The final team list has been posted. You have 5 rival teams, each made up of 6 members. Each team captain is listed (the one who signed you up for the teams). There will be 10 events- 6 individual and 4 team ones. For the individual, each team member must sign up for one.
- Bull racing - Scavenger hunt - Parkour - Wheat harvesting - Arm wrestling - Ice sculpture carving
Team:
- Escape Room - Tug of War - Maze Running - Dodge ball
Cassandra stares at the poster for a minute. "Do we have anyone to cast shape water? They can win the ice sculpture contest. I'll handle the scavenger hunt."
"I can, in fact, cast that spell! Rather a specialty of mine"
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"Akakios has to harvest wheat, I guess. Parkour and bull racing will go to Anthos and Khaira. ...Oh, what's your name?"
Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
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"Akakios has to harvest wheat, I guess. Parkour and bull racing will go to Anthos and Khaira. ...Oh, what's your name?"
Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
Khaira nods. "That sounds a very good idea, Akakios. Mayhap we need a sharp-eyed individual on that task."
"Akakios has to harvest wheat, I guess. Parkour and bull racing will go to Anthos and Khaira. ...Oh, what's your name?"
Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
"Akakios has to harvest wheat, I guess. Parkour and bull racing will go to Anthos and Khaira. ...Oh, what's your name?"
Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
"Can you cast locate object?"
"No, but there's no guarantee we'll see the objects beforehand."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Akakios has to harvest wheat, I guess. Parkour and bull racing will go to Anthos and Khaira. ...Oh, what's your name?"
Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
"Can you cast locate object?"
"No, but there's no guarantee we'll see the objects beforehand."
A small, maybe about 5’4, leonin walks into the tavern. His clothes, though obviously once fine, are dusty, tattered and travelstained, and his mane is matted and tangled. A worn kopis (or scimitar, mechanically) hangs from a crude rope sash across their back, along with a battered wooden kite shield. They have no shoes, and a half-empty waterskin is in their hand. It’s impossible to tell the true colour of his fur due to the accumulated grime of travelling, though his golden eyes are lively and animated as he takes in the room, walking toward the inkeep.
A small, maybe about 5’4, leonin walks into the tavern. His clothes, though obviously once fine, are dusty, tattered and travelstained, and his mane is matted and tangled. A worn kopis (or scimitar, mechanically) hangs from a crude rope sash across their back, along with a battered wooden kite shield. They have no shoes, and a half-empty waterskin is in their hand. It’s impossible to tell the true colour of his fur due to the accumulated grime of travelling, though his golden eyes are lively and animated as he takes in the room, walking toward the inkeep.
Anthos, whose description I'll link in a minute, comes up to him and says, "Hi, what's your name?"
A sparrow hops in the open doorway and looks around the room before perching on the umbrella stand and shaking the water off its glossy brown feathers. A few of his kin flap in, jostling on the umbrella stand and looking curiously around the room. A young man in a dressed simply in a plain chiton and sandals follows them in and, looking at nothing, takes a seat at the bar and asks for bread and cheese. Slinging an old pack and a hunting bow into the floor, he begins to eat almost as soon as the food touches the counter.
A small, maybe about 5’4, leonin walks into the tavern. His clothes, though obviously once fine, are dusty, tattered and travelstained, and his mane is matted and tangled. A worn kopis (or scimitar, mechanically) hangs from a crude rope sash across their back, along with a battered wooden kite shield. They have no shoes, and a half-empty waterskin is in their hand. It’s impossible to tell the true colour of his fur due to the accumulated grime of travelling, though his golden eyes are lively and animated as he takes in the room, walking toward the inkeep.
Anthos, whose description I'll link in a minute, comes up to him and says, "Hi, what's your name?"
“Brontes. What’s your name?” Up close, ‘lean’ looks more like ‘malnourished’. Anthos can see the shape of the bones of Brontes’ neck through his skin.
A sparrow perches on Anthos' shoulder and stares at him while Anthos faces the bar. "I saw you in a dream. You, and those others." He indicates the rest of the party. "There's a village competition. Should be a nice way to get to know each other, right? I just know that we're going to do important things together!"
A sparrow perches on Anthos' shoulder and stares at him while Anthos faces the bar. "I saw you in a dream. You, and those others." He indicates the rest of the party. "There's a village competition. Should be a nice way to get to know each other, right? I just know that we're going to do important things together!"
Brontes struggles to process the talking bird and then gives up. “That’s.. nice…” He says, weakly.
"I can, in fact, cast that spell! Rather a specialty of mine"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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Akakios shakes his head, walking over. "I'm sorry, but that won't work. I have some minor skill with magic, but my physical strength is practically nonexistent. I doubt I'd manage to get in much more than a single sweep with a scythe." He surveys the list. "I might have some potential in the scavenger hunt, though, given my job as an investigator."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Khaira nods. "That sounds a very good idea, Akakios. Mayhap we need a sharp-eyed individual on that task."
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"Can you cast locate object?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Khaira will, in boredom, vault to the roof of a nearby house and sit on the very ledge. 18 Acrobatics.
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Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
*YOOOO FIRST ROLL OF MINE IS A NATURAL 20*
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"No, but there's no guarantee we'll see the objects beforehand."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"True. I'll do the harvesting."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
*I’ve not been able to get on, sorry D:*
A small, maybe about 5’4, leonin walks into the tavern. His clothes, though obviously once fine, are dusty, tattered and travelstained, and his mane is matted and tangled. A worn kopis (or scimitar, mechanically) hangs from a crude rope sash across their back, along with a battered wooden kite shield. They have no shoes, and a half-empty waterskin is in their hand. It’s impossible to tell the true colour of his fur due to the accumulated grime of travelling, though his golden eyes are lively and animated as he takes in the room, walking toward the inkeep.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
A woman with an eyepatch on wearing dark clothes glares with their one good eye directly at the leonin, not approaching, just watching.
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
“Do you have a finalized list?” Chrysies asks politely.
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
He flinches when he notices her. “Is something the matter?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Anthos, whose description I'll link in a minute, comes up to him and says, "Hi, what's your name?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Description.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
“Brontes. What’s your name?” Up close, ‘lean’ looks more like ‘malnourished’. Anthos can see the shape of the bones of Brontes’ neck through his skin.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Anthos."
He leaves. He goes up to the barkeep and says, "I have those names for Team Sparovia now."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Brontes looks very confused.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
A sparrow perches on Anthos' shoulder and stares at him while Anthos faces the bar. "I saw you in a dream. You, and those others." He indicates the rest of the party. "There's a village competition. Should be a nice way to get to know each other, right? I just know that we're going to do important things together!"
Chilling kinda vibe.
Brontes struggles to process the talking bird and then gives up. “That’s.. nice…” He says, weakly.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*The bird doesn't do the talking, just the seeing.*
Anthos grins to himself, this was all going so well!
Chilling kinda vibe.