Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments

[Yttermayn]

Aohdan seems distracted when he approaches the firing lane. When he releases, the arrow knock slipped off the string at the last moment and the arrow goes wide. Aohdan shakes his head and leaves the lane.
1d20+4=8 http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1956789/

 

[Shayuri]

Prior to the tournament

Shayuri gives Alaric a curious look, a little distrusting of the mage's mischievous streak, but undeniably flattered in spite of herself. Finally the flattery wins, and she smiles.

"I suppose as long as it won't take too long," she allows. "The tournament will be starting soon."

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The first shot is almost too easy. Shayuri loads her crossbow, an expensive model made by skilled hands, and brings it to her shoulder. After a moment's aim she pulls the trigger with steady hands.

The bolt flies true, striking the center of the target, if not quite a bull's eye.

(To hit: 17 Roll Lookup )

(Note, using no magic this round. Just normal bonus and a masterwork light crossbow)

 

[Arkhandus]

"Wonderful." the wizard says with a grin. He adjusts the painting setup and tries to paint Shayuri's image before the archery contest begins, but the rush, some impurities in the paints, and some folks in the crowd bumping into him on occasion almost ruins the painting. It comes out rather vague, a little off in the posture, and a bit discolored, leaving Alaric disappointed.

"....Not my best work. Must be all the noise and jostling here." he mutters.

((OOC: Shayuri, you're aware Alaric addressed you before the archery began, right?

Edited now. InvisibleCastle hates me lately. 12 on Craft.))
1d20+4=12

 

[Shayuri]

(OOC - Agh! I missed that! I shall fix immediately.)

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

[sblock=The Night Before]Valen and Aleera

Aleera sighs heavily, "Perhaps. Unless you win a lordship of course." She smiles, though it seems forced, "I suppose we shall see about that starting tomorrow. I'll be in the crowds, watching out for the Dagger."

OOC: I think we're done here.

Renaldo and Estelle

OOC: Anything else going on here or shall we assume they shared a pleasant but uneventful drink at another tavern?[/sblock]

The Archery Event: Round 2

Aohdan and five others out of the initial 24 are out on the first round, scoring no points in the Archery event. Lady Devera and Captain Jannus both advance, Lady Devera showing off a bit by hitting the bullseye.

OOC: Point Totals (PCs and important NPCs only)

0 - Aohdan (out)
1 - Shokar
2 - Valen
2 - Muzdum
2 - Shayuri
2 - Captain Jannus
5 - Lady Devera

The targets are set to the next position, 100 feet away. Heavy crossbows, longbows, and composite longbows suffer no range penalties. Light crossbows, shortbows and composite shortbows now suffer a -2 range penalty. The targets are now beyond the range for Point Blank Shot. Range penalties will differ for those with the Far Shot feat.

The Archery Event: The Sidelines

Aohdan and the other archers who failed to hit the target in round one are escorted off the field. Aohdan sees Johen, Alaric, Renaldo and Estelle nearby among the spectators. He also sees Voorg, the half-orc mercenary captain who tried to recruit him, watching him.

Alaric hears a voice, a deep male voice speaking Common but with a heavy Emiran accent, behind him, "With practice, you could be a fine artist. You do know, however, that it is taboo to attempt to capture the image of a person in Emiran society? We believe that it steals a part of the person's soul."

Highflyer returns to Johen's shoulder, a bit agitated, though the druid can't tell if it is because the bird spotted something or if it is just uncomfortable with the all of the people around.

Renaldo and Estelle find themselves suddenly accosted by a priest of the Healing Light, or at least someone who claims to be, "Such a handsome young couple! Come to my tent and for only 50 gold I will make you man and wife, right this very moment! Come, come, come, true love must not be denied!"

 

[Yttermayn]

"Well that was dispiriting." Aohdan comments as he joins Alaric and "Estelle!?! Wha? How? When did you get here?!" Aohdan exclaims, this being the first time he's seen her since she left during thier trip to Silvergard.

 

[Scott DeWar]

[sblock=for eathandrew] what do you say? just a nice night out? or did you want to do a lot more in role playing?[/sblock]

Renaldo

Renaldo chuckles and says, "I fear I getting to know this beatuiful and charming lady. Perhaps if you give me more time I will have fully won the heart of her and with the blessing of both families I can have her hand in marriage." He gives the priest a wink

"tell me sir, do you have a favored person in the contest? and you ..."

at that time Aohdan arrives, ""Estelle!?! Wha? How? When did you get here?!" Aohdan exclaims, this being the first time he's seen her since she left during thier trip to Silvergard."

"ah, mi' lady. You do have a champion here. Aohdan, my friend, as it seems you know the aquantence of the lady, I guess introductions are unneccessary. Gesturing to the priest he continues, "This gentleman has mistakened us as a couple, though if i have the lucks of the gods, that will only be a temporay mistake." He smiles at Estelle.

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle blushes, her cheeks flushed red, "Oh good sir, you needn't seek any blessing from my family, as there is none. All you need is my approval, and I'm a tough nut to crack." She winks at Renaldo an watches the centaur's approach.

Estelle laughs at Aohdan's reaction, "I just got back in town a couple days ago, ran into the others here late last night outside the tavern." She squints her eyes a bit in the sun, looking over the archery grounds, "You looked good. There was a gust of wind right as you shot. I felt it," she lied.

We can gloss over the previous evening. Undoubtedly Estelle left a lasting impression. I figure it'd be easier to carry on in game-time.

 

[Arkhandus]

"Ah, don't worry Aodhan, this was probably your weakest event anyway. You've got others to win." Alaric says in consolation.

After someone addreses him from behind, Alaric turns about to see who it was. "Hm? Well, no worries there, I don't think this is recognizable enough as anyone." he says, pointing at the muddled painting he had finished and gave up on a minute or two ago. "Besides, I've never really put much time or effort into art. It's just a hobby. And I never heard that bit about Emirans before. It's bunk, though. I never even studied necromancy much, and only the sort that interferes with the undead, but necromantic principles don't support any soul-capturing through visual depiction......." he sort of rambles out.

 

[Amaury]

Johen calms Highflyer and tries to understand what the bird is excited about. It's not clear and the yougn Tureni drud resumes his survey of his companions, in particular those participating to the archery contest.

He also checks the progress of Shorack.