Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments


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OOC: Make an Intelligence check for the bird. ;) The check result, subtracted from 20, multiplied by 2, is the number of minutes it will take the bird to find some booze and bring it back. So, for example, if the check result is 10, it'll take the bird 20 minutes to get back. There are five minutes in between shots, plus the minute for the shot itself and we're on shot 4 now, so the booze would arrive during the 5 minute interval between shots 8 and 9.

((OOC: Rolled a 12, after the -2 for Demitri's 7 Int. So....16 minutes for the birdbrain to find and retrieve booze. Sorry Muzdum!)) :heh::.-(
1d20-2=12
 


Urged by the judges the dwarf is forced to make a sober shot. "Damn judges..." Muzdum mumbles. The dwarf loads his crossbow and shots almost loosing his mark.

Atk: 10
 

Pryzm looks around the tournament. Amazed at the sights, sounds, colors, and smells, the small dragon-child tries to decide what she wants to do once Odon stops telling her "no." Do I want to go to the circus? No, I might become part of the circus, and I don't want to do that. What about eating...but two-legs' don't eat what dragons eat. She snorts outloud at her thoughts.

Continuing to scan the crowds from her slightly elevated flight pattern, Pryzm spies something she's never seen anywhere before - a four legged horse-man (or man-horse, she's not entirely certain which) coming determinedly in their general direction. In a flash, her curiosity overrides her caution.

The young dragon, sunlight glinting off her scales, flies straight up several dozen feet, surprising her friend and startling several onlookers. I wonder who he is. I'm going to find out. With that thought, she drops from the sky like a rock and alights more gently than most would think in front of the centaur.

Now on her feet circling the creature, Pryzm starts chattering as fast as she can. "Hi, I'm Pryzm. What are you? Who are you? I've never seen anything with four legs before! Well, except for dragons, of course. But we're special!" She pauses for breath and continues on without giving anyone a chance to say a word. "Were you made? How? Why do you have a man in a horse body? Or do you have a horse in a man body?" The questions, observations, and subject changes don't seem they will stop anytime soon without some intervention.
 

The Archery Event: Round 5

Shokar and Lady Devera both hit the center ring, which brings Shokar even with Muzdum and Shayuri in the point totals, and extends Devera's lead slightly.

The target is moved out to 400 feet (OOC: Heavy Crossbows suffer a -6 range penalty; in addition, the target is set to swing, increasing the AC to 15). Two more archers were eliminated in round 4 leaving 10 archers on the field.

OOC: Point Totals (PCs and Important NPCs only)

0 - Aohdan (out)
2 - Valen (out)
4 - Captain Jannus (out)
7 - Shokar
7 - Muzdum
7 - Shayuri
10 - Lady Devera

OOC: Muzdum and Shayuri, another shot please.

[sblock=DM Screen]Reminder to self: Raven and booze arrive between shots 6 and 7.

Reminder of target ranges so I don't have to keep looking it up:

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.[/sblock]
The Archery Contest Sidelines

OOC: What is Estelle up to?

The Emiran man suddenly looks alarmed, uncrossing his arms and taking a step closer to Alaric, "Who is this Master Entan of whom you speak? What is he a master of?"

Highflyer seems a bit agitated about something again, digging claws into Johen's shoulder slightly. Johen notices a cloaked figure, with the build of an elf, at first following Valen through the crowd, but then stopping, watching Valen and Aohdan as they interact with the giant man and the dragon.

Meanwhile, Captain Jannus approaches Renaldo and Estelle, addressing Renaldo, "Good day to you. You are one of Lady Nineveh's guards, if I am not mistaken, yes?"

Elsewhere on the Tournament Grounds

As Pryzm circles Aohdan, the giant man approaches Valen, towering over the Tureni ranger, "My humble apologies for the lack of manners of my ward. She is very young and very curious about the world. I am Odon and the little dragon is named Pryzm. If I may make an unusual inquiry of you. Do you know of a dragon-blooded human woman here? It is of great importance that we find her."
 

As Odon's comment regarding her lack of manners pierces Pryzm's chatter, her expression turns pouty and haughty at the same time. "I do so have manners!" The small dragon continues huffily. "I even introduced myself!"

Pryzm turns back to Aohdan, her good humor restored now that she's defended her good name. "This is Odon. He's my friend and guardian." She raises a daintily clawed forefoot, leans close to Aohdan, and (with a teasing look at the giant) says in a stage whisper, "Be careful, though. His favorite word is 'No.' If not for my help, his trip would have been boooring!" The emphasis on the word 'boring' makes clear to all around that Pryzm finds boredom a fate worse than death.
 

Valen looks at the other man for a moment, appraising him with his cool, pale eyes. He then answers in his usual rough voice. "I actually do know such a lady... but you will understand that in times such as these, I need to ask your intentions before I lead strangers to a friend."
 

Estelle was just a passive observer.

Estelle notes the Captaincy noted on the man's uniform in front of her. Without waiting for Renaldo's response, she interjects, "Excuse me, Captain, Renaldo, my attention is required elsewhere at the moment." She smiles politely and excuses herself from the fledgling conversation. When she turns follows the path of the others, who apparently have engaged with the crystalline beings.
 

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