Final Task Mamori, Oliver The Wizarding Schools Potions Championship

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QUIDDITCH STADIUM
mid october before fall ball (15th~18th)
@Oliver Armani

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Prize money in hand and stomach theatrically clutched after lunch, Mamori had crafted the perfect afternoon plan: hide in the lavatory to dodge the rest of the potion championship. But clearly, Amaterasu decided he must joyfully participate in every stage of it — hence Oliver's perfectly timed appearance right in his path to freedom. Their gazes met. Awkwardness ensued. Whatever elaborate excuses Mamori had prepared died a swift death in his throat. Before his brain could properly catch up with events, his feet had already betrayed him by following Oliver's lead straight to the Quidditch Stadium. The howling wind seemed to be providing a rather fitting soundtrack to his inevitable doom. Halfway through Meli's instructions about Red Caps, Mamori's first instinct was to have one of them slash their wrist to draw those nasty creatures (knowing their insatiable thirst for human blood) while the other snuck in for the basket. The belated realization that they hadn't brewed any healing potions, combined with the "no injuries" rule, earned a frustrated click of his tongue. Staring at their two potions — Muffling Draught and Fire-Breathing Potion — Mamori could only sigh. The former seemed dubiously useful, while the latter risked torching not just the Red Caps but the entire forest, apples included. And considering these were products of his questionable brewing skills, the Fire-Breathing Potion was just as likely to produce a water fountain instead. Why hadn't he questioned Oliver's potion choices earlier? For that matter, why was he even here? "Oliver," After a few seconds of internal struggle apparently convincing himself, Mamori turned to Oliver with an expression growing a touch more serious, "don't know if you've got some master plan brewing, but here's my thought: we split up. One of us sneaks close, drops the Muffling Draught near them, makes some noise to get their attention, while the other swoops in and grabs the basket. I'm volunteering for distraction duty — you can be the apple-snatching ninja leading us to glory. Thoughts?" Better him than Oliver facing a 3-on-1 with those Red Caps — his father's books had taught him enough about their nasty tricks. Sniff, the things he'd sacrifice for others. Response or not, step one was clear enough — get into the forest and close to those creatures. So he just hunched down and began his quiet advance into the forest.

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Permission to godmod Oliver was granted by his writer

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Action: Sneaking into the forest and when close enough, chuck the Muffling Draught between the Red Caps.
STA 5 | EVA 8 | STR 5 | WIS 7 | ARC 3 | ACC 7
Non-Human Enthusiast

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Oliver wish he could have said he was pleased to have found Mamori during his scouting for him around the castle. Part of him had hopped he wouldn't find the Hufflepuff student, and that he could either find a much more capable partner for the final task, or even do it by himself. There were a lot of things he would rather do by himself really, the final task was currently at the very top of that list. It would be a lie if he tried to say he was disappointed to have found him, doing god knows what. And going god knows where.

There eye's meet, and for a moment Oliver just stared at him. Doing his best to keep his face neutral. And the disappointment off of his features. Mamori's fall had stuck out in his memory, if not for that. Oliver could say he was pleasantly surprised with Mamori's performance in the brewing. Even shocked, he could almost say proud. That he could get some of his shit together when it had mattered. And yet, he just had to trip over something, perhaps even nothing. And almost dropped the ingredients. Oliver had thought himself a fool to trust him with such a simple task.

Alas, now face to face with him. He felt forced into a corner and as if he couldn't refuse the unsaid offer. Now he had to take him to the final task, and hope that he didn't mess this part up either. A mere incline of his head to follow him was all he gave Mamori before starting the walk to the quidditch stadium where the final task would be taking place.

The stadium had been transformed into a forest. Where they would have to face off and snag a basket of apples from them. It sounded easy in theory, it was only in time that would show it in practice. Oliver listened intently to the instructions that where given, the words courage sticking out to him. He had that, lot's of it. That was pretty much being brave right? And Oliver was very brave, fearless even. Courage was bravery, and bravery was a Gryffindor trait. What he should have been. He didn't know about Mamori, after all he was only a Hufflepuff.

Oliver to took a moment to look at the potions. Crap. Mistakes had been made, choosing perhaps the worst potions possible for the task at hand. He would not admit it though, He was an Armani, and they were quite stubborn. Didn't admit there faults, why should they? There was always a reason that what mistake they had made wasn't that bad. Always a reason as to why something didn't go there way. And here, Oliver had no way of knowing there were stealing from red caps. No way of knowing that at all. See, he was completely fine.

He had been trying to think of something when Mamori talked to him, he looked up and listened to what he had to say. Fully ready to deny it and say no, that his own idea would be better. Even though he was lacking in that area currently. It would be fine, had to be. No plan, dumbass potion choices. And a 'hist' to pull off. Easy. Except is was not easy, not at all. Even with Mamori's plan. Oliver thought it over, didn't sound to bad. And he did love the prospects of glory. "I accept this plan, just don't mess up." He told him, would he hold this grudge for to long? Yes, and did he care? No. Not at all. He should be held accountable for a mistake that could have cost them everything.

He would sneak around into the woods, and try to snag the basket when Mamori threw the potion. Hopefully distracting the Red Caps enough that they wouldn't pay attention to what he was trying to do. Yeah, ok. Not to bad. Along side Mamori, Oliver crouched down into the woods and was ready to set the plan into motion.

OUTFIT & INVENTORY Reducio wand, the brewed potions.

OOC NOTE & STATS/ABILITIES Reducio Fearless - Oliver does not scare easily, not effected by terrible presence or unsettling aura { Stamina: 7 }{ Evasion: 5 }{ Strength: 10 }{ Wisdom: 3 }{ Arcane Power: 2 }{ Accuracy: 8 }

Interacting : @Mamori Anezaki |||| @n/a : Mentioning

Action : Sneaking into the woods, going to grab the basket when Mamori throws the potion.

Round: 1

Sneakiness Level:
Mamori sneaking:
Eva: [d20: 19] + 8 = 27
Red Caps awareness:
Wis: [d20: 10] + 2 = 12

Mamori is a master sneaker and goes undetected. Advantage on all perception checks.

Perception - Spotting Red Caps: WDC 13, Spotting Apples: WDC 18
Mamori perception:
Red Caps 1
Wis: [d20: 12, 2] + 7 = 19
Red Caps 2
Wis: [d20: 18, 16] + 7 = 25
Apples
Wis: [d20: 17, 13] + 7 = 24

Mamori spots two groups of Red Caps. One of them has the apples.

Red Caps with the apples vs Muffling Draught
Successful potion. Upon hit, Red Caps are muffled and cannot speak.
Gaseous Potion, EDC 25
Red Cap 1
Eva: [d20: 20] + 7 = 27
Red Cap 2
Eva: [d20: 16] + 7 = 23

Red Cap 2 is affected.

Red Caps tries to spot Mamori
Wis: [d20: 2] + 2 = 4
404 Mamori not found

Summary:
- Mamori proved to be a master sneaker and spotted all the red caps and apples. Due to the use of muffling draught, there are now two confused red caps with a basket of apples standing in the forest, one of whom cannot speak for the reminder of the scene.
- Oliver missed the deadline and is thus for all intents and purposes not present yet.

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QUIDDITCH STADIUM
mid october before fall ball (15th~18th)
@Oliver Armani

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Two bitter lessons from today's farce. First: never assume. Before venturing into the forest, Mamori had thought the Red Caps would be out in the open, but no — they were holed up in caves. Not just one cozy hole in the ground either, but two. And rather than a manageable total of three creatures, each cave seemed to house its own small army. But the real kicker? That basket of apples wasn't thoughtfully placed on some convenient platform — no, one of those charming creatures was actually holding it. Apparently Meli's "possession and custody" had been literal — he'd gotten too used to people speaking in riddles lately and defaulted to reading between nonexistent lines. Since when did Red Caps develop such excellent butler service? Had the organizers mastered some revolutionary Red Cap domestication technique? Impressive, if slightly terrifying. In any case, what should have been a simple grab and run had evolved into something more akin to armed robbery. Lesson #2: when sneaking, maybe check if your partner is still, you know, actually within the same casting range as you. Somewhere between Mamori's masterful forest infiltration and reaching the caves, Oliver had somehow vanished entirely from his line of sight. So much for teamwork making the dream work. This whole "you're on your own" scenario had arrived significantly earlier than scheduled in his mental timeline. Thankfully, his self-proclaimed eagle eyes spotted which cave housed the apple-bearing Red Cap, meaning one of the holes was officially irrelevant to their interests. The immediate priority was luring them into the open (preferably just the one with the apples, but beggars couldn't be choosers), so Mamori stuck to his original plan and lobbed the potion into the cave. It worked like a charm — two Red Caps charged out, one clutching the basket of apples, both swinging their clubs at thin air in impotent rage. And then came the part where they utterly failed to notice him. Crouched in the dense underbrush, whether from the wind masking his tracks or the Red Caps' temporary loss of sanity, Mamori somehow remained invisible — despite being a pink-haired idiot in a bright yellow hoodie who'd just assaulted their front door. For once, his questionable fashion choices weren't his biggest concern. Still, maintaining this miraculous stealth wouldn't mean much without coordination. A quick glance back revealed a distant shape that had to be Oliver, though exactly what his teammate was doing back there was anyone's guess. Mamori raised his hands in what he hoped was a visible-enough gesture, pointing to the side where the Red Caps were before pressing a finger to his lips and mouthing with exaggerated clarity: "They're here. Stick to the plan." Whether Oliver could actually read lips from that distance was another matter entirely, but the charades routine would have to do. Now, back to their previously agreed-upon plan: distract and steal — though the current situation called for a bit more finesse. More like: distract, cast some grip-loosening charm, wait for the basket to slip, then grab and flee for dear life. The grab and flee part would still be Oliver's job, of course — Mamori just needed to create enough chaos before making his own tactical retreat. A quick inventory of his available resources for this diplomatic endeavor included: some dirt, a collection of thoroughly unimpressive twigs, pebbles that could generously be described as "existing," and one dubiously brewed Fire-Breathing Potion. Truly, he was spoiled for choice. And so Mamori defaulted to the 'if it ain't broke' strategy — more potion throwing. If he could just chuck it far enough to draw attention but not so far that the other cave's residents would crash their impromptu party... He wasn't sure exactly what a Fire-Breathing Potion would do when smashed rather than swallowed, but between the unstable ingredients and breaking glass, it ought to make enough of a scene. Hopefully nothing too explosive though — the goal was distraction, not demolition. With any luck, one of them would wander off to investigate while he could focus on making their basket-carrying friend's grip a bit more... ticklish.

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Action: Staying as unseen as possible, chuck the Fire-Breathing Potion a good distance away from but within sight of the apple-less Red Cap, then aim a Titillando at the apple-toting Red Cap.
OOC: If this counts as three actions instead of two, lemme know and I'll tweak it!
STA 5 | EVA 8 | STR 5 | WIS 7 | ARC 3 | ACC 7
Non-Human Enthusiast | [Link to Trunk]

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Round: 2

Mamori sneaking:
Eva: [d20: 16] + 8 = 24
Red Caps awareness - advantage since they know someone is there.
Red Cap 1 Wis: [d20: 10, 2] + 2 = 12
Red Cap 2 Wis: [d20: 15, 6] + 2 = 17
Mamori remains unseen

Mamori throws the Dogbreath Potion. It starts a small fire - this is not the potion's intended effect, after all. Does the fire catch?
t!choose yes | no

No fire, just some smoking twigs and leaves. Minor distraction, -1 to Acc, Eva, and Wis for the Red Caps.

Mamori casts Titillando at the apple toting Red Cap.
Wis: [d20: 20] + 7 = 27
Critical success, advantage on the Arcane Power check.
Acc: [d20: 18] + 7 = 25
Eva: [d20: 18] + 7 - 1 = 24
Hit, tickle strength:
Arc: [d20: 10, 7] + 3 = 13
60% chance to drop the basket (9-20):
[d20: 20]
Basket is dropped.

Red Caps get another chance at spotting Mamori due to the incantation:
Red Cap 1 Wis: [d20: 15, 2] + 2 - 1 = 16
Red Cap 2 Wis: [d20: 14, 4] + 2 - 1= 15
Mamori remains hidden.

Summary:
- Mamori distracted the Red Caps with a bit of smoke from his Dogbreath Potion and made the Red Cap drop the basket of apples via tickle spell. He remains hidden.
- Oliver missed the deadline and is thus for all intents and purposes not present yet.

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QUIDDITCH STADIUM
mid october before fall ball (15th~18th)
@Oliver Armani

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Everything was working out so suspiciously well that Mamori was starting to suspect Amaterasu had decided to promote him from "unfortunate entertainment" to "favorite toy of the day." The "Fire-Breathing" potion — scratch that, Dogbreath potion (because apparently he couldn't even remember the name of his own creation, and definitely not because the writer themself had forgotten which potion they'd made) — turned out to have a surprising secondary function as a miniature smoke bomb. You really do learn something new every day in this charming school of theirs. The Red Caps were enraptured by the unexpected smoke display, and while neither Red Cap wandered off alone to investigate as Mamori had hoped, he was too caught up in the rush of the moment to care. Next came the whispered "Titillando." While he'd expected it to work, he hadn't quite anticipated just how effectively it would work. The apple-bearing Red Cap's grip loosened almost immediately as the tickling sensation took hold, and the basket dropped neatly to the ground. Everything was perfectly set up, all the pieces were in place. Except for one rather crucial missing piece named Oliver. Mamori counted to ten while crouched in the bush, figuring his teammate just needed a moment to execute their carefully planned strategy. When those ten seconds yielded nothing but the sound of his own increasingly impatient breathing, he generously granted another ten-second extension. But as the twentieth second ticked by with still no sign of Oliver, reality started setting in. The tickling effect was about to wear off, and the other Red Cap was beginning to look less interested in the remnants of smoke and more interested in its surroundings. Perfect timing, as always. Apparently, waiting for others to save the day was a luxury he couldn't afford right now. With a mental apology to his future self for what was about to happen, Mamori burst from his hiding spot, making a mad dash for the fallen basket. If he survived this, he was definitely going to have words with Oliver about the proper execution speed of "stick to the plan."

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Action: Sprint for the basket, grab, and bolt.
STA 5 | EVA 8 | STR 5 | WIS 7 | ARC 3 | ACC 7
Non-Human Enthusiast

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Round: 3

Does the tickling still last this round? (40%, 13-20)
[d20 : 8]
Nope.

Red Caps attack Mamori
Red Cap 1 Acc: [d20: 13] + 8 - 1 (distraction) = 20
Eva: [d20: 19] + 8 = 27
Red Cap 2 Acc: [d20: 9] + 8 - 1 (distraction) = 16
Eva: [d20: 7] + 8 = 15
Red Cap 2 hits, 200 damage.

Summary:
- Mamori snatched the apples and ran. One Red Cap got in a hit on his way out. [HP 300/500]

Congratulations, you made it out! You completed the task and escaped with the apples. You will be tagged in the victory ceremony thread when it is posted.

POINTS

Potion 1: 35
Potion 2: 35
Task: 45
TOTAL: 115

Details:

Reducio

Scale:

Reducio

Potion Points
30 points for each successful potion
Bonus points for potions from higher years: +5 per year (+5 for Y1 potion, +10 for Y2 potion, + 15 for Y3 potion)
Bonus points for potent potions: +10 for potent, +20 for very potent

Task Points
60 points for successfully retrieving the apples
Bonus points for finishing faster: +20 for each round they finish before the round (+20 for finishing after round 2, +40 for finishing after round 1)
Point deductions for damage:

-5 points for every 5% students lost of their total combined health (add all their remaining health, divide by all their total health), to a max of 20 points deducted
-5 points for every 5% creatures lost of their total combined health (add all their remaining health, divide by all their total health), to a max of 20 points deducted

FIRST POTION

Name: Dogbreath Potion
Year: Year 1
DC: 15
Result: 15.53 (Average) + 6 (Crit Success Bonus) - 4 (Crit Failure Deduction) = 17.53

-> Success

Points: 30 (Successful Brew) + 5 (Difficulty) + 0 (Potency) = 35

Detailed rolls:

Reducio

Step	Stat	Performed by	Roll
Add 10 fluid ounces ...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 10] + 7 = 17
Chop 3 Bat Spleens a...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 13] + 7 = 20
Stir once, clockwise...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 1] + 5 = 6
While wearing protec...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 15] + 7 = 22
Wait for 5 minutes w...	Wis	Oliver Armani	[d20: 1] + 3 = 4
Stir once, clockwise...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 2] + 5 = 7
Pour 3 fluid ounces ...	Acc	Oliver Armani	[d20: 3] + 8 = 11
(The use of a ladle ...			[d20: ] + =
Stir slowly, clockwi...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 20] + 5 = 25
Immediately remove t...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 6] + 5 = 11
Wave your wand over ...	Wis/Arc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 10] + 5 = 15
Allow the potion to ...	Wis	Oliver Armani	[d20: 6] + 3 = 9
Meanwhile, chop 1 Va...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 20] + 7 = 27
Add the diced root t...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 3] + 7 = 10
Stir 2 times, anti-c...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 19] + 5 = 24
Wave your wand over ...	Wis/Arc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 20] + 5 = 25
			Average: 15.53

SECOND POTION

Name: Muffling Draught
Year: Year 1
DC: 15
Result: 16.08 (Average) + 2 (Crit Success Bonus) - 0 (Crit Failure Deduction) = 18.08

-> Success

Points: 30 (Successful Brew) + 5 (Difficulty) + 0 (Potency) = 35

Detailed rolls:

Reducio

Step	Stat	Performed by	Roll
Add 4 drops of Lethe...	Acc	Oliver Armani	[d20: 13] + 8 = 21
Finely dice 2 Bat Sp...	Acc	Oliver Armani	[d20: 12] + 8 = 20
Stir 2 times, clockw...	Eva	Oliver Armani	[d20: 5] + 5 = 10
Set on high heat and...	Wis	Oliver Armani	[d20: 3] + 3 = 6
Reduce heat to a low...	Wis	Oliver Armani	[d20: 4] + 3 = 7
Add 2 Eel eyes to th...	Acc	Oliver Armani	[d20: 14] + 8 = 22
Stir 2 times, anti-c...	Eva	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 20] + 8 = 28
Add 3 leeches to the...	Str	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 7] + 5 = 12
Add 3 spoonfuls of t...	Acc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 2] + 7 = 9
Stir 5 times, anti-c...	Eva	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 19] + 8 = 27
Set on medium heat a...	Wis	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 13] + 7 = 20
Wave your wand over ...	Wis/Arc	Mamori Anezaki	[d20: 6] + 5 = 11
			Average: 16.08

FINAL TASK

			Points
Completed the task:	Yes	|	60
Rounds needed:	3	|	0
Hitpoints lost: Hitpoints total: Percentage:	200 1200 16.67%	| | |	-15
Damage done to creatures: Creatures hitpoints total: Percentage:	0 1200 0%	| | |	0
		|	Total: 45