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Fight! - Second Battle Team Duel
@spookoops, @SpellPiper2213, @feralitator
Congratulations!
Kostantin, Iona and Livold were the winners of this duel. Don't forget that they still faced the other two teams before the eliminations took place. The table with points will be posted later, but with the classification below it is possible to get a sense of the individual rank.
They are not yet authorized to make a card with CMC 5, but they can make a new CMC 3 card to replace the current one if you feel necessary.
@IzItTru, @bronx, @TheDukeOfPork
Unfortunately, in the end the victory did not come, but there were still two more duels before the eliminations. You can make a new CMC 3 card to replace the current one if you think it is necessary
Do not worry: The characters in my command will not influence future eliminations.
After the fight
Kostantin, who had protected himself with magic, snapped his fingers making a deafening sound silencing everyone in the arena. He had everyone's attention.
- Calm down, - he said, - Jake was just living armor. He had no body and whoever is manipulating his actions is not here - he pointed to Bardón - Dear rector, you have a big problem here.
Bardón jumped out of his chair with extreme fury looking at Kostantin, turning and walking away quickly. He needed to speak to the recruiters. It was unforgivable that they had passed on disembodied armor in the tournament.
1st Iona, 2nd Livold, 3rd Raeyla, 4th Konstantin, 5th Gor, 6th Jake.
"Elph!" Karyel called.
Elph walked over, carrying a cup of water in her hands.
"Let us prepare for the next round."
@Red_Tower
That was when he heard footsteps - not just any footsteps - clanking sinister, spine-tingling footsteps. The door swung open. The scribe - quite a scary scribe too - stomped in.
"You must be Gor," he said. "My, I've heard stories." Gor raised his head. "Yes, that's me," Gor growled. "And what are you doing in my private library?" The scribe scowled.
"I came to tell you something."
"Yes?"
"Well, Gor, you shouldn't be here. I heard stories about life."
"Yes?" Gor repeated.
"You are a trickster. An undead, terrifying, trickster."
"Just because I'm a zombie doesn't mean I'm a murderer."
"You were part of Uhajlhlie's army."
"Yes, and I left. Then killed him. I'm a hero."
"That's where you are wrong," He scowled again. "You killed countless on your quest to do so." Gor nodded. "Evil people," He turned his head. "And could we continue this argument later? Say this eve? I'm busy now."
"Fine."
Later, Gor won the argument and stayed put. But something else was on his mind. The scribe seemed strangely occupied, something was on his mind - and not something good at that matter - like he knew something he shouldn't......
The young knight looked up at the ceiling. Speaking of the team duel, what had Jake done? He'd exploded, of course, but why? Why had Konstantin said there had never been a body?
"Who are you, Jake?" Iona said to the empty room. "What are you?" She thought for a second and added, "Were you? Are you. Were you?"
After a moment, the young knight sat up and clapped her hands. No reason to dwell on grammar or the past at a time like this. Glory was hers, and she needed to act on it, be ready to keep it. Picking up her family sword, Iona walked out of her room and towards the training ground.
Verlock had seen better days, the healers did their best to patch him up but whatever magic bed knocked him unconscious still lingered. Nevertheless the bear still had that calm look that he always had in his eyes, “Rawrg” the bear spoke out in a broken yawn,
”I know, I shouldn’t get mad about things I can’t control”
”Arwag”
”I know, Loss is just a chance to become better,”
”Rawrarg”
”Don’t bring may father into this, it’s his fault I’m even here!” The bear jumped back at Raeyla’s retort, she felt guilt instantly reaching out to console her friend, “Sorry Big Guy, I shouldn’t have said that!” She reached out a hand scratched behind his ears. “I’m just angry, and tired” the bear placed a paw on her forehead reciprocating her affection,
”Gwar”
”Yeah I miss home to, but we can’t go just yet I need to win so I can prove myself.” She stood up and thought, “Clearly I need to get stronger, and I need someone to help me do that.”
(Later)
@SpellPiper2213
Raeyla entered the knights lounge, she was looking for Iona. Luckily the other student was reclining in one of the armchairs next to the fire. Raeyla hurried over awkwardly stepping into Iona’s view,
”Hey thanks for the fight you’re not so bad with a sword. I’m looking for someone to help me train, would you be willing to spar sometime?”
Jousts
@Red_Tower, CassZero, @AboveAndAbout
X
@spookoops, @SpellPiper2213, @feralitator
Do not worry: The characters in my command will not influence future eliminations.
Chariot Race
@IzItTru, @bronx, @TheDukeOfPork
X
@FourEyesIsAFish, @ChoyBoi, CassZero/feralitator
Do not worry: The characters in my command will not influence future eliminations.
"Oh! Thank you actually. I have to admit I've never been very good with horses, and after that last round it really shows." She told heavily armored knight. The armor made it easier for to talk plainly with him, even if she was embarrassed by her poor performance. "I think making a plan would be a very good idea."
@AboveAndAbout
Iona smiled, glad to be distracted from the upcoming joust. "You did well yourself. I'm always up for sparring, especially with someone as skilled as you are. Besides, I won't pass up an opportunity to see what you can do without the stress of an organized duel."
The review seems to have sharpened her senses slightly and enhanced some of her magical skills. Aki feels better after it, at least. Time to start getting ready for that chariot race.
Aki's new signature, Predictive Parry
Oddly Kostantin had forgotten his diary at the head of the bed. He emanated a strange force and with curiosity she began to read. Many things were in strange languages and it was difficult to decipher, but one of the passages caught the eye, even by the date of writing.
She didn't have to wait long. Arya's blood-red robe soon became visible. "Are you sure you're ready for this? I'm not going to go easy on anyone, especially not you."
Aki smiled. "I'm always ready"
The sounds of parrying blades filled the arena as Aki and Arya clashed blades. Blood and fire clashed as the two combatants launched spells and counterspells. Aki managed to dodge most of Arya's strikes, but was generally unable to capitalize on the opportunity. Both knights seemed evenly matched.
Eventually, both stowed away their blades. Both of them had tried their hardest. Neither of them had come out on top.
"...good...fight" Aki said, exhausted from the duel.
@ChoyBoi
Iona sat down below a tree. Should she trust them? Her mind said no, but something else within her told her to try. Besides, they were in this together, like it or not. Not just Iona and her teammates, either, but everyone.
Iona chuckled, suddenly remembering seeing Karyel reading about Sandars in the library. Seeing that play out would be fun.
(Iona's new signature)
The deadline for the next fight starts on Monday 03/01)
(Epilogue) - Past That Torments
5 years after the events in Vosanova.
The hooded woman was running nonstop peeking through trees and rubble during Ovan Nova's silent night. Getting there brought bitterness to the hooded woman's mouth, in addition to the difficulty of passing through the watchful armies who wanted to restore order in Vosanova. She didn't care about politics and had no idea how things were going in Vosanova. There was only one goal.
Among the streets and rubble, some beings in humanoid form with a blackish and purple fur, as if they had been burned or consumed by something, with their arms dangling, grunted without purpose and did not care about the hooded one, who avoids crossing the path of those creatures. When needed, her sword shone and beheaded the creatures without fear.
Finally she arrived at the entrance to the catacombs and went down as far as she could. Some studies and a lot of help from natives, mixed with local legends, made the puzzles to open the gates easier than expected. The place was old and many gears did not work and many stones blocked the way. In those moments, the sword, which had two specific stones in the hilt in a three-space lot, shone to give strength and cut the obstacles like butter.
The further down, the darker the place became, lifeless and frightening with the heavy air, mixed with the sounds of grunts echoing between the stone arches that supported the chamber where the hooded woman had arrived.
The place beyond the darkness had only an old and broken altar that held a kind of purple vapor with a kind of red-eyed creature trying to escape from what appeared to be his prison. It seemed to be the fragment of a visceral struggle there. The air got heavier.
She came close to the altar and plunged the sword into the steam. In the three spaces of sword runes, lapis lazuli with a leviathan design and rune with a sword design in amber began to shine. The vapor began to be ferociously sucked into the free space. In the end the vapor turned into an amethyst with a design of a black flame. The place shuddered with a terrifying echo.
Ar-Ka-Nai
The sound came from a sudden gale that gradually dissipated and threw the woman's hood away, which she quickly pulled away leaving only a pink streak showing.
https://forums.mtgcardsmith.com/discussion/5385/aeryn-tournament-of-champions-3-saga-category#latest
5 years after the events in Vosanova.
- What are you feeling? - asked Aeryn, taking off her hood .
- I think she's here again - she paused - My sister.
At that moment a figure appeared in front of them, about five meters away, behind a heap of uneven stones. The figure slowly transformed into a woman like Nyrea, but with purple and black clothes, black hair with purple highlights, a sad face and pale skin. Nyrea's sister held a sturdy war hammer, but very easily. By supporting her to the floor, she finally spoke.
- Following the wrong paths - said the woman - These new planeswalker's powers condemned all of us, and your beloved brothers.
- What are you talking about? - asked Nyrea trying to get closer - Tell me where you are? I can help. Trust me.
- Silence - she shouted as she hit the hammer on the floor - Me and your other brothers are disappointed. Nobody can help me, nobody can save me - she lowered her head sadly, but suddenly gave an evil laugh.
Nyrea was confused when mentioning brothers. Little by little she didn't even know about the existence of one and now she mentions others.
- I can help. I didn't know that I had brothers - she tried to get closer - Let me help. Tell me about them please.
- There's nothing to talk about. They were created in the same mold. While we were made at the top of the mountain, they were created at the base of it. A spear and two daggers - Nyrea's sister positioned herself in front of the hammer - Now it's time to go.
With a hideous laugh she hit the hammer three times on the ground causing the stones behind to crack in a flood. Aeryn and Nyrea were startled and started running desperately so as not to be devoured by the water. Aeryn was agile and managed to reach the top of a rock from the ruins quickly. Nyrea only slightly invoked the power of the Leviathan not to be swallowed by the water until it reached the top of the same rock. - What will we do now? She doesn't look well. She seems to be under the influence of something - Aeryn said, catching her breath.
- Not this time, Aeryn. - There was a short pause with Aeryn staring without understanding anything. The breath was still heavy.
- What do you mean?? We are a team. I will not abandon.
- I know - Nyrea cut quickly - But I feel that this journey is mine, not yours. I know about our connection, but it's not fair to you. Go back to Haruvan, go back to Miljivan. I will go to the mountain that I was created. I will find this place. As much as I don't want to lose that connection, the power and air that emanates from this mountain was not made for humans. You would die before you even reached her base.
Aeryn closed her eyes with more regular breathing. Her hair was damp from the flood and she plunged into her thoughts. She held out her hand to Nyrea who was sad, but it was time to part, at least for now. Nyrea did not accept the outstretched hand and hugged Aeryn, who still had her eyes closed.
- Thanks for everything. I'm only free today because of you.
Jousts
@Red_Tower, CassZero, @AboveAndAbout,
Versus
@spookoops, @SpellPiper2213, @feralitator
Do not worry: The characters in my command will not influence future eliminations.