sleeps in a bit, eventually rising to fetch breakfast and study his spellbook at the same time, preparing for the day ahead. He hurries along after breakfast to see the opening ceremonies, then wends his way through the crowds to find the Baron of Reislau, his home province. Alaric drops by the Baron's tent to wish him luck, then extricates himself from the tournament grounds to 'find' some painting supplies around town.

Eventually, Alaric returns to the tournament grounds shortly before the archery contest is supposed to begin, some paper and basic paints in hand. He searches the area for his comrades from the Silvergard expedition, and makes his way to Aodhan's side with some pushing and shoving of random nobodies (as far as he's concerned).

"Whew! 'S tough gettin' 'round with all these folks in the way! How're you feelin', Aodhan?! Psyched up fer the competition? You'd think all these folks were gonna be shootin' an' fightin' in the tourney thesselves, with how much they shout an' jostle ever'one around 'em!" he says jovially.

Alaric sets up his cobbled-together painting board and paper, putting a bit of each paint on his easel, and readying his brush. "So Shayuri, would you like a painting of yourself before the tourney begins?" he asks the Emiran sorceress with a smile.
 
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OOC: are we allowed to use magic to boost our chances?



Johen will remain with his companions involved in the archery. He will make sure no one comes too closely and will ask High-Flyer to survey the grounds. He will salute Shokar when he sees him.


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L0 (4) DC13 : Detect Magic x2 - Cure Minor Wounds - Detect Poison
L1 (3) DC14 : Speak with Animals - Entangle - Cure Light Wounds
L2 (2) DC15 : Flaming Sphere - Owl's wisdom
+1 level 1 with Pearl
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[sblock=The Night Before]Valen and Aleera

Aleera looks into Valen's eyes with a mixture of fear and resolve, "All of this talk of assassins and knowing the Dagger is here in the city somewhere...it all has me on edge. Sometimes I despair of ever living a life without peril and turmoil and strife."

Renaldo and Estelle

Upon seeing Estelle again, something starts tickling at the back of Renaldo's mind. He realizes that the woman he caught a glimpse of at the Lords' Manor, what little he saw of her, looked very much like Estelle. In fact, it could very well have been her, except perhaps a bit more pale in the skin, though that could've been a trick of the light.[/sblock]

OOC: To answer Amaury's question, no active magics are allowed when the contestants enter the archery range. They have one minute (6 rounds) to take each shot, which allows time for a few spells once they are there.

OOC: Which Lord or Lady's tent is Renaldo visiting during the Archery event? Lady Nineveh is busy preparing for tonight's debate. Lady Devera is at competing at the archery event.

OOC: Where is Estelle going to be during the Archery event?

The Archery Event

Shokar returns Johen's salute with one of his own. The stoic young warrior doesn't smile but it is evident that he respects the druid.

The two dozen archers are gathered before the judges, each in turn monitored by a judge while they utilize any preparatory magic. Lady Devera, an alluring elven woman, has changed from the finery of the opening ceremonies into a more modest and practical outfit of leather breeches and vest, leaving her arms bare and free to move. Captain Jannus, an uptight looking young man, continues to wear his formal uniform.

The officiator of this event announces the rules, "You will each be taking ten shots of increasing difficulty. If you miss the target completely or do not take your shot, you will be out of the competition. Points will be scored based on how close your shot gets to the center of the target. You will have one minute to take each shot. Are there any questions before we begin?"

OOC: Arkhandus, feel free to make a Craft check for Alaric (assuming that he has Shayuri's permission for the portrait ;)). Amaury, make Spot checks for Johen and Highflyer.

OOC: In game mechanic terms, the archery event works as follows. The targets have a base AC of 10. Range increment penalties will apply based on the weapon you are using. Note that the final two shots are beyond the maximum range of most weapons except longbows, composite longbows and heavy crossbows.

Shot 1: AC 10, range 25 feet (Point Blank Shot feat applies)

Shot 2: AC 10, range 100 feet.

Shot 3: AC 10, range 200 feet.

Shot 4: AC 10, range 300 feet.

Shot 5: AC 15 (the target is set to swing, pendulum style), range 400 feet.

Shot 6: AC 10, range 500 feet.

Shot 7: AC 10, range 600 feet.

Shot 8: AC 15 (pendulum target), range 750 feet.

Shot 9: AC 10, range 1,000 feet.

Shot 10: AC 15 (pendulum target), range 1,000 feet.

Point Values

Hitting the Target = 1 point
Hitting the center ring of the target (exceeding the AC by 4 or more) = 2 points
Hitting the bullseye (scoring a critical) = 5 points

The archer with the most points wins the event and a Masterwork Composite Longbow custom made for the winner's strength (which will be ready about two weeks after the end of the tournament).

The point totals also carry over to the overall tournament standings for those competing for a Lordship.

OOC: After asking any questions of the officials, archers, make your preparations within the one minute time frame and then take your first shots.
 
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"Well, 'ts time to earn a lordship!" The dwarf lets his keg in a safe place, and approaches the officiator, and after he hears the rules, the bulky character makes his way to his position in the archery range.
Patiently the bearded short guy loads his big crossbow, calibrates it a bit, places the volt in position, and aims. After the sign is given, the dwarf fires his crossbow, hitting the target fair in the centre.
"Ha! Tha's the stuff, goo' shot fer thi dwarf."

Hit! a 15
 

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