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+ | ==Round 6 - Melee Tournament== | ||
+ | Basic Points: 15 points(Guaranteed Points) | ||
+ | Crowd's Favourite: +6 points - Lexis (For dismounting and capturing Linden - Runner Up) | ||
+ | +5 for winning Round 1 of the Melee Tournament(Wild Card will get this for free) | ||
+ | +10 for winning Round 2 of the Melee Tournament | ||
+ | +15 Points for becoming the runner up | ||
+ | +20 Points for winning the tournament | ||
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+ | Maximum Points: 15 + 20(Winning the tournament) + 6(Crowd's favourite) = 41 points | ||
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+ | ===Quarter Final I: Lexis vs Rojak=== | ||
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+ | The mud squelched underfoot as Lexis surveyed the battlefield. Rain pelted down, turning the tiltyard into a treacherous mess. Across from him, Rojak, a brute of a man, bellowed orders to his men. The opening clash was a muddy brawl. Lexis, known more for wit than brute strength, targeted Rojak's weakest link, the hulking but easily flustered fourth thug. A well-placed blow sent the man reeling, his blood mixing with the mud in a gruesome spectacle. Rojak charged at Lexis, landing a glancing blow that left a shallow scratch on Lexis' armor. But it was Lexis' men, drilled in a disciplined line tactic, who pushed Rojak's thugs back. The demoralizing effect was immediate. Rojak's third thug, perhaps from the stress of the chaotic fight, crumpled to the ground, a heart attack claiming him mid-scream.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Turn Two brought no respite from the mud. Lexis repeated his tactic, the sight of his opponent's blood turning Rojak's third thug, already wounded, into a blubbering mess. Rojak, desperate, targeted Lexis' second peasant, wounding him. This time, however, Rojak's men found a gap in Lexis' line and flanked them, forcing Lexis' men to retreat. Panic flickered in the eyes of Lexis' eleventh peasant, his grip on his spear white-knuckled.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The terrain shifted in Turn Three. The mud gave way to a flat, hard surface, favoring mobility. This was Lexis' chance. He charged, his lance finding its mark. Rojak's fourth thug, already weakened and terrified, went down for good. Rojak fought back by finishing off Lexis' eleventh peasant. Lexis' line tactic, ridiculed by some for its unorthodoxy, had proven its worth. It thwarted Rojak's flanking maneuver, and with the loss of his last proper fighter - his first thug, Rojak was exposed.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Round four saw the arena transform into a dense forest. This favored Rojak, a skilled horseman. He weaved through the makeshift trees, Lexis and his men struggling to surround him. Rojak fought like a cornered animal, his blade a whirlwind, landing another hit on Lexis.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The final round brought them back to the standard arena floor. Lexis and his men, battered but determined, renewed their attempt to dismount Rojak. The brute clung to his horse with surprising agility, almost tumbling down but miraculously regaining his balance. Another peasant was injured by Rojak's desperate swings.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Exhausted but unbroken, both sides retreated. The crowd roared, the outcome unclear. However, the rules were clear. Lexis, with his superior strategy evident in three out of five rounds, was declared the victor. Rojak, defeated and alone, slumped in his saddle, a stark contrast to Lexis who raised his bloodied spear in salute to the cheering crowd. The unorthodox tactician had triumphed, proving that brains could overpower brute force even in the brutal world of the medieval melee.</p> | ||
+ | (Lexis advances to the next tournament round) | ||
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+ | ===Quarter Final II: Galandric vs Lance=== | ||
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+ | <p>Sunlight dappled through the makeshift forest as Galandric, a steely glint in his eyes, charged through the trees. His lance found its mark, sending Lance's fourth hunter sprawling. Lance, a cunning knight, retaliated, his lance finding a gap in the armor of Galandric's second Baelrican Blademaster, drawing a bead of sweat on the elite soldier's brow. But it was Lance's men who stole the show. They executed their infamous Ace tactic with deadly precision, overwhelming Galandric's static Hold Position formation. Even Galandric's usually unflappable second Blademaster couldn't hide a flicker of worry.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Turn Two saw the forest vanish, replaced by a vast, flat expanse. This favored mounted combat, a clear advantage for knights. Galandric charged, his lance a blur, catching Lance squarely in the chest. Lance reeled but held his ground, returning the favor with a lance of his own. Galandric, though winded, remained mounted. Seeing this, Galandric's elite Blademasters held their ground, a wall of steel waiting for Lance's men to charge. Lance watched in frustration as his men, lured by the small open field amongst the woods, predictably ran straight into the trap. The clash was brutal, and Lance's first hunter, witnessing the carnage, turned a sickly shade of green. Adding to the chaos, Lance's hulking Treeman, seemingly overcome by the frenzy, turned his wooden arms on one of Lance's own Blademasters, luckily inflicting only minor scratch.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Back to the forest they went in round three, the terrain favoring chaos and aggression. Galandric, a skilled horseman even amongst the trees, skewered Lance's Treeman with his lance. Lance, undeterred, landed his lance with all his might at Galandric's second Blademaster. The heavy armor held, but the sheer force of the blow left the soldier visibly shaken. Recognizing the chaos, Galandric's remaining Blademasters abandoned their hold position and flanked Lance's men mid-Strike Together formation. The maneuver caused confusion, and both sides faltered. Galandric's third Blademaster and Lance's fourth hunter, demoralized by the swirling battle, seemed ready to throw down their weapons. The madness even reached Lance's Treeman again, this time the giant inexplicably attacking himself, swinging his arms wildly and sustaining minor injuries.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Round four saw another forest rise, and Galandric repeated his successful tactic, finding the Treeman with his lance once more. Lance retaliated, wounding Galandric's third Blademaster with a well-placed lance blow. But Galandric's flanking maneuver proved too much for Lance's men again. This time, the surprise charge completely disrupted their formation, leaving them scrambling for defense.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The final round brought them back to flat ground. Galandric, seizing the moment, launched a brutal charge, his lance seriously injuring Lance's Blademaster with a sickening thud. Lance, however, managed to land a blow on Galandric's third Blademaster, evening the score in terms of injuries. But it was Lance's men who delivered the final blow. With a desperate "Strike Together" cry, they overwhelmed Galandric's flanking force, leaving their Orzian Skirmisher visibly shaken.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The horn blared, signaling the end. Both sides, battered and bruised, retreated. The crowd roared, unsure who to hail as victor. The judges, after a tense deliberation, announced their decision. It was a close call, but the higher tally of injuries sustained by Lance's men swayed the judges in Galandric's favor. Galandric raised his lance in a bloody salute, a grim victor on a battlefield where both sides had displayed remarkable skill and resilience.</p> | ||
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+ | ===Quarter Final III: Njal vs Samson=== | ||
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+ | <p>The air crackled with anticipation as Njal and Samson, both renowned for their fiery lances, faced off. A muddy slick covered the arena, courtesy of the mischievous wizards, forcing a brawl over intricate footwork. Njal, ever the aggressor, wasted no time. His lance erupted in a plume of flame, the detonation nearly dislodging Samson from his steed. Samson roared in defiance, aiming his own lance not at Njal, but at the hulking brute flanking him. The fiery projectile fizzled harmlessly, but the impact sent a spray of blood from the fourth thug's shoulder. Sensing an opportunity, Samson's men, renowned for their dragon tamer tactic, charged. A wave of steel and fury crashed against Njal's forces, who had opted for a head-on charge. The clash was brutal. Njal's fourth thug crumpled under the onslaught, fear etched on his face.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The terrain shimmered, transforming into a dense forest. Njal, ever the strategist, used the trees for cover. His lance found its mark, embedding itself in the shoulder of Aylwinic Auxiliary, the best man under Samson's command. Samson, fueled by rage, retaliated, his blade leaving a searing mark on Njal's armor. But Njal was undeterred. With a guttural yell, he rallied his men. They barreled through the undergrowth, leaving a trail of disoriented and wounded Samson's men in their wake.<br /> | ||
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+ | The ground shuddered as the arena transformed into a flat, dusty plain. Undeterred by the shifting landscape, Njal and Samson locked eyes, their gazes sparking with renewed determination. Njal unleashed a fiery blast from his lance, the searing projectile finding its mark in the chest of Samson's third hunter, who crumpled with a scream. Enraged, Samson roared a challenge and charged, his blade a blur of steel. It glanced off Njal's sturdy armor, showering sparks as Njal held firm. But the impact wasn't enough. Samson's men, whipped into a berserker frenzy by their leader's fury, surged forward like a tide. Njal's forces, weakened by the previous encounters, were overwhelmed. Njal's third thug fell under the relentless assault, his lifeless hand clutching at the blood-soaked earth.<br /> | ||
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+ | The fourth round devolved into a brutal dance of destruction. Njal and Samson traded blows with sickening thuds, their lances finding their mark with deadly precision. Yet, Samson's cunning shone through once more. His warriors, honed in the dragon tamer tactic, unleashed a whirlwind of steel and fury. Njal's men, outmatched in ferocity, were cut down one by one. The toll was grim. With a choked gurgle, Njal's fifth thug crumpled, his dreams of glory extinguished in the blood-soaked dirt.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The arena floor shuddered one final time, morphing back into its usual grandeur. Njal and Samson stood panting, their armor etched with the memory of the brutal battle. With a snarl, Njal launched a desperate lunge, striking the Aylwinic Auxiliary. Samson roared back, landing a blow on Njal who barely blocks it with his shield. Samson'smen, invigorated by their leader's unwavering resolve, swarmed Njal's men together. Their coordinated assault, honed through countless battles against ferocious beasts, proved too much to overcome. Njal's six thug, his valiant spirit finally broken, sank to his knees as darkness claimed his vision. The crowd erupted in a thunderous roar, hailing Samson as the victor. Four victories to one - his strategic brilliance and the unwavering ferocity of his men had brought him one step closer to claiming the glory of the entire tournament.<br /> | ||
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+ | Samson's next hurdle is Linden, a wildcard who has yet to be tested in the tournament but enters with the element of surprise.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>(Samson advances to the next round to face Linden)<br /> | ||
+ | (Lexis and Galandric will face each other next)</p> | ||
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+ | ===Semi Final I: Lexis vs Galandric=== | ||
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+ | <p>The uneven ground churned beneath the hooves of Lexis' steed as he charged forth, his fire lance a blazing beacon in the grey light. The terrain, twisted by the magic of the wizards, favored simple, defensive tactics – a fact Lexis intended to exploit. With a mighty thrust, he connected with Galandric's third blademaster, the searing flames licking at the soldier's armor and leaving a painful wound. But to Lexis' frustration, the promised explosion of his fire lance failed to materialize. Galandric attempted a retaliatory lance charge. The rough ground, however, foiled his attempt, sending him sprawling. Yet, the skilled warrior recovered quickly, landing a glancing blow on Lexis' second peasant, drawing a crimson line across his arm.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Undeterred, Lexis' men executed the Inspiring Lexisan Line tactic, disciplined yet simple, perfectly suited for the uneven terrain. Their coordinated advance met Galandric's Hold Position formation head-on. Galandric's Orzian Skirmisher, already weakened by the failed charge, faltered under the relentless pressure. The chaos of the fight, coupled with the sight of their fallen comrade, proved too much for one unfortunate skirmisher. Overcome by a heart attack, he crumpled to the ground, a stark reminder of the brutality of the melee.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The second mirrored the first. Lexis, using the rough terrain to his advantage, targeted Galandric's second blademaster with his lance, leaving him wounded. Galandric retaliated with a predictable attack on Lexis' tenth peasant, deepening the existing wound. Yet, Lexis' men, their morale bolstered by their success, repeated their flawless execution of the Lexisan Line tactic. Panic began to creep through Galandric's ranks, the uncertainty of the uneven ground unsettling even his most seasoned fighters. His third blademaster, the one who had witnessed the fiery demise of his comrade, visibly trembled, his bravado replaced by a gnawing fear.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The terrain shifted dramatically in the third turn, transforming into a dense forest. This sudden change favored chaotic, offensive tactics, a fact that clearly benefited Galandric's more disciplined force. Lexis, ever the strategist, adapted his approach. He charged through the trees, his lance finding its mark on Galandric's armor. The blow, though powerful, failed to pierce the toughened steel. Galandric, seizing the opportunity, countered with a lance of his own, leaving a mere scratch on Lexis' shield. However, the true advantage in this round belonged to Galandric's men. They successfully executed a flanking maneuver, their fighters weaving through the trees to attack Lexis' line from the side. The well-rehearsed formation faltered, and the morale of Lexis' tenth peasant visibly plummeted.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The fight continued in the forest. Lexis, determined to regain control, focused his attack on Galandric's second blademaster. The lance found its mark once more, leaving the warrior wounded and his confidence shaken. Galandric, however, continued to press his advantage, this time targeting Lexis' first peasant. The blow found its mark, drawing another pained cry from the ranks. Once again, Galandric's men outmaneuvered Lexis' line, using the trees to their advantage. Panic, the very emotion Lexis had instilled in his opponent just moments ago, now threatened to consume his own ranks.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The final round saw the arena return to its standard form. Lexis, despite the mounting tension, remained focused. He launched a furious attack on Galandric's second blademaster, the force of the blow leaving the man winded but ultimately unharmed. The morale of the blademaster, however, took a significant hit. Galandric, mirroring Lexis' attack, targeted the knight himself, scoring a glancing blow that scratched Lexis' armor. But in a display of resilience, Lexis' men countered Galandric's flanking maneuver with their own disciplined line tactic. The tide was turning. Panic, no longer a factor in Lexis' ranks, instead gripped Galandric's third blademaster. The sight of his comrades faltering, combined with the relentless pressure from Lexis' men, proved too much to bear. Stricken by a fatal heart attack caused by the immense stress, he collapsed, his lifeless body a testament to the mental fortitude required in the brutal arena.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Exhausted but victorious, both sides retreated from the arena. The cheers of the crowd echoed as the tallies were made. Lexis, having triumphed in three out of five turns, emerged victorious. His strategic brilliance, coupled with the unwavering discipline of his men, had secured him a place in the final.</p> | ||
+ | (Lexis advances to the final)</p> | ||
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+ | ===Semi Final II: Samson vs Linden=== | ||
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+ | <p>The mud sucked at their boots with every step as Linden locked eyes with Samson. The wizards, capricious as ever, had conjured a muddy field, a breeding ground for chaos and defensive maneuvers.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Samson roared and spurred his horse forward, his fire lance crackling with magical energy. But fate, or perhaps Linden's preternatural reflexes, intervened. The flaming weapon sputtered and died mid-strike, leaving Samson exposed. With a ripple of movement, swift as a striking viper, Linden danced aside from the blunted attack. His own lance, a streak of silver against the brown, shot out like a deadly extension of his arm. The blow connected with a sickening thud, nearly unseating the hulking Samson. The crowd gasped, a collective breath held in their throats.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Enraged, Samson's men swarmed Linden. A whirlwind of flailing limbs and ringing steel erupted. But Linden deflected blows with practiced ease, his movements a deadly ballet in the mud. Then, with a well-placed counter-strike, he disarmed Aylwinic Auxiliary, one of Samson's finest. The man crumpled, his weapon clattering to the ground with a hollow clang. The blow was more than physical; it shattered the soldier's spirit. The weight of his injuries, coupled with the demoralizing sight of his severe wounds, proved too much. He slumped to the ground, another casualty in this brutal dance.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Turn two saw the ground harden, transforming into rough, uneven terrain. This favored simpler tactics, a test of raw strength and resilience. Gone were the messy muddy fights of the first round. It was a battle of grit and determination. Samson charged once more, his lance aimed squarely at Linden's chest. The clang of metal echoed as the blow struck true, leaving a jagged scratch marring Linden's gleaming armor. Undeterred, Linden retaliated. His lance, a blur of motion, found its mark, spearing through the chest of Samson's third hunter, a young man whose eyes widened in terror as life drained from them. It was a chilling reminder of the deadly stakes of the melee. With his last man gone, Samson was exposed, a lone target on the unforgiving ground.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The terrain morphed again, this time into a dense, tangled forest. Perfect for chaotic, offensive fights. Samson gambled, charging recklessly with his lance, a desperate attempt to break through Linden's defenses. The attack grazed Linden, leaving another shallow mark on his armor. But Linden, a predator sensing weakness, countered with a lightning-fast thrust of his own lance. The impact sent a shockwave through Samson's whole body. Samson, dislodged from his precarious seat, tumbled onto the damp earth with a thud.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The ground reverted to rough, favoring those on foot. Ignoring the throbbing pain in his arm, Linden waited for Samson to rise. Samson roared and swung his sword wide. The blow connected with a sickening thud. Linden flinched, the impact sending a searing pain through his shoulder. The crowd gasped, a collective breath held in. But Linden spurred his horse forward. His lance, a streak of silver against the brown, erupted from his hand like a viper's strike. The blow found its mark true, slamming into Samson's chest with the force of a battering ram. Samson grunted, his eyes widening in surprise. The impact sent a shockwave through him, leaving him momentarily stunned, reeling on his feet.<br /> | ||
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+ | The final turn saw the arena ground return to normal. Blood dripped from a fresh wound on Linden's arm, a testament to the relentless assault. Samson, fueled by a final surge of defiance, slashed at Linden with his sword. The blow connected, nearly unseating the knight. But Linden, with a roar that matched the cheers of the crowd, lunged forward. The blow struck true, connecting with Samson's helmet with a sickening clang. Samson crumpled, this time unconscious and subdued.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>The crowd erupted in a deafening roar, their adulation washing over Linden. He had faced overwhelming odds, weathered the ever changing terrains, and emerged victorious. With a final, prideful flourish, he raised his battered lance high, a testament to his skill and cunning. The unorthodox knight, bruised but unbroken, had conquered the brutal dance of the melee, and now awaited his final challenge on the path to glory.</p> | ||
+ | (Linden advances to the final to face Lexis)</p> | ||
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+ | ===Final: Lexis vs Linden=== | ||
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+ | <p>The tension in the arena reached its peak as the final round commenced, pitting Lexis, master of the peasant-centered strategy, against Linden, renowned as the one-man army. The wizards intervened, transforming the ground into a flat terrain, favoring formation and mounted combat, setting the stage for an epic showdown.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>As the trumpet blared, both knights spurred their steeds forward, lances gleaming in the morning sun. Their strikes collided with a deafening clang, the force of the impact dismounting them both in a spectacular tangle of limbs and metal. Dust rose in a swirling cloud, momentarily obscuring the fallen figures. Lexis, ever the strategist, had anticipated this. With a barked command, his peasant contingent, four strong and armed with a mix of farm tools and makeshift weapons, surged forward. They formed a tight circle around Linden, a wall of steel aimed at crushing him with their combined weight. But Linden, a master swordsman, was not easily subdued. His sword flashed like a silver streak, deflecting blows with practiced ease. The peasants, though numerous, lacked the knight's experience. He weaved through their attacks, using their very momentum against them, creating small openings. Seizing one such opportunity, Linden unleashed a powerful counter-strike. His blade found its mark, connecting squarely with the iron cap of Lexis' tenth peasant. The blow, imbued with both skill and desperation, rang out across the arena. The peasant crumpled, his morale shattered, sending him fleeing in terror from the ring of steel.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>As the second turn churned the ground into a treacherous mire, negating intricate footwork and favoring brute force, the fight erupted into a whirlwind of violence. Lexis, seizing the opportunity, launched a vicious assault. His sword slammed into Linden's shoulder, the force of the blow echoing through the body. The impact sent a jolt of pain through Linden, but veteran instinct took over. He spun, parrying Lexis's follow-up strike and unleashing a counter of his own. Steel sang as Linden's sword found a gap in Lexis's armor, drawing a gasp and a spray of crimson. Fueled by a warrior's fury, Linden lunged forward. He cut a bloody swathe through Lexis's peasant levies, their ill-equipped forms crumpling before his relentless assault. The sickening thud of steel meeting flesh punctuated the sucking squelch of mud. The tenth peasant fell by his blade, his lifeless form sinking into the mire. But Lexis wasn't finished. With a roar, he rallied his remaining men. With a coordinated surge, they surrounded Linden, a ring of desperate steel glinting in the gloom. Blows rained down upon him, but Linden, a seasoned storm in the human tempest, danced a deadly ballet of deflection. His sword turned aside farm tools and weapons alike. With a final, desperate lunge, he broke the encirclement, leaving behind a trail of groaning peasants.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>As the cobbled path twisted and narrowed on the third bend, the once-flowing duel devolved into a brutal struggle for survival. The cheers from the stands, initially a driving force, now sounded distant and muffled by the ringing in Linden's ears. Exhaustion gnawed at both knights, evident in their ragged breaths and the slowing cadence of their strikes. Yet, a flicker of defiance remained in their eyes. Lexis, seizing the advantage presented by the uneven terrain, rained down a flurry of blows. Each clang of metal against metal sent a jolt through Linden's already aching arms. He gritted his teeth, sweat stinging his eyes as he barely managed to deflect the last, heavy swing. With a desperate riposte, Linden struck true, the peasant weapon in Lexis' fourth squire's hand clattering to the ground, followed by a pained cry.<br /> | ||
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+ | The remaining three peasants, emboldened by their leader, charged at Linden in a desperate attempt to overwhelm him. But Linden, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, was not an easy prey. He pirouetted around their clumsy attacks, the years of rigorous training kicking in. His longsword sang a deadly song, finding gaps in their defenses and leaving stinging welts in their wake. Just as hope flickered in Linden's chest, a searing pain lanced through his back . A glancing blow from one of the peasants had found its mark. Despite the agony, Linden knew he couldn't afford a moment of hesitation. He lunged forward, finding his way out of the ring formed by the peasants to trap him.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Where once a proud arena basked in the sun's glory, a tangled forest now reigned supreme. The fourth turn had arrived, a cruel twist transforming the battlefield into a treacherous labyrinth. Sunlight, a mere sliver, fought a losing battle against the dense canopy overhead. Eerie shadows danced a macabre waltz across the blood-soaked ground, mirroring the clash of steel that echoed through the oppressive air. Here, chaos reigned, a cacophony of desperate grunts and the chilling ring of metal on metal. The earth itself, churned to mud by countless clashes, seemed to conspire against the remaining combatants, their struggles a ballet of survival on treacherous ground.</p> | ||
+ | Linden stood defiantly like a titan carved from weathered flesh and steely resolve. Though his body bore the scars of countless blows - a testament to the epic battles he'd already endured - his spirit remained unconquered. With a roar that shook the very leaves overhead, he launched his final assault. His blade, a blur of lethal fury, ripped through Lexis' fourth peasant, leaving him a lifeless husk crumpled at the knight's feet. The metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the air, a grim symphony accompanying the warrior's dance of death.<br /> | ||
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+ | But Lexis remained ever vigilant. He recognized the flicker of exhaustion in Linden's eyes, the tell-tale tremor in his once-unyielding stance. With a predatory gleam in his gaze, he orchestrated his remaining men, maneuvering them into a cunning pincer formation. They circled Linden, a pack of ravenous wolves closing in on their wounded prey. Lexis bided his time, a predator stalking its quarry, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. | ||
+ | <p>When that moment finally arrived, it was swift and merciless. A flash of steel erupted from the tangled undergrowth, the glint of Lexis' blade catching the sliver of sunlight piercing the canopy. It found its mark with chilling precision, slamming into Linden's side and sending the mighty warrior crashing to the forest floor. A stunned silence, thick with the weight of the fallen knight, descended upon the arena. Then came the cheers, a thunderous eruption that seemed to shake the very trees.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Lexis, battered but unbroken, stood tall amidst the carnage. With his greatest adversary silenced, he was declared the champion of the tournament round. His patience and unwavering resolve earned him the coveted title of champion.</p> | ||
+ | (Lexis is the winner of the round!)</p> | ||
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+ | ==Round 7== | ||
+ | ===Turn 1=== | ||
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+ | <u><strong>Melee Event - Round VII, Free-For-All + Magic Chest - Turn 1</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | Round VII commenced with a twist as wizards emerged to cast protective spells on each group, shielding them from harm. However, this safeguard came with a caveat—the participants' reward chests, each marked with a prominent '50', remained vulnerable to attack.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As the first turn unfolded, Samson and his men wasted no time, targeting Galandric's group. Due to a valiant defense from Galandric's men, Samson found no easy access to the coveted chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Sensing an opportunity amidst the chaos, Lance's men launched a surprise attack from the rear, catching Galandric's forces off guard. Though they fought fiercely, the combined assault proved overwhelming, resulting in damage to Galandric's reward chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, a clash of titans ensued as Lexis and Linden collided, their skill and determination matched evenly. Exploiting their numerical advantage, Lexis's men struck at Linden's chest, while Linden, with deft maneuvering, retaliated in kind, targeting Lexis's precious reward chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Undeterred, Galandric's men shifted their focus to Njal's chest, only to encounter staunch resistance from Njal's well-prepared forces. Njal's men redirected their efforts towards Lance's chest after shaking Galandric's men off, but the tactical prowess of Lance proved insurmountable, thwarting their advance.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As the tumultuous turn drew to a close, Rojak and his men seized the opportunity to strike at Linden, who was preoccupied with battling Lexis's forces. With precision and determination, Rojak's men inflicted damage upon Linden's reward chest, signaling a chaotic beginning to the Free For All round.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 2=== | ||
+ | |||
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+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 16, 2024 00:59:17 | ||
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+ | |Content=<p><br /> | ||
+ | <u><strong>Melee Event - Round VII, Free-For-All + Magic Chest - Turn 2</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The second turn unfolded with strategic maneuvering and intense clashes as the participants vied for supremacy over their opponents and their precious reward chests.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Rojak's men launched a bold assault on Lexis' reward chest, but their efforts were foiled by Lexis's cunning tactics, leaving Rojak empty-handed.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>In a surprising turn of events, Njal's men managed to breach Lance's defenses and successfully targeted his reward chest, despite Lance's valiant efforts to repel them.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Undeterred, Galandric's men set their sights on Samson's chest, only to find themselves overwhelmed by Samson's berserk tactics, unable to secure the coveted prize.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, Linden continued his relentless pursuit of Lexis's chest, dealing significant damage to it once again, amidst the chaos of battle.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>In a swift change of strategy, Lexis's men redirected their focus to Samson's chest, exploiting a momentary weakness in Samson's defenses to deliver a decisive blow.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Seizing the opportunity presented by the shifting dynamics of the battlefield, Lance's men struck at Lexis's weakened forces from behind, causing substantial damage to Lexis's reward chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Not to be outdone, Samson's men retaliated against Galandric's forces, employing their dragon tamer tactic to gain the upper hand and successfully damaging Galandric's reward chest, bringing an end to the tumultuous second turn of Round VII.</p> | ||
+ | |||
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+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 3=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
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+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 16, 2024 01:14:13 | ||
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+ | |Content=<p><br /> | ||
+ | <u><strong>Melee Event - Round VII, Free-For-All + Magic Chest - Turn 3</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The third turn unfolded with strategic maneuvers and intense clashes as the participants vied for control over their opponents' reward chests.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Samson's men, fueled by determination, set their sights on Njal's reward chest. Employing their formidable dragon tamer tactic, they swiftly pushed aside Njal's defenders, landing significant blows on the chest before being repelled.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, Lance's men launched a coordinated assault on Galandric's chest, utilizing Lance's Ace tactic to great effect. Despite Galandric's men's efforts to hold their ground, they proved no match for Lance's onslaught, resulting in damage to the prized chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Across the arena, Lexis's forces targeted Rojak's chest with precision. Employing tactical separation strategies, they successfully isolated Rojak's defenders from their chest, dealing substantial damage before Rojak's men regrouped and reclaimed their prize.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Seizing the opportunity amidst the chaos, Linden swiftly moved to assail Lexis's chest, taking advantage of the diversion created by the ongoing skirmish.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>In a simultaneous offensive, Galandric's men redirected their attention to Rojak's chest, exploiting the distraction caused by Lexis's assault. Despite initial success, they were eventually pushed back, yet not before inflicting several punishing blows on Rojak's chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Undeterred by their earlier setback, both Njal's and Rojak's forces converged on Lexis's chest, overwhelming Lexis's outnumbered defenders. Despite fierce resistance, the chest endured brutal assaults, signaling the intense competition and shifting dynamics of the ongoing battle.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 4=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
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+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 16, 2024 01:31:20 | ||
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+ | |Content=<p><br /> | ||
+ | <u><strong>Melee Event - Round VII, Free-For-All + Magic Chest - Turn 4</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Chaos reigned on the arena. Lexis, his men locked in a fierce struggle against Rojak's forces, watched in horror as Njal's men, seizing the opportunity, surged towards his reward chest. Lexis' warriors, preoccupied with repelling Rojak's flanking maneuver, could only offer a desperate defense. Njal's men managed to land a few heavy blows on the chest, damaging it before Lexis' men, with a final burst of strength, drove them back.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Across the field, Galandric, a cunning tactician, saw his chance. With Njal's men momentarily distracted, he ordered his troops to charge towards Njal's reward chest. A brutal fight ensued. Galandric's warriors, employing clever tactics, separated Njal's men from their prize, raining blows upon the chest. But Njal's men, their fighting spirit unbroken, rallied and retook control, pushing Galandric's forces back.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, Linden, a lone wolf of the battlefield, saw Lexis' weakened defenses. He seized the moment, darting towards Lexis' chest and unleashing a fresh wave of attacks.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The fight spiraled further into pandemonium. Lexis' men, fueled by rage at Njal's earlier assault, turned their focus on Njal's reward chest. A fierce counter-attack ensued. Njal's men, overwhelmed by the sudden shift in attention, could only put up a desperate resistance. Lexis' men pounded on Njal's chest, but before they could inflict serious damage, Njal's warriors regrouped, launching a ferocious counter-attack that pushed Lexis' forces back.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The battle wasn't over yet. Seeing Lexis preoccupied, Lance, a sly opportunist, ordered his men to strike at Lexis' vulnerable chest. They landed a few blows before Lexis' men, with renewed vigor, drove them off.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Finally, Samson, a scavenger lurking on the edges of the fight, noticed Linden's undefended chest. With a glint in his eyes, he led his men towards it, raining blows upon the unattended prize. Just in time, Linden, sensing the danger, returned to his post, driving Samson's forces back and securing his reward.</p> | ||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 5=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
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+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 16, 2024 01:56:37 | ||
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+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Melee Event - Round VII, Free-For-All + Magic Chest - Turn 5</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The arena was a maelstrom of greed. Linden, a lone warrior, found himself overwhelmed by Samson's relentless assault on his reward chest. Outnumbered, he was forced to retreat, leaving his prize vulnerable. Samson's men, like hungry wolves, descended upon the chest, raining blows upon it before Linden, with a desperate lunge, drove them back.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Across the fray, Lance saw his opportunity. With a masterful maneuver, he outwitted Rojak's forces, leaving them flustered and vulnerable. Lance's warriors capitalized on the opening, surging towards Rojak's chest and landing a series of strikes before Rojak's men, regaining their composure, pushed them away.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>However, the respite was short-lived. Lexis' men, fueled by a desire for vengeance, turned their focus on Lance's chest. They overwhelmed Lance's forces with sheer power, easily claiming control and pounding on the chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Seizing this moment of chaos, Linden, like a phantom, reappeared and delivered a devastating blow to Lexis' weakened chest, leaving a deep mark.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, Galandric observed the vulnerability created by Samson's earlier attack. He directed his men towards Samson's chest, their superior skills quickly overpowering Samson's defenders. Though Samson's men eventually rallied, driving Galandric's forces back, the damage was done. Their precious chest bore the scars of the assault.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The battle lines continued to shift. Njal's men, like opportunistic vultures, saw Lexis' men preoccupied and launched a vicious attack. They easily carved through Lexis' defenses, delivering devastating blows to their reward chest.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The final turn ends with, Rojak, fueled by a burning rage, targeting Galandric's chest. His men, in a display of perfect coordination, completely outmaneuvered Galandric's defenses. They landed a flurry of attacks on the chest before strategically retreating to their original positions, leaving Galandric to assess the damage.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==Round 8== | ||
+ | ===Turn 1=== | ||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Roleplay | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 06:53:52 | ||
+ | |Sender= | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Round VIII - The Ancient Manipulator</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As the participants stepped into the arena with their soldiers, their attention was immediately drawn to the mysterious black orb placed at its center by one of the wizards. With a gentle tap of his staff, the wizard triggered the orb, causing it to erupt into a dazzling display of bright purple light before dissipating into a dense, dark smoke that filled the arena.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Amidst the haze, a colossal figure emerged, shrouded in closed eyes, its massive form expanding and contracting rhythmically as it slumbered. It was clear that this enigmatic being, known as the Ancient Manipulator, held immense power, yet remained dormant for now.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Now faced with the daunting presence of the Ancient Manipulator, the participants were left with a crucial decision to make. Would they launch a direct assault on the colossal body, hoping to awaken or defeat it? Or would they opt for a more strategic approach, targeting specific parts of its body or attempting to rouse it by attacking its closed eyes?</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 08:15:04 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As your valiant soldiers cautiously approached the Ancient Manipulator from its rear, they encountered an unexpected obstacle: the creature's entire body was encircled by a multitude of closed eyes. With each step forward, some of the eyelids began to lift, revealing the giant, unfocused orbs within. Even in their drowsy state, the mere indirect gaze of these eyes induced a sense of vertigo, causing your men to shield their own eyes with their shields as they pressed onward.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Despite the unsettling sensation, your soldiers remained steadfast, their determination unwavering as they continued their advance. As they finally positioned themselves behind the creature, they noticed that some of the eyes had begun to partially open. The rhythmic expansion and contraction of the Manipulator's body quickened slightly, hinting at the possibility of its awakening from its deep slumber.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 08:17:58 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Manipulator</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | Some of the eyelids of the manipulator begin to slowly peel back, revealing the unfocused gaze of the creature's eyes.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdd">Event Organizer of Event Chronicle</span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 12:17:32 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Njal Fylkir) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Njal - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you begin to play your flute, its melodious tones pierce through the air, catching the attention of some of the eyes encircling the Ancient Manipulator. Slowly, they begin to turn toward you and your men, their gaze unfocused and lethargic, like a sleeper roused from a deep slumber. Despite their drowsy state, the eyes remain fixated on you, drawn by the enchanting music emanating from your instrument.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 12:23:46 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Manipulator</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As the music fills the air, some of the eyes fixate on Njal and his men, while others turn their gaze toward Galandric's men, who huddle behind their shields. The eyes, though unfocused and drowsy, seem to react to the presence of the two groups, their attention drawn by the movements and actions of the soldiers.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdd">Event Organizer of Event Chronicle</span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 13:30:47 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lance Heroux) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lance - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As both your hunter and treeman engage the Manipulator, their attacks yield varied results. While the hunter's strike barely scratches the monster's tough exterior, the treeman's assault proves more effective. With a mighty blow, the treeman strikes one of the Manipulator's eyes, causing it to swell and tears to stream down its surface. Nearby eyes widen in response, fixating intensely on the treeman.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The treeman suddenly turns to seek out a new target, its gaze meeting that of your blademaster, who had been looking for a way to climb the Manipulator. Without warning, the treeman charges toward the blademaster, catching him off guard and inflicting an unexpected injury.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>In the chaos, you take advantage of the distraction, swiftly attacking the Manipulator with your frostfire sword. As the blade pierces one of the half-opened eyes, it freezes instantly before erupting in a violent explosion. The surrounding eyes widen in alarm, and the Manipulator's body vibrates with intensity.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>However, your triumph is short-lived as the eyes lock onto you, their gaze drawing you in. Suddenly, you find yourself enveloped within a surreal landscape of endless eyes, each one drawing you deeper into its hypnotic gaze.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 13:44:05 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Manipulator</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As the encounter intensifies, the Manipulator's eyes begin to awaken further. Most of them are now slightly ajar, with some only half-open while a few have fully opened. The fully open eyes fixate intensely on Lance and his treeman, their unwavering gaze locking onto the pair with unsettling focus.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdd">Event Organizer of Event Chronicle</span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 23, 2024 07:50:20 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Samson Dixon) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Samson - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you choose to maintain a safe distance from the Manipulator, positioning yourself in a ready stance, you keenly observe the unfolding scene. Your attention is drawn to Galandric's and Lance's men, who, despite successfully damaging the eyes of the Manipulator, now stand frozen in place, ensnared by the intense gaze of the surrounding eyes. It's as if they've been ensnared by an unseen force, held captive by the hypnotic stare of the Manipulator's eyes. With a sense of foreboding, you continue to watch, uncertain of what will happen next in this surreal encounter.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 23, 2024 12:12:50 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Linden Arindal) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Linden - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you opt to adopt a watchful stance, your focus remains fixed on the towering form of the Manipulator. Meanwhile, your gaze lingers on Galandric's and Lance's men, ensnared by the intense stare of the Manipulator's eyes. Their immobilization is concerning, hinting at the formidable power wielded by this ancient being.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p> </p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed Apr 24, 2024 05:04:57 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Rojak Sethar) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Rojak - 1st Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you lead your men into battle against the Manipulator, their weapons clash against its resilient body, leaving only superficial wounds. However, a group of your men successfully target and destroy several of the creature's eyes. Yet, instead of victory, this action triggers a chilling response.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The eyes surrounding the destroyed ones snap open wide, fixating on your men with an intensity that renders them motionless. Despite their training and resolve, they stand transfixed, unable to tear their gaze away from the hypnotic hold of the Manipulator's eyes. A sense of dread washes over you as you witness your men ensnared in the creature's gaze, their fate now uncertain in the face of this otherworldly adversary.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed Apr 24, 2024 05:11:39 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Njal Fylkir) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Njal - 1st Move</strong></u></p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As the Manipulator's focus turns towards those who dared to assail its eyes, you seize the opportunity to strike. Your lance charge is swift and true, finding its mark with precision, shattering one of the creature's eyes. Encouraged by your success, your men join in, slashing at several more eyes. However, the victory is short-lived.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The eyes adjacent to the destroyed ones snap open wide, fixating on you and your men with an unsettling intensity. Caught in their hypnotic gaze, you find yourself drawn into a mesmerizing cascade of endless eyes within eyes. Despite your efforts to resist, you and your men remain ensnared, trapped in a trance-like state as the Manipulator's relentless hold tightens its grip.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed Apr 24, 2024 12:52:01 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Manipulator</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As the Manipulator loses several of its eyes, the remaining closed ones snap open with newfound intensity. No longer unfocused, their gaze sharpens, actively scouring the surroundings for threats. Among them, a few eyes stand out, their irises sporting vibrant hues, while the majority boast simple brown irises.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed Apr 24, 2024 12:52:41 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><strong><u>Lexis - 1st Move</u></strong><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>You command your peasants to target the unopened eyes of the Manipulator, instructing them to stab at the eyelids to prevent them from opening fully before delivering the final blow. They carry out your orders diligently, successfully destroying several eyes in quick succession. However, as the eyes surrounding the destroyed ones open wide, they immediately fix their intense gaze upon your peasants.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Some of your peasants heed your earlier warning and manage to retreat in time, averting their gaze from the mesmerizing eyes. However, others are not as fortunate, their movements too slow to escape the captivating stare of the surrounding eyes. These unfortunate souls stand frozen, petrified by the overwhelming gaze of the Manipulator's eyes.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Thu Apr 25, 2024 07:53:51 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Samson Dixon) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Samson - 1st Move - Attack</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>Armed with a flaming torch in one hand and a sword in the other, you charge towards the Manipulator, strategically positioning yourself with the sun at your back. As you close in, the eyes of the creature seem to avoid your direction, their focus disrupted by the blinding glare. Seizing the opportunity, you strike with precision, destroying one of its eyes.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As the surrounding eyes turn their gaze towards you, a wave of dizziness washes over you. Yet, to your surprise, the sensation swiftly dissipates. Intrigued by this unexpected turn of events, you peer closely at the eyes, only to notice them blinking rapidly with tears streaming down their faces. It appears that your tactic of using the sun to your advantage has caught the Manipulator off guard.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Quickly seizing the moment, you swiftly retreat from the creature's vicinity, capitalizing on its momentary disorientation.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 2=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Thu Apr 25, 2024 10:03:14 | ||
+ | |Sender= | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Round VIII - Turn 2<br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | Manipulator</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As the eyes surrounding the colossal form of the Manipulator open wide, a dark purple smoke begins to billow from its towering figure. Gradually, the smoke descends, engulfing the arena in a thick fog that shrouds everything in its path. Visibility diminishes rapidly as the fog spreads, drastically reducing the distance that can be seen by everyone within the arena.</p> | ||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 22, 2024 15:11:09 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 2nd Move</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As you order your men to shield charge into the Manipulator, their determination is evident, but the sheer size and weight of the creature prove to be insurmountable obstacles. Quickly realizing the futility of their efforts, they abandon the attempt to push it off balance and instead shift their focus to attacking its eyes. With concerted effort, they swiftly destroy one of its eyes, triggering a startling reaction from the surrounding eyes.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As the eyes around the destroyed one open wide, their intense gaze fixates on your men, causing them to freeze in place. Like statues, they stand immobilized, unable to tear their gaze away from the mesmerizing sight before them. The eerie stillness pervades the battlefield as your men remain entranced by the intense stare of the Manipulator's eyes.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Thu Apr 25, 2024 18:31:44 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Njal Fylkir) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Njal - 2nd Move</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As your men gather around you, forming a tight schiltron to protect against the encroaching darkness, the swirling purple smoke begins to envelop your ranks. Initially, you can discern the outlines of your comrades, but as the smoke thickens, distinguishing one from another becomes increasingly challenging. Soon, even the familiar faces standing beside you blur into indistinct shapes amidst the haze.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Amidst the thickening fog, whispers echo faintly, their origins obscured by the dense mist. Uncertainty grips you as you strain to discern whether these murmurs emanate from your own men or something more ominous lurking within the veiled confines of the mist.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Thu Apr 25, 2024 18:39:59 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 2nd Move - Attack</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As the purple mist enveloped you and your men like a relentless tide, your quick thinking to wet cloths and cover each face proved effective. Despite the thickening haze, you maintained clear visibility among your ranks, ensuring cohesion amidst the swirling fog.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Pressing forward through the murky veil, the eerie glow of the Manipulator's eyes pierced the darkness, their irises visible even amidst the dense smoke. With swift and coordinated strikes, you and your men targeted the eyes, shattering several in rapid succession. Though you could sense the collective gaze of the remaining eyes bearing down upon you, the smoke seemed to shield your group from their influence.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Yet, amidst the chaos, your attention was drawn to a larger eye situated higher up on the Manipulator's body. As its gaze fixated upon you and your men, a palpable rise in temperature enveloped your surroundings, signaling a potentially perilous escalation in the encounter.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri Apr 26, 2024 09:26:44 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 2nd Move - Attack II</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you command your men to climb the towering form of the Manipulator, some struggle to find purchase with their daggers. However, those near the destroyed eyes quickly discover a softer spot in the creature's flesh, allowing them to ascend. Yet, as they climb, the heat intensifies, a foreboding sign of the danger ahead.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As your men draw closer to the giant eye, its iris begins to glow a menacing red hue. Suddenly, they erupt into flames, plummeting from the Manipulator's body in a fiery cascade. Despite their sacrifice, you press onward, feeling the searing heat engulf your own body. With each step, the pain intensifies, your vision blurred by the agony.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Summoning every ounce of resolve, you reach the eye, your senses overwhelmed by the blistering pain. With a final, desperate thrust, your sword pierces the iris, triggering a violent explosion that sends you hurtling backward. As you crash to the ground, the inferno subsides, leaving behind only the dull ache of your battered body. Though bruised and battered, you find solace in the absence of the agonizing fire that once consumed you.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri Apr 26, 2024 09:36:15 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Rojak Sethar) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Rojak - 2nd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you and your men cautiously advance with torches ablaze, the thick purple smoke of the arena envelops you like a shroud. Initially, you can still discern the faint outlines of your companions amidst the haze, their torchlight flickering weakly against the oppressive fog. Yet, as the smoke grows denser, the feeble glow of your torches struggles to pierce the thickening veil, casting eerie shadows that dance in the swirling mist.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Soon, the smoke becomes so dense that even the dim illumination from your torches is swallowed by the enveloping darkness. Lost amidst the swirling vapors, you and your men are rendered blind, unable to discern friend from foe in the impenetrable gloom. Whispers echo from all directions, disorienting your senses and shrouding your surroundings in an unsettling veil of uncertainty.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri Apr 26, 2024 09:42:47 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lance Heroux) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lance - 2nd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you dispatch your hunter toward the last known location of the manipulator, the expanding purple smoke swiftly consumes him, swallowing him whole in its dense embrace. Moments later, the smoke reaches your position, enveloping you and your men in its opaque shroud. Thickening rapidly, the smoke obscures everything in its path, rendering visibility nonexistent.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Even the flickering torchlight held by your men fails to penetrate the dense fog, casting you all into a disorienting darkness. Struggling to discern your surroundings, you find yourself unable to see even your own hand before you. Lost amidst the swirling mist, you strain to hear any indication of your men's whereabouts, but the whispers that echo from all directions only serve to heighten your sense of confusion.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Trapped in this impenetrable haze, you can only hope to navigate by instinct alone, your senses dulled by the suffocating embrace of the purple fog.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri Apr 26, 2024 09:47:23 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lexis - 2nd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you command your men to dig in, hoping to establish a solid position amidst the encroaching chaos, the dense smoke swiftly engulfs them, enveloping each figure in its swirling tendrils. Thickening rapidly, the smoke obscures all sight, rendering even the closest companions invisible to one another.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Before long, the whispers begin—an incessant cacophony that seems to emanate from every direction at once, disorienting and bewildering. Unable to rely on sound to locate your men amidst the oppressive fog, you find yourself isolated in a realm of shifting shadows and muffled voices, utterly cut off from any sense of direction or proximity. In this surreal landscape, the boundaries between reality and illusion blur, leaving you adrift in a world of uncertainty and dread.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri Apr 26, 2024 15:54:17 | ||
+ | |Sender= | ||
+ | |Content=<p><br /> | ||
+ | As the dense purple smoke continues to swirl around people, obscuring even the faintest glimmer of light, strange silhouettes begin to materialize within its depths. Despite the thick haze that shrouds everyone's surroundings, these shadowy figures stand out with an eerie clarity, their forms stark against the murky backdrop. It's a surreal sight—amidst the impenetrable fog, these silhouettes loom ominously, their presence both unsettling and enigmatic. And yet, despite the oppressive darkness that envelops everyone, people find themselves drawn to these mysterious shapes, as if they hold the key to unlocking the secrets of this otherworldly realm. As the whispers continue to echo through the thick haze, everyone can't shake the feeling that these shadowy figures are somehow connected to the unsettling voices that fill the air. With each passing moment, the sense of unease intensifies, leaving everyone grappling with the unsettling realization that people are not alone in this dark and foreboding place.</p> | ||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sat Apr 27, 2024 09:05:12 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lexis - 2nd Move II</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you approach one of the silhouettes and reach out to grab its shoulder, hoping to find one of your men amidst the swirling darkness, the smoke around you begins to dissipate slightly, revealing the silhouette's true form. To your horror, you find yourself face to face with a tall, purple humanoid, its features dominated by a single giant eye where its face should be.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Before you can react, the creature turns its gaze upon you, and for a brief moment, your vision is consumed by darkness. When you come to, the purple monster is nowhere to be seen, replaced instead by one of your peasants standing before you. Though you cannot recall his name, there's a nagging sense of familiarity about him.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Before you can issue any orders, the peasant grabs you firmly and begins to lead you away, his actions urgent and determined. Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, you follow him, your mind racing with questions and uncertainty.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:26:20 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lexis - 2nd Move III</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you command your peasants to gather around you amidst the swirling smoke, they comply obediently, forming a tight circle around you. However, instead of the usual camaraderie and solidarity you expect, you sense an eerie tension in the air as your men stare at you with unnerving intensity.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>A chill runs down your spine as you meet their gazes, a sense of unease settling over you like a heavy shroud. Try as you might, you find yourself unable to move or act, as if held in place by some unseen force.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Questions race through your mind, but before you can voice them, a creeping sense of dread washes over you, leaving you paralyzed with uncertainty. In the midst of the thickening smoke and the silent stares of your men, you can't help but wonder what dark forces are at play, and what fate awaits you in this mysterious and foreboding realm.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:32:08 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Linden Arindal) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Linden - 2nd Move - Attack</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>With your mouth covered by a wet cloth to filter out the noxious purple smoke, you set your sights on the glowing eyes of the manipulator in the distance. Determination fuels your actions as you charge forward, lance at the ready, intent on destroying the source of the eerie gaze.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you ride along the body of the manipulator, your lance strikes true, shattering several of its eyes with precision. Yet, as the eyes crumble, a strange transformation takes place. The surrounding eyes begin to absorb the purple smoke, swelling in size before bursting forth from their sockets and falling to the ground below.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Before you can fully comprehend the situation, the fallen eyes contort and reshape themselves into tall, humanoid figures cloaked in purple. With swift and fluid movements, they disappear into the swirling mist, leaving you momentarily stunned by the sudden turn of events.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===Turn 3=== | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:40:01 | ||
+ | |Sender= | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Manipulator - Turn 3</strong></u> | ||
+ | <p>As the dense purple mist that enshrouded the arena gradually dissipates, the figure of the manipulator comes back into view. However, it's not as it was before. Many of its eyes are now missing, leaving behind empty sockets that punctuate its massive form.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>From the top of the manipulator's towering body, new eyes begin to emerge, larger and more imposing than those that came before. Their irises bear different colors, each one gazing down upon the soldiers below with an unsettling intensity. With a sense of foreboding, the soldiers prepare themselves for whatever challenges lie ahead, knowing that they face a formidable adversary in the wake of these ominous developments.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title= | ||
+ | |Signature=}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:44:15 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lance Heroux) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>Near the manipulator, a cluster of purple humanoids catches your eye. Their heads are nothing but giant eyes, giving them an otherworldly appearance. You deduce that these creatures must have originated from the missing eyes of the manipulator, now transformed into formidable entities.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Four of these humanoid figures stand ominously close to the manipulator, their imposing presence adding to the already tense atmosphere. However, your attention is drawn to another figure in the distance, larger and more imposing than the rest. This creature stands on four legs instead of two, exuding an aura of strength and power.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you observe these beings, you can't help but feel a sense of trepidation. They appear formidable and resilient, posing a significant threat to anyone who dares to challenge them.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:49:52 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>In the distance, you notice other participants who are ensnared by the purple humanoids you previously encountered. Each of these eerie creatures is affixed to the back of a soldier or knight, their glowing irises emanating an ominous aura. It's evident that these individuals, save for your own men and Linden, have fallen under the influence of these malevolent beings.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you observe from afar, you can sense the palpable hostility emanating from those who are under the creatures' sway. Their movements are stiff and unnatural, their expressions devoid of warmth or recognition.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Sun Apr 28, 2024 11:50:24 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Linden Arindal) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>In the distance, you notice other participants who are ensnared by the purple humanoids you previously encountered. Each of these eerie creatures is affixed to the back of a soldier or knight, their glowing irises emanating an ominous aura. It's evident that these individuals, save for you and Galandric's group, have fallen under the influence of these malevolent beings.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you observe from afar, you can sense the palpable hostility emanating from those who are under the creatures' sway. Their movements are stiff and unnatural, their expressions devoid of warmth or recognition.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Mon Apr 29, 2024 19:13:27 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lexis - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | With determination coursing through your veins, you lead your group of twenty peasants forward, marching resolutely towards the unsettling presence of the purple humanoids and the looming figure of the manipulator beyond them.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you advance, the air crackles with tension, each step forward bringing you closer to the heart of the eerie spectacle unfolding before you. The glowing eyes of the humanoids flicker ominously, their gaze fixated on your approach as if anticipating your next move.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p> </p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 30, 2024 07:14:25 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>As the four sturdy purple humanoids charge towards your group, their imposing presence instills a sense of dread in your heart. With a thunderous clash, they collide with your group, their formidable strength sending four of your peasants tumbling to the ground.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Amidst the chaos, you watch in horror as the bodies of four of your peasants contort and twist, their forms morphing into that of the very creatures they collided with. The realization dawns upon you with chilling clarity—they have been transformed into purple humanoids, joining the ranks of the spectral creatures that now stand before you.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 30, 2024 07:18:49 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>With resolve burning in your heart, you and your men swiftly move to liberate Lexis and his group from the grip of the purple humanoids. As you engage in battle with the evil creatures, your determination to free your allies fuels your every strike.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>With swift and decisive action, you manage to defeat the four purple humanoids that had ensnared some of Lexis' peasants, freeing them from their mind control. As they regain their senses, they explain the harrowing truth—that to their eyes, you and your men initially appeared as the very creatures you fought against, trapped in the thrall of the malevolent beings.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Realizing the gravity of the situation, you understand that the fate of the remaining members of Lexis' group now hangs in the balance, depending on the decisions made by their leader.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 30, 2024 12:09:45 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Samson Dixon) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>You observe the four ominous purple humanoids descending upon Lexis and his men, their malevolent intent evident in their swift and aggressive movements. In the ensuing clash, four of Lexis' twenty peasants are swiftly felled by the relentless assault, while an equal number are tragically transformed into the very creatures they fought against.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 30, 2024 12:11:47 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Linden Arindal) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>You watch as Galandric's men make their way towards Lexis' group, who are ensnared by the purple humanoids. In a valiant effort, they engage the creatures, managing to dispatch four out of the ten humanoids menacing Lexis' men. As a result, four of Lexis' peasants are liberated from the creatures' control, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Tue Apr 30, 2024 22:12:38 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lexis - 3rd Move - Attack</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>You and your men launch a frenzied assault into the air, striking out blindly at the unseen threat. As your lance connects with something solid, a large eye materializes above you, impaled by your weapon. To your astonishment, you realize that your men have also been attacking the invisible foes, revealing themselves to be the purple humanoids in disguise.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The shocking revelation dawns upon you—all along, half of your peasants were the very creatures you had been fighting against. Ensnared by their deceptive guise, you and your men were unwittingly manipulated into targeting innocent allies.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>It becomes clear that Galandric and his men, who you initially thought were the purple humanoids, were not your enemies, but rather allies who bravely fought against the creatures, freeing some of your men from their control. Meanwhile, Linden stands steadfast by the Manipulator, likely engaging it in combat.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Glancing behind you, you see more purple humanoids looming over Rojak, Lance, Samson, and Njal, who remain under the creatures' influence. With this realization, you understand the need for caution, as your former allies may now see you and your men as enemies, unable to recognize friend from foe under the monsters' control.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed May 1, 2024 07:52:31 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(recipients not listed) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>Lexis and his men break free from the grasp of the purple humanoids, launching a fierce assault on the creatures' eyes, their determination evident as they fight to regain control of their own minds. Meanwhile, Lance and Rojak charge forward with determination, leaving the influence of the purple humanoids behind them. However, their men remain ensnared by the creatures' manipulation.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed May 1, 2024 07:56:20 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Lance Heroux) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Lance - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you and Rojak charge ahead towards the purple humanoids, a startling transformation unfolds before your eyes. The monstrous figures gradually morph into familiar faces—Lexis, Galandric, and Linden, along with their respective companions. This unexpected turn leaves you momentarily stunned, but quickly realizing the gravity of the situation, you swiftly turn your gaze back to your own men.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Behind you, your men stand surrounded by towering purple humanoids, their figures imposing against the dim light. One of the creatures attempts to give chase, but your horse proves too swift, carrying you away from immediate danger.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed May 1, 2024 07:56:50 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Rojak Sethar) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Rojak - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | As you and Lance charge ahead towards the purple humanoids, a startling transformation unfolds before your eyes. The monstrous figures gradually morph into familiar faces—Lexis, Galandric, and Linden, along with their respective companions. This unexpected turn leaves you momentarily stunned, but quickly realizing the gravity of the situation, you swiftly turn your gaze back to your own men.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Behind you, your men stand surrounded by towering purple humanoids, their figures imposing against the dim light. One of the creatures attempts to give chase, but your horse proves too swift, carrying you away from immediate danger.</p> | ||
+ | <br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Wed May 1, 2024 08:01:39 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Samson Dixon) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Samson - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you command your men to aid Lexis and his group, a harrowing sight unfolds before you. Despite their valiant efforts, Lexis and his men are swiftly overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught of purple humanoids. One by one, they succumb to the creatures, falling to the ground as the purple monsters rise in their place. With the addition of the initial assailants, their numbers swell to fourteen, a formidable force against which your allies stand little chance.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Meanwhile, Rojak and Lance charge forward in a desperate attempt to join the fray, but their efforts are in vain. Before they can even reach their intended targets, they too undergo a horrifying transformation, morphing into the same monstrous beings that assail Lexis and his men.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Thu May 2, 2024 11:42:31 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Galandric - 3rd Move - Attack</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you strategize your next move, you leave one of your soldiers behind to serve as a lookout, warning other knights of the impending danger. With resolve in your heart, you command the rest of your men to redirect their efforts towards the Manipulator.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>The once formidable creature now appears weakened, its body deflating as it oozes green blood from its empty eye sockets. Despite its diminished state, the glowing intensity of its larger, colorful eyes betrays a fierce determination to fight on.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Advancing cautiously, you and your men encounter a new challenge: the sticky green blood pooling on the ground impedes your progress, making each step forward a struggle. Nevertheless, you press on, determined to reach the Manipulator's vulnerable eyes.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Suddenly, one of the large eyes transforms into a striking shade of blue, fixating its gaze on one of your blademasters. In an instant, it unleashes a powerful beam, turning the unfortunate warrior into a frozen statue.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Aware of the urgency of the situation, you hasten your approach, determined to neutralize the threat posed by the blue eye. With swift determination, you close the distance and deliver a decisive blow, vanquishing the eye before it can unleash further devastation.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | {{BMMessage | ||
+ | |Width=80 | ||
+ | |Type=Report | ||
+ | |Sent=Fri May 3, 2024 12:36:43 | ||
+ | |Sender=Wassgandr Felsenbach|Recipients=(Personal message to Samson Dixon) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><u><strong>Samson - 3rd Move</strong></u><br /> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>As you swing your weapon upwards, you make contact with something solid lurking above your head. In a flurry of motion, an eye materializes before you, its familiar gaze sending a shiver down your spine.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>Glancing around, you quickly discern the truth: the eye was not floating independently, but rather attached to a purple humanoid that stands among your men. A chilling realization dawns upon you—each of your comrades has fallen under the influence of these insidious monsters.</p> | ||
+ | |||
+ | <p>It becomes clear that you and your men were unwittingly manipulated by these creatures, likely ambushed during the chaotic haze of the smoky arena.</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |Title=Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach | ||
+ | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Wassgandr Felsenbach</span><br /><span style="color:#dde">Royal of <span class="realm_35">Luria Nova</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cef">Duke of <span class="realm_35">Eternal Radiance</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cdf">Margrave of <span class="realm_35">Askileon</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/polish-argent-saltire-gules-sun_in_splendor-or-icon.svg" /></p>}} |
Latest revision as of 05:00, 18 May 2024
Contents
- 1 Melee Event Announcement
- 2 Round 1 - Free-For-All, 3 Turns
- 3 Round 2 - Pair Teams, 4 Turns
- 4 Round 3 - Swordfighting Tournament, 7 matches
- 5 Round 4 - Free-For-All
- 6 Round 5 - Monster Raid
- 7 Round 6 - Melee Tournament
- 8 Round 7
- 9 Round 8
- 9.1 Turn 1
- 9.1.1
- 9.1.2 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.3 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.4 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.5 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.6 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.7 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.8 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.9 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.10 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.11 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.12 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.13 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.1.14 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2 Turn 2
- 9.2.1
- 9.2.2 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.3 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.4 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.5 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.6 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.7 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.8 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.9
- 9.2.10 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.11 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.2.12 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.3 Turn 3
- 9.3.1
- 9.3.2 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.3.3 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.3.4 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
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- 9.3.7 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.3.8 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
- 9.3.9 Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
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- 9.1 Turn 1
Melee Event Announcement
With everyone now prepared, we are excited to officially commence the event. Each round will feature a distinct format, ranging from free-for-alls to unexpected team-ups with participants you may not prefer. Throughout the event, the number of turns per round will vary, demanding strategic decisions on whom to attack and which tactics to employ. The rest will be left to chance.
Our inaugural round kicks off as a free-for-all, spanning three intense turns. The last participant standing will secure an additional 5 points. Following this round, all participants will receive a baseline of 5 points. Furthermore, the individual chosen as the crowd's favorite will earn an extra 3 points. Remember to captivate and entertain your audience. You have one day to craft your strategy for the upcoming round. Best of luck to all participants! May the melee unfold in your favor!
Round 1 - Free-For-All, 3 Turns
Basic Reward: 5 points Last Man Standing Reward: 5 points Crowd's Favourite: 3 points
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Round 2 - Pair Teams, 4 Turns
Basic Reward: 5 points Last Man Standing Reward: 5 points Crowd's Favourite: 3 points
Teams Galandric & Njal Samson & Rojak Linden & Lexis Lance & Guest Knight
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Round 3 - Swordfighting Tournament, 7 matches
Basic Reward: 10 points Tournament Winner: 10 points - Linden Tournament Runner-up: 5 points - Galandric Crowd's Favourite: 3 points - Samson, Rojak, Lexis (1 point each)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Round 4 - Free-For-All
Basic Reward: 15 points Crowd's Favourite: 3 points - Linden (For dismounting Samson)
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Round 5 - Monster Raid
Basic Reward: 10 points Bonus points per Monster: 10 points Crowd's Favourite: 5 points
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Round 6 - Melee Tournament
Basic Points: 15 points(Guaranteed Points) Crowd's Favourite: +6 points - Lexis (For dismounting and capturing Linden - Runner Up) +5 for winning Round 1 of the Melee Tournament(Wild Card will get this for free) +10 for winning Round 2 of the Melee Tournament +15 Points for becoming the runner up +20 Points for winning the tournament
Maximum Points: 15 + 20(Winning the tournament) + 6(Crowd's favourite) = 41 points
Quarter Final I: Lexis vs Rojak
Quarter Final II: Galandric vs Lance
Quarter Final III: Njal vs Samson
Semi Final I: Lexis vs Galandric
Semi Final II: Samson vs Linden
Final: Lexis vs Linden
Round 7
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Round 8
Turn 1
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Njal Fylkir)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lance Heroux)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Samson Dixon)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Linden Arindal)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Rojak Sethar)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Njal Fylkir)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
Message sent to all full members of Event Chronicle (7 recipients)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Samson Dixon)
Turn 2
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Njal Fylkir)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Rojak Sethar)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lance Heroux)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Linden Arindal)
Turn 3
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lance Heroux)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Linden Arindal)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Samson Dixon)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Linden Arindal)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lexis o'maxim)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(recipients not listed)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Lance Heroux)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Rojak Sethar)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Samson Dixon)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Galandric Aboolio)
Report from Wassgandr Felsenbach
(Personal message to Samson Dixon)