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[CaosTECH]

When Arcum gets closer to the stadium, he then realizes, for the amount of opponents compared to the amount of arrows he has is greatly different.

[H4X0RZ]

*Sandwich turns into Maxris' direction*
"Oh, hey, supーー Whoa, WTF?!"

Edited by H4X0RZ, 09 November 2015 - 06:15 AM.

[Lupus590]

The Shadow swings his ghost like blade at the assassin in front of it. Now that you are closer, you can (or would if you had time) notice that the Shadow is just a dark robe with black smoke or mist inside.

[Lupus590]

Meanwhile inside the city, the line of people for the sign-up desk moves quite quickly. Nearby is a blacksmiths and a fletcher. A man in a brown robe (underneath which is the hint of green leather) is directed to the queue, which he joins behind the rest of the party (Nico, Arch and Henry).

The short man sat at the table looks to the group, primarily at Nico (who looks quite eager). "This is going to make things complicated." He mumbles.

He speaks in rehearsed fashion. "Spectators don't need to sign-in. Combatants need to give their name and sign the agreement. Standard stuff, we're not responsible for your injury and or death. You are competing on your own accord. No intentional kills. Bla bla bla."

[cptdeath58]

Maxris strafes to the side to make sure her bolts don't hit Sandwich and fires at the Shadow.

[H4X0RZ]

*Sandwich tries to hug that shadow *

[OOC] Sandwich's exceptionally stupid currently. I'm not sure what causes that to nem. Maybe ne ate the wrong food? Idk [/OOC]

[Lupus590]

[OOC] Best of luck H4X0RZ, sorry to punish your character like this. [/OOC]

Maxris positions herself and fires, but not soon enough to prevent Sandwich from taking a hit. Initially it looks like the blade passed through Sandwich without causing damage, but as the black ghost-like blade slid out of Sandwich's right side a white trail follows it. Sandwich collapses from the pain as Maxris' ice bolts burn through the robes. An ghastly screech is emitted from under the black hood as Sandwich's attacker flees deeper into the forest, black mist flowing from the new holes and white glow still on its sword.

Sandwich is nearly unconscious, nir life signs are becoming faint.

[cptdeath58]

"Sandwich!"
She then activates her tractor beam and continues slowly back to the town.
(Since most of her power is going to pick up sandwich.)

Edited by cptdeath58, 10 November 2015 - 12:09 AM.

[CaosTECH]

Before the tournament begins, Arcum goes to the Fletcher to get re-equipped. "Why, hello. I am a combatant in the tournament about to begin over there" As Arcum points over towards the direction of the tournament. "I dont have much, but what would be the cost to refill this quiver?" Arcum pulls the quiver from his back and shows it to the fletcher, inside the quiver it contains 4 arrows.
[ooc] I don't know what to say for the maximum amount of arrows aloud into the quiver, but the minimum is 0 [/ooc]

[cptdeath58]

[OOC] of your stature and race... I would say 30-40[/OOC]

[Cranium]

"What is the point of fighting if it is not for your life? What is the prize if I win?"

[Lupus590]

The fletcher draws an arrow from Arcum's quiver and examines it. "For a similar quality like this I would normal expect twenty copper per arrow, but I'm doing a doing a deal today due to the tournament." He returns the arrow to the quiver. "Fifteen copper per arrow, and best of luck to you in the competition."

Meanwhile at the desk. "The winning man, or err bear, gets fifty silver."

[CaosTECH]

"Egh, all I have is roughly 60 copper. But whatever I can get will have to do." Arcum says while grabbing everything he can find out of his pouch. He hands it to the fletcher.

[cptdeath58]

Maxris is still running with Sandwich in tow through the forest in the direction of Vingara set by her gyroscope.

[Lupus590]

[OOC] Sorry cptdeath and H4X0RZ, you will probably have to wait quite a while, you are ahead in terms of time compared to the rest of the group. If you want to get a temporary character to use in the tournament then just ask. [/OOC]

"Tell you what, if you can help me make more arrows then I'll give you an added discount." The fletcher offers. "Or I can sell you these arrows, they're a bit low quality but you'll be able to afford more of them. They should do fine in the competition, the wobble a bit in flight though. Forty copper for the set." He lifts a quiver from behind his chair, inside is several arrows. At a guess, there are twenty of them.

Edited by Lupus590, 11 November 2015 - 05:04 PM.

[cptdeath58]

[OOC] Ah, alright [/OOC]

[KnightMiner]

Meanwhile, back at the desk. "And fifty silver is a hearty amount, especially for a tournament with a small count" the man in the brown robe says to Nico. He then walks up to the desk and gives the man his three silver.

[OOC]It might be a good time to get the tournament started, as the line shouldn't take too long..[/OOC]

[Lupus590]

"Thank you, sir and welcome to the tournament. May I ask your name and for you to sign this disclaimer." The registrar asks.

[OOC] @ArchTyler 60 copper is not actually a lot of money, you may want to read the common knowledge section. For example, a days labour is 10 silver, and a night at an inn (with meal) is 1 silver. You may want to retcon yourself a few silver, particularly as the entry fee for the tournament is 3 sliver. [/OOC]

[CaosTECH]

[OOC] @Lupus590 Okay, I will say he finds a silver coin or two in the ground while walking around [/OOC]

"Well, my family does specialize in archery, so I was taught how to fletch. Sure, I guess I could help." Arcum says

Edited by ArchTyler, 12 November 2015 - 07:38 PM.

[Cranium]

[OOC]I don't think I have any money at all, considering I'm more of a wilderness kind of guy/animal.[/OOC]