Trumpets blow loudly to introduce the start of the tournament day. Everyone is invited to watch or participate. Those who would like to sign up need simply sign in for the competition they seek to join in on. Sign ups open at 8am, though you can sign up any time before the start of your competition category. There are different prizes listed for each category!
In the sign-up area before the tournaments begin, there will be a number of entertainment shows going on: Some of the fae who were invited are giving enchanted body paintings. Once the painting is finished, they will travel across your body like a living tattoo. Please be sure to specify if you would like it to be permanent or temporary, and exactly what you want-- especially if you want a permanent one.
In addition to the body painting, there will be a number of clowns playing pranks and giving out balloons that, when popped, completely cover the surrounding 5 feet in glow-in-the-dark glitter that smells of your favorite scent. Each one will smell different depending on who is smelling it. What's more is the glitter actually dissolves after 12 hours, so you don't have to worry about it never getting out of anything. Amazing!
There are additional dance shows and parades going on through the town and near the sign-up area to draw people in, and little pop-up shops with merch you can buy to support the tournament-- cool t-shirts, sunglasses, hats, keychains, and more. Don't forget to download the Tournament Bets app so you can place money on your favorites to win and make bank! Maybe save some for the tavern afterward if things don't work out, though... or before you make any decisions, check out the castles' royal tea garden, beautifully decorated in a wide variety of wintery florals, which is set up and serving a delightful medley of teas with soothing effects. Just be careful-- each table has a magic grapevine that will communicate with another table, so you may end up hearing someone else's secrets on the grapevine... or just ending up with a fun conversation if you notice it before you say something you don't want to share.
As the tournament gets underway, it starts off with all of the multiview screens taking focus on the royal viewing box. In it stands a man that we have not yet seen before, but who stands with an air of dignity. He's wearing a suit, and a crown, and looks confident despite that he has many reasons to be hesitant- he is back from the dead, after all.
 | ”"My name is Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot. Many of you may have heard of me from your worlds I'm told, and many still may not have, but I will begin with an apology. I should have been there for those of you who arrived months ago and have been bravely pursuing this battle without leadership. I am afraid a few millennia of culture shock have thrown me off course and the Advent of the Kardashians in my studies has not helped these matters. But that is little excuse. From here on out, I will be with you in your journeys. Those who have questions of me, I will be offering an..."
Merlin's voice comes in off-camera to help him out, since he's still not sure on all the lingo, offering "AMA" to assist, then Arthur continues.
"An AMA to you all in the coming days. But for the time being, let us celebrate the wins and strides you all have made with a tournament. Those brave enough to enter, I hope to see you vying for knighthood and fighting alongside me in the days to come. For the love of Camelot!" |
The video ends and the first tournament event begins. The categories and prizes are as follows:Close-Quarters Melee (No Magic): Any non-projectile weapon is allowed. All combatants meet on a sand lot surrounded by stands. The last combatant standing wins. Prize: 500,000G; (Item) Enchanted Sword, courtesy of the royal blacksmith and permanently enchanted by Merlin (Winner can choose what kind of effect they want upon contact with blade! IC choice, but must be approved by mods)
Physical Healing: All physical wounds will be divided among healers. Participation in this event will yield monetary payment of 10,000G per person regardless of win, as it is an essential service. The first person to complete their patient load will win the competition. Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Protective Charm
Long-Range Firing Competition: Archers, gunsmen, slingshot, or any other projectile-firing weapons or magic may be used for precision aiming at long-distance targets, both still and moving. It is not permitted to fire at other competitors, but distracting, blocking, and otherwise creating interference with curses, shields, and so on is permitted. Causing injury to other competitors will result in disqualification. Prize: 50,000G; (Item) Locked-and-Loading Projectile Purse
Lunch: Lunch break! There are plenty of food stands available for anyone to purchase whatever food their heart desires, but for the competitive lot, there is a hot dog eating contest to participate in or enjoy. Let the ref know if you would prefer vegan hot dogs, as they are available. Prize: 20,000K; (Recipe) Instant Loperamide
Animal & Hypnotic Obstacle Course: This one is for the animal and cognitive users. Use animal magic to direct a blindfolded animal or hypnotized peer through an obstacle course. Whichever team finishes the course first is the winner. (No one will question whether or not the hypnotized participant is there willingly, but make sure you discuss OOC.) Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Enchanted Gold Rose
Dark & Light Submission: Dark magic users will be given instructions to utilize shadow magic to essentially swallow their light opponent into a vat of darkness and pull them into pitch-black dungeons underground. Light magic users are to utilize their light magic to overwhelm the shadows and prevent themselves from being pulled under. Light magic users are given intsructions to create hardlight bindings to stop their dark magic opponents from controlling the shadows. Whoever secures their opponent first wins. (Multiple winners.) Prize: 10,000G; (Potion) Countercurse
Alchemy & Kinetic Animated Battles: An alchemist and a kinetic user pair up to alchemize a warrior of their choosing. It can be made of any material you like-- stone, straw, brick, mud, steel, whatever, but it must be made to be mobile and armed as you please, as kinetic users will then be tasked with animating various parts of the body and fighting the alchemists's creations against each other. Prize: 50,000G to each member of the winning team; (Potion) Animatia
Single Element Knock-Out: Elemental magic users may select one element to fight with. Each magic user is given their own platform in a pool. The goal is to knock your opponents into the water. Note: The water of the pool is not usable in the competition; using the pool will result in disqualification. You can jump from platform to platform to avoid hits but leaving the pool area will result in disqualification. Prize: 50,000G; (Recipe) Glowstick
Magical Melee: Like the close-quarters free-for-all, any magic type may join in. All combatants meet on a sand lot surrounded by stands. The last mage standing wins. Prize: 500,000G; (Item) Channeling Staff
Anyone who participates will get the following: A big thank you, a free meal ticket redeemable at any food stand during lunch, and (Recipe) Cool Firework. Reminder that players who want their character to win should sign up on the plotting post here. You can thread anything out on the log. Please sign up before 11:59pm on Friday 1/22. Results will be drawn live if we can figure out an easy way to do that and posted on Saturday.
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'Twas Light which split the world and every life upon it. I will never forgive Her. Never.
[ No prizes for guessing who. ]
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In the end, what really matters right now is ensuring that the man before her who she's called friend is not in any more pain than he ought to be. But the fact that it continues to weigh on him so much, traumatizing him and hurting him... it's no wonder he continues to be so angry at everything.
Even if it doesn't justify his actions. So she simply hums a response, before sitting close enough for their shoulders to touch. ]
I don't think anyone expects you to.
[ It's Hydaelyn's chosen that cut him down, after all. ]
... but you're not where she is, now. You don't have to forgive her, but you shouldn't let her hurt you like this either, Hades.
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I shouldn't let her hurt me?
[ He lifts his head, glaring at her with eyes cold as yellow steel. ]
Her Light heralded the worst twelve thousand years of my existence. Her Light is the reason we have struggled so to repair our star and reunite our people. Her Light is what finally killed me. I think I have every right to flinch at the sight!
[ His voice rises to a shout at the end. ]
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Nothing beyond the limits of her imagination, and she's not about to place herself through a pain that wasn't hers to carry— all she has is some sympathy. For the burden he's carrying, and for what continues to haunt him.
She lets him yell, even if she doesn't feel right about being given the anger he has towards something she had no hand in creating, or even having the choice in existing from. But this isn't about her- right now, she wants to calm him. ]
Aye, you've the right. You can continue to be angry and take it out as you please. But we're not in a world with her in it. Look around us.
[ This land isn't part of the sundering Hydaelyn caused. She's asking him to look at the now. ]
... do you really feel as if there isn't something you want to live for, at least in a world not touched by her?
[ Because there isn't a single person he has grown close to here who would want to hear him say he wishes to die. ]
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No. Nothing.
[ It's bitter and sullen. He has Hythlodaeus. He has Felih and Irhya. But... ]
My time here is borrowed. I don't even have the luxury of looking forward to a full life here. You know as well as I do that we may disappear at any moment from these worlds. I may as well throw myself off the cliffs to hasten the inevitable.
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[ It's alarming to hear this from him, even if she can understand where it's coming from. She turns fully, looking him over with concern in her eyes as her ears droop. ]
Don't be so ungrateful about what you do have, Hades. Small it might be, and imperfect in your eyes, but it doesn't make it all pointless.
[ She moves a hand to the side of her head, running her fingers through her bangs tiredly. ]
... but that's something I can say because I haven't been through what you have.
[ Right now, she'll not bring up anything in regards to what his kind have done to try and recover from his loss, as Ascians- but on the loss itself.
She looks up at him, slightly pained from his words, but also not wanting him to be alone right now. ]
What can I do to put you at ease, Hades? Ask it of me. I'll stay for as long as you need me.
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Could you...sing to me again?
[ It's a hesitant question, self-aware of the vulnerability in its being asked. He's not someone accustomed to asking for help. He has not been in a position where he could for a very, very long time. She is no Warrior of Light or Scion; she is simply another mortal eking out a life as best she can, and that makes asking a selfish favour of her easier than it would be with the others. ]
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That's what it's going to be, is it... alright. This one- take it as a song from you, aye?
[ She smiles a bit, trying to think of something that could soothe him. Though the song that comes to her is a melody that she remembers hearing in one of the stories she followed. About a traveler who journeys through the land with his steadfast companion chocobo and friends. She wonders if he would know it, but she falls silent as she lets the melody hum out of her for the introduction. ]
♪ So far away from my home, sweet home...
Day by day, from land to land, I roam....
Though told by the wind, which way to go...
Oh how I long for my home, sweet home...
[ Though the next part was sung in another tongue, she sings it in words they speak in common. ]
♪ Come home to your heart when you feel sullen...
Come home to your heart every time you feel sorrow...
Your home is never too far.
Your home isn't ever far.
[ It's a risky set of lyrics, but she continues, probably trying to remind him- as long as he has people to care for him, he has a home. ]
♪ Fragrant blossoms, blooming far away...
Do my folks see them as I did long ago?
Are they still joyful, are they young at heart?
Will I see them again as I did that day...
How far I've come from my childhood home...
There will come a time when my troubles are gone.
And when I shall not be all alone.
Till then, I dream of my home, sweet home. ♪
[ She hums along, vocalizing as she does to give the song a beat and melody, tapping on the ground with her hand. He may note that compared to before, her voice has improved, and she's carrying her vocalizing even better. Even if it's not perfect, it's more confident than before.
As her voice trails off, her ears lower a little as she glances back at him once the silence settles. ]
... what do you think? Got the words right out of your heart, didn't I?
[ She smiles wryly, watching him, and hoping he actually felt some relief from it rather than more upset. But music has always been powerful that way— sometimes where words can't handle it alone, a melody can carry them forward. ]
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Why must you pick such ridiculously sad songs...
[ The lyrics had plucked at his heartstrings, infecting him with a renewed round of mourning for all that he has lost. Are his people happy? Would they still welcome him in the realm beyond...? ]
Thank you.
[ If only I had a home to return to. ]
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Ask me for a happier song and I'll sing it, silly. And you're welcome.
[ A hint of teasing there, but she does lean in and place a hand on his arm resting on his knee. ]
But you know I want your heart to be unburdened. If just for a little while. I don't want you to spend your days in misery, but... you also need to want that.
[ She gives him a small smile and a flick of her ears. ]
... Now, ah. Think you can help me get to Jakurai? This shoulder's going to start looking pretty ugly if I don't get it tended to.
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Pulling off the cowl at last, he glances towards her arm and feels a stab of guilt. So caught up in his own misery, he hadn't noticed she was injured. ]
Of course... [ He rolls into a crouch and gets his arms beneath her knees and back. ] Put your arm around my shoulders.
[ Once she does, he will lift her up. He's too tall for her to simply lean against him after all. ]
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Though when he offers to lift her, she looks mildly surprised, but she can at least follow why he does it. And unlike when they originally met, she's learnt to not protest too much when given aid, so she does as asked, carefully lifting her good arm to support herself with it around the back of his neck and shoulders, and her injured one carefully held in front of her so she doesn't jostle it too much.
She's not all that heavy either, but she can't help but chuckle a bit as he does come close. ]
Thank you.
[ There's the slightest purr that vibrates through her form, but she watches him with a smile. ]
Have you ever tried playing an instrument?
[ It's a sudden question, but she's sure he can guess why she's asking. She wouldn't mind a duet with him sometime! ]
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I took up an instrument once. I've not played in a long time and I have no interest in doing so any time soon.
[ He does his best to walk evenly and take gently sloping paths. It's not perfect, and he mutters apologies when he jostles her. ]
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She shakes her head when there's a bumpy stretch, she's an adventurer. This is better than a chocobo carriage ride- those things can be rough on their back. But her ears flick curiously as they head towards the assigned residential building. ]
What was it you played? You know- my nameday's soon. Even if you don't have any interest, maybe you could consider a tune. And I'll sing you a nicer tune. It has to be just us, though. I'd die of shame if I hit a wrong note.
[ Her brother would laugh her off the star and she'd kill him, but thankfully, he isn't here. ]
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...The violin, [ he ends up muttering. ] But as I said, I've no interest in picking it up again. If you want a nameday gift then I'll buy you a cake.
[ When he says it's been a long time, he really, truly means it. He doesn't think he can summon up the right mood to play the instrument to its full potential. ]
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[ There's an affectionate chastising there even as she used the nickname, but she isn't pushing. Instead, she nestles closer as she rests her head against his shoulder, trying to ensure she doesn't put too much of her weight on him. ]
... not that I'll say no to cake. Or ten. [ She'd eat them all with the best regrets. ] But the violin?! That's perfect! Then, how about this? I'll hum you the melody. If it catches your ear, then... well I suppose you'll have something to enjoy if you do pick it up again. You don't even have to play it for me.
[ She beams at him, but she's already clearing her throat, and just waiting for him to give her the go-ahead. And though she has not started to hum the tune , the melody is something she knows she can work with on the violin! ]
Shall I?
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Go on, then.
[ It'll be something to occupy the few minutes it takes to reach the inn and her room. ]
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Her ears wiggle as she trails off, then, looking over at him. ]
Well? What do you think? Oh, let me down...
[ They're here! ]
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He sets her down before the door, rolling his neck and easing out his shoulder. ]
'Tis a nice enough tune. But as I said earlier, I've no interest in playing music again.
[ Too many bad memories. Too much heartache. For all that he complains about only ever hearing sad songs, perhaps it's because he still feels happiness is undeserved. ]
Good place to wrap up?
[ She smiles as she carefully steadies her arm and lifts the other to gently touch his for holding her. The pain is tolerable, but in his case, she wants to make sure he's not straining or pulling anything. A few gentle squeezes to the parts of his arms where he had to hold her at all, before she nods to him. ]
Thank you for hearing it out, anyroad. And helping me. You should come inside and rest a little.
[ He has the melody, even if all he does to try is play it to himself. And she doesn't want him straining himself. His body is still mortal now, after all.
With a smile, she gestures towards the door when she opens it, giving him a nod. She'll call Jakurai to let him know, either way—
But she does pause and move in to wrap her arm around his waist and pull him in to hug. It's a short, but cozy squeeze, and she says nothing more, before smiling and looking up at him as she pulls back.
One day, he'll find his joy- however long it takes to come. She just hopes he finds it where it has a chance of being found. ]
sounds good to me o7
No, I am participating in other bouts later today. If I sleep now I am liable to do so for the rest of the day. But thank you for the offer.
[ No need for him to peel her away at least - she moves back on her own, with a smile that makes him look away grumpily. ]
Rest well. And get that arm attended to.
[ Without further ado, he strides off. But he doesn't forget himself enough to forgo his usual, lazy wave over the shoulder. ]