Paths of Legend: The Azgundi Tournaments

[Shayuri]

Shayuri grits her teeth and hefts the heavy crossbow between her hands. She closes her eyes in concentration and invokes her magic in soft siblant words. Green-gold light flares from her palms and soaks into the hard, polished wood of the crossbow's stock and grip, momentarily suffasing it.

One of the tournament observers narrows his eyes, but he recognizes the spell...a simple enhancement that's well within tournament rules.

The sorceress then lifts the crossbow back to firing position, sights for a moment...and lets fly!

The shot is excellent, even accounting for the slight correction of her magic!

(Spell: Magic Weapon. To hit: 20)
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[Scott DeWar]

Shayuri grits her teeth and hefts the heavy crossbow between her hands. She closes her eyes in concentration and invokes her magic in soft siblant words. Green-gold light flares from her palms and soaks into the hard, polished wood of the crossbow's stock and grip, momentarily suffasing it.

One of the tournament observers narrows his eyes, but he recognizes the spell...a simple enhancement that's well within tournament rules.

The sorceress then lifts the crossbow back to firing position, sights for a moment...and lets fly!

The shot is excellent, even accounting for the slight correction of her magic!

(Spell: Magic Weapon. To hit: 20)
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OOC: wow! you and muzdum are doing awsonon your rolls!

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Bloody sorcery.... Not fair..." the dwarf comments between mumbles.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

The Archery Event: Round 4

The target is moved out to 300 feet (OOC: Heavy Crossbows suffer a -4 range penalty). Only one archer was eliminated in round 3, Captain Jannus of Vedlund, leaving 12 archers on the field.

OOC: Point Totals (PCs and Important NPCs only)

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

OOC: Muzdum and Shayuri, another shot please.

The Sidelines

The Emiran man comments to Alaric, "Well, it appears the subject of your first painting, my daughter, is doing quite well so far. I take it the loud dwarf is a friend of yours?" Alaric senses his familiar approaching, though the bird seems to be taking its time. He spots it drifting lazily on an air current above a strange pair approaching the tournament grounds, a small crystal dragon, and a giant man bearing armaments seemingly made of crystal.

Aohdan spots what seems to have caught Johen and Estelle's attention, the crystal dragon and the giant man bearing armaments seemingly made of crystal.

Those observing the odd pair note that they are headed toward the tournament grounds.

As Valen is about to rejoin his companions, he hears his name uttered from the other end of the crowd. Aleera is there, wearing a cloak with the hood up, hidden from the view of the others. She motions with her hand for him to follow and then starts weaving through the crowd at a rapid pace, away from the others.

As Captain Jannus leaves the archery field, Renaldo recalls seeing him in the Lords' Manor on a few occassions. He bears a strong family resemblance to Lord Ezra de Vedlund. He also recalls that it was Jannus that seemed at the center of the commotion at the Lords' Manor the other night as Renaldo was leaving to meet Estelle. And the woman he saw in the crowd at the manor...now that he thinks about it, it could only have been Estelle.

Approaching the Tournament Grounds

Odon smiles the smile of a patient parent, "Your actions show wisdom today, if not your words, little one. Stay close to me. I believe the dragon-blooded woman the One Mind told us to find is here somewhere."

OOC: Odon is leading the way toward the tournament grounds, but will allow Pryzm to choose a direction after that. So, where is she headed? Entertainers, markets, noble tents, Grobnobble's circus, archery contest?

 

[Yttermayn]

'Crystals? Strange feelings?' Aohdan thought, reminded suddenly of the crystaline shard he found in his head wound several weeks ago. Aohdan's face takes on a determined expression and he plows his way through the crowd as quickly and politely as he can towards the newcomers. He couldn't help feeling like the strange pair would have some answers for him.

 

[Scott DeWar]

As Captain Jannus leaves the archery field, Renaldo recalls seeing him in the Lords' Manor on a few occassions. He bears a strong family resemblance to Lord Ezra de Vedlund. He also recalls that it was Jannus that seemed at the center of the commotion at the Lords' Manor the other night as Renaldo was leaving to meet Estelle. And the woman he saw in the crowd at the manor...now that he thinks about it, it could only have been Estelle.

Renaldo does a double take when he sees the Captain and then Estelle. 'of course' he thinks to himself, ' i remember now' "Captain Jannus!, " he calls, " Mi' Lord!" he raises his hand to identify who was calling him. his voice is only raised loud enough to get the captain's attention, not loud enough to disturb the concentration of the archers.

"Mi' lady, a friend of yours approaches.Perhaps you may want to greet him?"

 

[Arkhandus]

"Hmm?" Alaric mumbles. 'That's strange, but I have a more immediate concern,' he thinks. Alaric sends another empathic urging to his familiar to get over here right now.

He turns back to the Emiran fellow and says "Daughter? How strange. I hadn't noticed any family resemblance, though I haven't really paid much attention. And that loud dwarf just might win at this rate. If my birdbrained familiar would hurry up so I can send it on a booze run for Muzdum. Shayuri might do well a while longer, but she's an arcanist of some sort, I assume from her presence around Master Entan and his other apprentices. Muzdum's a dwarven warrior. No offense, goodman, but his combat skill is superior. As soon as I get him some more booze, his head'll be clearer too. Dwarves are funny that way."

Alaric turns back to his new painting attempt, and when the bird finally lands, he tells it "Take this coin and fetch the nearest bottle of alcohol you can find. Give the coin to whoever you take the bottle from, then take the bottle to that dwarf, so he can drink it. Hurry!" He gives the bird a gold coin and points at Muzdum, calling out in Dwarven "HOY, MUZDUM! My bird's gettin' some booze fer ya!"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Haha! Tha's be me frind Alaric! See, see?" The dwarf jumps enthusiastically, asking the other cotestans. Getting no reply he says "Bah!" and turns again to Alaric with a smile in his comical and fatty face "Ah'll be waitin' 'ere 'till yer lovely bird comes." he speaks in his language.

 

[Scott DeWar]

to alaric:

"do you really think he can catch up to Lady Devera?"

 

[Amaury]

Johen remains seated and checks the progress of the archery tournaent wondering whether the drunken dwarf will still be able to raise his crossbow and shoot.