Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz vs Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo iNPC Quidditch 2025

The last year had brought many traumatic moments to Val and people from across the wizarding institutes. Yet, despite the strife, Valentin continued to find inspiration and strength in his comrades. Even after everything they’d been through, his teammates were still here and ready to fight. Although he kept pushing himself through years of fatigue and hardship for the sake of Durmstrang and his loved ones, it was really these people who were no less than his heart and soul. It was only natural then, that Valentin came to immerse himself in the ways of the legilimens. Anything to better lead and serve his team, anything to better understand... and anything to better connect with those who would accept him. Valentin was always a boy who hated to be held back by limits that nobody wanted. Moreover, his biggest mission was to unshackle others from the limits that kept them from achieving their fullest potential, particularly mental blocks. Now what did Durmstrang have? A mind-reader of a captain.

Legilimency fundamentally presents a moral quandary to anyone in power – whether to respect the mental barriers and limits people make for themselves, or not. Valya’s mother had always warned him about the corrupting potential of power, and as his legilimency grew more potent, he knew that with it came opportunities for abuse. Not only could one get away with concealment and reading someone’s mind against their will, this extended to more than a person’s classical opponents. The thing was, even after being immersed in dark wages of depravity following last October, Valentin only felt more like he was melting into pure and ineffable light. It was out of necessity, he thought. To reach his people, he had to transcend the limits of his own mental confines, shattering more of the ceiling held up by his isolated personal identity. After a while, this urge became an ache, a burning solitude... a fundamental need. The only problem was... not everyone wanted the walls built around them to come down, not even for someone as goodhearted as the White Seeker of Durmstrang.

As much of an additional burden this ache of legilimency placed upon him, Valentin still would not relent when it came to respecting the autonomy of others. He refused to use the spell on anyone who was not consenting and aware of the risks and implications involved. Certainly he had no intention of using it on the other team today, no matter how much he wanted his own team to win. He knew it would cheapen victory to the point of meaninglessness. Besides, he had every confidence in his people not to need the extra advantage of subjecting unwilling opponents to his transcendental gaze.

Still, as captain of Durmstrang, Valentin was happy to offer his newfound skill to those willing to grant such a profound trust to him. Standing in the anteroom before the beginning of the game, Valya’s eyes had never before seemed so intensely violet.

As his team began to collect their brooms and gather, Valentin looked each individual over. Checking the brooms with his keen eyes one more time for cracks or signs of mischief, he nodded. Everything was in order. This was the beautiful team that had been growing together over the years. Some people were missing, of course. A whole host of people had come and gone... Charles, with his furious love. Slava, with glitter in his hair. Lysander, the reliable fencer. Alaric, who still stood by his team even after confronted over his behavior. Arjan, the ham. Niche, sharp but endearing. Johannes, the lovely hellhound with the most free-spirited fashion sense of any of them. Then there were those who got smashed in Valya’s first Durmstrang game and never made it back to the team. It took years to stitch the group back together, and for it to not only heal but begin to thrive like a great wounded beast that regained its ability to fly. A few of the old guard still remained, but so too came the new challengers, primed to carry the dragonfire torch of Durmstrang’s ferocity into the future.

It was strange, of course, for Romeo not to be suited up today. Valentin hated it, but there was simply nothing to be done, even if this were to be their final championship. He would look for the Britalian brothers out in the stands.

Turning his brilliant purple eyes now on his team mates, Valentin took a deep breath.

“Today, as per tradition, we rise to show that no matter how many heads one cuts off of a hydra, the more will sprout up to take the place of the lost. Today we do not fight with those who have flown on to new horizons: Nichlas Forsberg, Johannes Sauer, Slava Preobrazhensky, Lysander Stavrou. Charles Alluring, Arjan Oberoi, Alaric Havertz. Each of these braves go down in the history of our institute’s tradition, and what they pass down to us will become our future strength so long as we can hold it in our hearts to remember.” Turning to walk past each person, Valentin’s delicate long hands folded behind him like a white-haired war general.

“For the new generation I ask you to cherish those who fight with you now who have seen countless struggles both within the pitch and outside. Learn what is good and how to avoid those pitfalls that await after succumbing to a rushed or arrogant impulse. Make use of the collective’s strength rather than falling into isolation, as I was prone to do during my first year, but always stay aware. We will watch each other’s backs. We will be each other’s eyes and ears. Aye, beyond our senses, we will even share even our minds. Together our observations bring us closer to the truth. One day, every one of us will leave this team. I will, too. Our time is fleeting. Yet, we are building something together. When it is time to pick up the banner and carry on, I trust in you to guard the sacred values essential to Durmstrang: solidarity, boldness, survival and self-discipline. We each bring our unique skills and strengths to support those in need. I am proud of all of you for how far you have come, even those of you nearer the beginning of the road. Even when I am gone, I want you to take from me whatever value you may find in me. Each one of you will live on in me forever. Each of us will carry Durmstrang with us wherever we will go. Our comrade from Koldovstoretz joins us not just to share in the glory of this game. We do not limit ourselves to joining only with others from Durmstrang. We are part of a greater, global community, of wizards, of non-magi, of creatures and spirits and a glittering world of beauty. We are all in this together. We will learn from and bring lessons for our opponents to bear as we crush them into defeat. Then there are those who came to watch us today. Show them something worth coming out here for. Give them something they can take home in their hearts and memories.”

With a deep sigh, Valentin’s hands fell to his sides. The battle would soon begin, and they were nearly ready.

“I know not everyone is as prone to speeches as I, but I care about what you’re thinking and feeling. If it would help, you can now have me look into your mind to see what you want me to see, or feel what you want me to feel. Perhaps it’s unusual to have such a captain, but I offer this to you as my gift in the hope that it will help me better offer you strength and clarity, to give you a lift as you climb towards your goal. Just give me a sign if this is what you want.”

It wouldn’t take long for Amina to grab the captain with a spirited hug and a kiss. The expressive darling. Her bright energy always did so much to restore Val’s energy, and he was sure he was not the only one.

Greta seemed quite a bit more upset, but the charcoal-streaked valkyrie was holding it in well. Of course, the captain would not fail to notice her hand interwoven with Felix’s. He had been watching them together since before the Kolbeck ball, and even before the silly competition he and Piérre put on in the hopes of getting the two together as part of Greta’s birthday celebration, under the guise of “Skylar Breezeborn.” When Val was trying to make himself feel better about what he had done to Greta during the slug fiasco, he tried to tell himself that at least it might have brought the pair closer together. Well... now, at long last, it was heartwarming to see the loveliest Fransson gaining strength from her bond with the faux leather prince. Living vicariously through this moment was at least some modicum of relief to Valentin’s enduring personal heartache. Love and romance was still blossoming in the world.

With Felix’s words of consent, Valentin smiled. It had always been sweet to see past the tough guy facade that Felix put on, and he’d always known that it was the kind of golden heart that Kolbeck hid that was the proper prize of fiercely beloved Greta. With a nod, Valentin initiated his spellcast and opened up his mind, staring into Felix’s eyes with a swirl of otherworldly purple and indigo. The gaze could be described as hypnotic, intense, and yet... somehow reassuring. Calm. Full of confidence. It wouldn’t be the same as the feeling Felix got from Greta, that calming presence, and yet... Valentin’s eyes still had a pure love and acceptance in it that welcomed anything that might be on Felix’s mind without judgment. As it happened.... well... a lot of it was about Greta. Yet, there was more to it than a crush. It felt intoxicating, but pure. Like a blood rush, like a valiant promise, like an oath that could withstand both fury and storm, Felix’s love for Greta was almost overwhelming. Beautiful. Immaculate. After all this time of trying to get the two together, feeling that they were meant to be, but still having to base his assessment on a mix of hopes and gut instinct, Valentin finally opened a treasure chest of reassurance and knowing. It was as clear as the blinding sun breaking over the horizon. All the intuitions that Val once got about how Felix felt seemed faded by comparison to the rich tapestry of colours splashing through the other’s mind. It was almost addictive. Batting his white eyelashes as he began to back out into his own mind, Valentin’s mouth opened with amazement. “Both of you... will fight and win this... for love.“ There were no more words. Spoken sounds all felt like crude clay figures by comparison to what Valya had just experienced.

Turning to Kazimir, their newest Koldov comrade, Valentin smiled. He didn’t know the red-headed part-giant well, but the sight of him sent Valentin’s memory reeling all the way back to his first game and all the mayhem that came about with Yefim Rumyantsev thereafter. “During my first game, I was knocked out by someone of about your size, and he had red hair, too. Quinn Healy. I think you might like to study his techniques in the future, if you’re not already familiar. I’ll never forget the sound of him snapping the leg of my friend Yeffy, Durmstrang’s first champion. It caused a lot of problems afterwards in a long cycle of violence. I need you now to show the world what a just use of strength looks like. We’re counting on you!”

Madhup was part of the old guard and didn’t lack for mischief to be getting up to. Val would only have a moment to smile at him and make a comment about how his broom suited him very much. The guy was less of a ham than Arjan, for sure, but he still needed his share of the spotlight and Val wasn’t about to slow him down now.

Then there were Val’s personal protégés. Astrid had grown so much more capable over the years, it brought a sparkle to the older seeker’s eyes.

“Astrid, you have studied well and have made me proud all these years, patiently in reserve for when your time comes to take center stage. I know you are ready, and I want to thank you for having put so much faith into me and the rest of the team. I want you to carry the torch and keep making Durmstrang proud. Represent all that we stand for not just for us, but to show a beacon of light to the rest of the world. You’ve come a long way since those days of thrown paper balls, and you will have more than earned your upcoming position. Please never stop learning, not during this game, nor any of the ones where you take first string.” Valentin’s eyes watered and he looked away for a moment. Then, with a smirk and laughter in his voice, he turned with a curt – “and I’m still sorry for ruining your skirt.”

Turning to the wisp of a boy to whom Val silently dedicated so many hours, the captain smiled. The flower crown made by Senya was even more precious to Valentin than the crown he received in serving as white king for Durmstrang in wizard chess so many years ago. This one was made specifically for him, and for Val that had a magic more powerful than any enchantment. The symbolism was not lost on him, either. They both spoke fluently in the language of flowers, as well as the language of movement in quidditch. There was never much use for spoken words between them, no matter how many verbal languages Valentin spoke. They naturally connected on quite another ethereal level. Valentin extended a little pin in his open hand, a ruby and garnet gemstone dragonfly for pinning to a lapel. It would soon be Senya’s turn to take his fated position, and they both knew it. This was less of a goodbye and more of a signal about what Senya had become – a jewel of a flier for Durmstrang. A precious glory radiating with wild light. The new generation would be a beautiful one, Val was sure of it. He had worked hard to prepare the way for Senya, Astrid, and all who came after.

Turning next to Arno and Boram, Valentin extended a hand to each, offering to clasp it with a firm grip of pride and reassurance. While the two were new to the team, they were here for a reason. It seemed that with time the mysterious connection between the two became stronger, and it became harder for Val to think of one without the other. This was beautiful in its own right, he thought. It was the kind of bond he had always admired and longed for.

“Arno. Boram. You may be younger but you have boundless potential. I, we, recruited you because we need you to bring new talents to our team that none of us have had before. At this key turning point in history, we need you to endure and to keep up all that has made Durmstrang such a strong, good, and important place. The others who remain on our team will help guide you, and you can still call upon me when you are in need. All you need to do is ask. For now, however, I need to ask something of you. Give me your very best today. I want it all. Don’t go easy on them for even a split second. Do this, and you will make me, make all of us, proud.”

Clapping his hands once, Valentin spread his arms overhead. Everyone knew what time it was now.

“Now show me. Show me what it means to be a dragon. Fly together as one, Team Zmey!”

Valentin took up his ornate dragon head decoration and boarded his Oakshaft, ready to fly out onto the pitch at the center along with his team. Straining to keep the tears from blurring his seeker eyes, Valentin took a deep breath. Then, running forward, he threw himself onto his broom and charged out into the pitch to join with his team in their elaborate coordinated display.

Soaring out over the pitch with his team, Valentin scanned the crowd for his friends. He looked for them all, except the ones on the opposing team that he would soon meet with high above... Nikolai Vol’ka, first. Kim Sato and sweet sweet Kibo. Romeo and Piérre. All of Durmstrang’s fans, too. Each one. This grand draconic display was for all of them.

I intended to write some paragraphs for people on the Mahou-Bruxo team, but due to word count / time constraints I will have to continue with that next post. Sorry to make you wait, but Val is thinking of you, especially Ginyami Midorimori, Tone Bakugo, and Sara Kohana. Sorry also for the lack of editing. I also want to write more about friends in the stands but will have to postpone this. Until then!

STA 8 | EVA 20 (24) | STR 3 | WIS 25 (+2.5*2 = +5 = 30) | ARC 1 | ACC 19 (23)
Oakshaft 79: All seeker abilities selected. +4 to ACC, +4 EVA
All team mates, please consider yourselves mentioned.
Keen Eye, Charmer, Evasive Maneuvers, Fearless, Comprehend Languages (Parseltongue), Comprehend Languages (Veela), Legilimency

Charm all opponents.
Doing as strategized.

ROUND 1

A note to all players: The word count minimum is 50 words. The next deadline to post and submit strategy is 120 hours from the time this is posted. If you believe a mistake has been made in the calculations of this round, please reach out to a quidditch moderator (any of the team captains/cocaptains) ASAP so it can be addressed promptly.

Team Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz Snitch Find/Catch DC: 30 (+2 LC) / 30 (+2 LC)
Team Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo Snitch Find/Catch DC: 30 (+2 LC) / 30 (+2 LC)
Average Wisdom of Team Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz + 15: 25 (Cheating DC for Team Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo)
Average Wisdom of Team Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo + 15: 25 (Cheating DC for Team Team Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz)

SECOND STRING ACTIONS
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Both benches come alive as second string players confer, and snack, and shout at the players on the field as soon as the match begins.

Reducio

Astrid and Felix attempt to Strategize
WDC: 20
d20[5] + 23 = 27
Astrid and Felix will both have +2 to all stats for the rest of the match

Kazimir is attempting to Snack
Stamina DC: 8
d20[15] + 12 = 27
Kazimir will have +2 to all stats next round

Sayaka is attempting to Boo Val
Strength DC: 8
d20[7] + 4 = 11
Val will have -1 to all stats this round

Jamie is attempting to Cheer for Ginyami
Strength DC: 8
d20[10] + 10 = 20
Ginyami will have +1 to all stats this round

Akihiko is attempting to Cheer for Ginyami
Strength DC: 8
d20[12] + 3 = 15
Ginyami will have +1 to all stats this round

CHASERS
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While the contest for the quaffle isn't much of one at all, there's a definitive match up at the Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz goal posts. As Midori retains uncontested control of the quaffle, she does have one close call where Senya snags the ball from the air and attempts to kick it back at the opposing keeper turned temporary chaser. In the end, she nets 40 points for the Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo team, each goal accompanied by cheers and jeers alike from fans of both teams.

Reducio

Ginyami (Midori) is the only player going for the quaffle, so grabs are uncontested. Senya is in goal for Durmstrang-Koldov, performing a high speed block.

Score Attempt 1
Ginyami (Midori): d20[2] + 25 = 27
Senya: d20[5] + 13 + 5(HSB)= 23
Ginyami (Midori) scores 10 points

Score Attempt 2
Ginyami (Midori): d20[6] + 25 = 31
Senya: d20[17] + 13 + 5(HSB)= 35
Senya catches the quaffle and attempts to kick it back at Ginyami (Midori)
Terrible Presence (Procs on a 1): d10[10]
Calming Presence (Procs on a 10: d10[5]
Senya: d20[16] + 13 = 29
Ginyami (Midori): d20[18] + 19 = 37
Ginyami (Midori) dodges

Score Attempt 3
Ginyami (Midori): d20[9] + 25 = 34
Senya: d20[4] + 13 + 5(HSB)= 22
Ginyami (Midori) scores 10 points

Score Attempt 4
Ginyami (Midori): d20[15] + 25 = 40
Senya: d20[12] + 13 + 5(HSB)= 30
Ginyami (Midori) scores 10 points

Score Attempt 5
Ginyami (Midori): d20[14] + 25 = 39
Senya: d20[7] + 13 + 5(HSB)= 25
Ginyami (Midori) scores 10 points

SEEKERS
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Both seekers dart out at the start of the game, eyes bright and searching for that elusive prize. Val is nearly caught off guard by a golden glint of the sun from something in the stands, but spots the true prize just in the corner of his vision and locks on to his query just as Miharu spots the snitch as well.

Reducio

Valentin
Keen Eye (Procs on a 10): d10[2]
d20[1] + 29 = 30 (Crit Fail)
Broom reroll for crit fails
d20[19] + 29 = 48
Val spots the snitch

Miharu
Keen Eye (Procs on a 10): d10[2]
d20[19] + 15 = 34
Miharu spots the snitch

BEATERS
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Sara and Tone immediately drift together towards one of the bludgers whirling through the air, teaming up to put their bats to the bludger as it nears and aim it towards Madhup. The Durmstrang chaser just manages to shift out of the way of the rocketing bludger. While those two beaters focus on their own target, Boram lines up the other bludger and sends it toward Tone while he's distracted. And distracted her is, the bludger catching the Mahoutokoro beater and knocking him from the broom.

Reducio

Sara & Tone are attempting to Dopplebeater Defense Madhup
Sara & Tone
Calming Presence (Procs on a 10): d10[3, 2]
d20[12, 6] + 19 = 31
Madhup
d20[15] + 18 = 33
Madhup dodges

Boram is attempting to bludger Tone
Evasive Maneuvers (Procs on a 10): d10(5)
Calming Presence (Procs on a 10): d10(10)
Auto-hit, Tone takes 1125 damage and is KOB
Stamina roll to see if eligible to be saved, DC 24
d20[10] + 10 = 20
Not eligible

FOULS
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Chasers from both teams turn away from the quaffle to go on the offensive, all of them locking on to their individual targets and following through with devastating hits. With all of the action happening across the field, only two of the blatches are spotted and called for the penalty laps despite the three players suddenly sent plummeting towards the ground.

Reducio

Amina is attempting to blatch Botan
Moontrimmer Dodge (Procs on a 10): d10[5]
Calming Presence (Procs on a 10): d10[10]
Auto-hit, Botan is KOB
Amina Foulplay (Procs on a 4): d4[1]
Amina is caught and must do a penalty lap

Madhup is attempting to blatch Ginyami (Midori) with the Varapidos ability
Evasive Maneuvers (Procs on a 5): d5(3)
Calming Presence (Procs on a 10): d10(4)
Madhup: d20[8] + 29 = 37
Ginyami (Midori): d20[16] + 19 = 35
Ginyami (Midori) is KOB
Madhup remains unseen due to his broom ability

Kanae is attempting to blatch Semyon
Evasive Maneuvers (Procs on a d10): d10[8]
Kanae: d20[15] + 16 = 31
Semyon: d20[4] + 10 = 14
Semyon is KOB
Foulplay (Procs on a 4): d4[2]
Kanae is caught and must do a penalty lap next round

SAVES
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Botan's watch is interrupted when he himself is unseated from his broom, Agata immediately locking in on the falling teammate and swoops in to pull him onto her broom. Greta, on the look out for her own teammates, immediately darts towards Senya as he starts to plummet. Tone and Midori are left in a freefall, collective gasps from the stadium.

Reducio

Semyon, Botan, Tone and Ginyami (Midori) are all KOB
Tone is unable to be saved due to a failed stamina check
Semyon is saved by Greta
Agata is on save with a priority for Botan
Ginyami (Midori) remains KOB

Outcome

Ginyami (Midori) and Tone were KOB
Semyon was caught by Greta
Botan was caught by Agata
Val and Miharu spotted the snitch
Amina and Kanae are on penalty lap next round
Ginyami (Midori) scored 40 points for Mahoutokoro-Castelobruxo

Current Score
0 vs 40

Submitted Plays

Health and Post Tracker

And the game had begun. Botan took to the sky, atop his Moontrimmer, scouting out his teammates. He spotted Midori scoring points with the quaffle, bludgers chasing after people and the snitch flying up, up and away. He silently watched each team member do their own job before... bam! Botan was knocked from his own broom. Luckily, his teammate, Agata saved him and grabbed him, pulling him on to her broom. "Thank you." He whispered softly.

Mentioning: | Action: As Strategized

Moontrimmer

Reducio

Description: Product made by Gladys Boothby, this broom flies higher than any other ones.
Prerequisite: This is a twink broom, meaning that you have means of earning more money or someone with disposable income has likely given this to you if you are before your 4th year.
Stats: +3 to two separate stats of choice. (Eva + Acc)
Effect: You have exceptional dodge. +10% chance to auto-dodge an attack.

Stats
Stamina: 9 | Evasion: 15 18 | Strength: 7 | Wisdom: 8 | ArcPower: 5 | Accuracy: 10 13

(+4 from quidditch wins i, ii, iii, iv)

Abilities
Fearless • Foulplay • Savior • Rapid Reviver

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	In a critical second, Mad had glanced over a shoulder in time to see not one but both enemy Beaters bearing down on a bludger behind him. His eyes went wide when he realized they were winding up for a Dopplebeater Defense. At the resounding crack of their bats, he threw himself to the side, locking his legs and swinging beneath his broom. The iron ball missed him by a hair. Delighted in the act of aggroing them away from his teammates, and relieved to find his head still attached to his shoulders, Mad whooped a taunting cheer. That smug look was smeared from his face when he heard the score: zero to forty. While he was out flying instigatory figure-eights, the opposing Chaser was actually putting hands on the quaffle. The serial blatcher stewed at the thought. If he, Mimi and Greta all worked together, he knew they would bury their opponents so deeply in score that not even a snitch could save them. Envious green flashed in his eyes as they latched on to the back of Midori's head, which soon became the target of Madhup's knee. He knew just the way to compensate for lost points and take out his frustration all in one. It involved flying close enough to accidentally, imperceptibly clip the opponent when zipping by. Mad kept a straight face and steady speed even as he sent the flyer spiraling towards the pitch. He braced for the announcer's callout, but when it never came, #9's smirk slowly resurfaced.
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Action: As strategized. Calming Presence: all of Team Durmstrang-Koldovstoretz

Reducio

Broom: Varápidos, Special Action: Enganação. This literally means "cheat" and is a basically the art of sleight of hand for Brazilian Quiddich players. All subsequent attempts to cheat have a 10% automatic "not noticed by the spectators" effect. (Stacks with Foulplay)

(Standard) STA: 10 | EVA: 15 | STR: 20 | WIS: 3 | ARC: 3 | ACC: 24
(Varápidos) STA: 13 | EVA: 18 | STR: 23 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 6 | ACC: 27

Foulplay: 25% chance that fouls will go unnoticed
Interception: Automatic chance to Intercept a passed quaffle
Fearless: Immunity to fear effects such as terrible presence
Calming Presence: Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target
Muggle Condition: +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks and actions
Martial Artist: gains access to Punch, Grapple, Kick, and Chokehold

Matching team banners by Arno Dorian

Akihiko took a deep breath, clutching his broom as he watched the game in rapt attention. His white knuckled grip on his broom only loosened when he realized how tightly he was gripping it, and he exhaled slowly trying to release some of his worries with it.

“Go Midori-senpai!” He shouted, pumping his free fist in the air as he cheered on the older teammate. As the words soared off his tongue, he watched the Mahoutokoro soar through the air, grabbing the quaffle uncontested and shooting it time after time into the hoops. Akihiko cheered as the team managed to score a few points.

He watched as the older student was taken out right after the goals had been scored, flying off his her broom as none of the teammates around him her attempted to save him her. Akihiko frowned, beginning to realize how dirty the other team was willing to play.

「詐欺師たち。」 “Cheaters.” He muttered to the other benched players beside him.

Akihiko Takahashi Stats
Stats: Stamina: 10 | Evasion: 10 | Strength: 3 | Wisdom: 15 | ArcPower: 1 | Accuracy: 13
Abilities: Charmer, Keen Eye, Evasive Maneuvers I, Evasive Manuevers II
Broom: Tinderblast

Reducio

In the role of Seeker, if an opponent attempts to Bludger or Blatch you, there is a 20% chance that you veer out of the way the last second and another enemy player at RANDOM is targeted instead.

Note: The new target still gets their normal dodge attempt. This is not considered to be an auto-dodge, in fact this roll is done before any accuracy rolls are done.

Action: As strategized

Cheers ringed.

Like a high-pitched whistle that began to fade as the quaffle began to move. Her attention was not on the quaffle; she couldn't care less about who had it at the moment, it was not her job. Boram's attention was on the bludgers whose sole purpose was to hurt someone.

_Creak

Her leather gloves rubbed against the handle of her bat as her grip tightened, and a sly grin began to creep along her face. Well... She leaned forward, zooming through the chaos, taking a deep breath of the air that grazed her face before raising her arm as she aimed at the target that had unfortunately caught her attention.

Quidditch is a tough sport.

Crack.

Boram's bat would make an impact on the iron ball, the feeling of the impact overridden by the adrenaline that coursed through her. It was just Quidditch... it was bound to have a few broken bones... Perhaps not hers yet, but someone's and who better than her team's opponents? Her eyes followed the bludger, then the player it struck. Oops

Her smile grew, "Это всего лишь игра... It's just a game...", and one beater down. Perhaps Quidditch showed a side of her that someone would not expect... or did, Merlin knew. Boram was not always as soft as she portrayed herself to be; her head turned, looking around.

Few were eligible to see a more trusting side to her.

The stadium lights disappeared, absorbed by a player's dark-colored hair. Flashing him her signature smile that gave way to a more mischievous nature, What? I couldn't let them take down one of ours... Because that was totally the reason why she sent the other player to the pitch's ground, Teamwork, am I right? She began to hum to herself, a song that had managed to stick to her. It was catchy. What could she say? If she had to suffer, so would he. Bobbing her head with a wicked grin on her face, she shook off the static feeling that ran along her arm. The melody acted like some sort of hype track to heighten her spirit even further, while she remained unfazed by the fact that she had probably sent the upperclassman to the nurse.

Oh well...

Good things that worked out in the last round, was that it was not his words of encouragement that sent his teammates to their dorm. Similar to the mock battle it was Tone that fell. He felt an uneasy sense of familiriaty as Midori fell too. Sara was a beater, it was his job to scan the whole pitch to find opportunities to help his team. But Midori.. how closely had she worked with Ginyami to the point of even playing like him. Sara felt the same sinking feeling in his gut with his teammates down, regardless. This wasn't a good start. A little more and they might just repeat the mock battles. His hand on his broom tightened as he shaked his head. No, he promised Miharu. He played enough games to know both would be fine. They're much stronger and capable still despite it. With that, he paid back attention to the game.

 

Abilities

 

|| Terrible Presence || Lovely Creature || Fearless || Evasive Maneuvers I || Rebound | || Evasive Maneuvers II

 

Stats + Broom : Oakshaft

 

In the role of Beater, if you hit an opponent with a bludger the bludger will then ricochet off that user and target a second opponent of choice at disadvantage (must be declared, if not declared the target will be random and can be an ally but not yourself). Ricochet damage is 75% of the original hit.

 

In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

 

Note: For the rules lawyers out there: you are not considered your own ally.

 

In the role of Beater, if you critically hit with a bludger, instead of doing double-damage you do 2.5x damage. If you critically fail with your bludger attempt to hit, rather than having your bludger randomly target another user (including yourself or an ally) the bludger cannot target you on a critical fail (but it can still target your allies). On a re-target, there is a random roll for target and then a fresh accuracy roll.

 

Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19  || Strength: 15 ^{+ 4} 19|| Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18 ^{+ 4} 22

Unofficial Quid game as Kanae Suzuki
open to interactions ! < 3

Reducio

RP Date 30 August 2025 Speech Reducio "Kanae's Speech (Japanese)" "Kanae's Speech (English)" 'Thoughts (any lang.)'

Outfit/s Reducio hair fit: Items: broom height for rp purposes: 5'1 Post date (GMT+8) 7 august 2025 (9:19 pm)

Well that was a bit... violent.

2 of her team members bit the dust already. Wouldn't want this to be a repeat of that other match, huh? Kanae sighed as she was caught doing her regular... chaser things, now having to do a penalty round. Psh... It wasn't even that bad, the person got saved anyway and they're fineee!

RP Word Count: 59/50
OOC:
Calming Presence in Effect

Moderation:

Reducio Action: as strategized Position: First-String Chaser 1 Broom: Silverarrow (+3 to every stat) Stats: STA 7 | EVA 7 | STR 10 | WIS 9 | ARC 7 | ACC 14 Stats w/broom: STA 10 | EVA 10 | STR 13 | WIS 12 | ARC 10 | ACC 17 Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers I Reducio 10% auto-evasion chance that anything that targets this player automatically misses Calming Presence Reducio Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit on all actions needing an accuracy vs evasion roll. This does not stack. Chaser's Interception Reducio When a Quaffle is being passed by the opponent team, users with this ability automatically get a 10% chance to intercept the quaffle as long as the user is taking a quaffle-related action during that quidditch round. Note: a quaffle cannot be intercepted twice in one quaffle round (there are five quaffle rounds in one quidditch round). Foulplay Reducio When preforming a foul, this player has a 25% chance the foul goes unnoticed by the referee causing the player to not have to take a penalty lap.

Date: 30/08/25 WC: 99/50 Interacting with: Open to interactions! Mentioning: @Madhup Hexum

French English Japanese Thoughts

Jamie was not surprised at the dirty tricks Durmstrang used, as afterall you needed to be willing to get your hands dirty to win. A lesson she had learned from Madhup last year, and had taken to heart.

And although 2 of her teammates had been knocked of their brooms they atleast had the lead on points, although Jamie knew that didn't matter that much in the long run if they kept loosing players at this rate.
Noting that she was up to fly she mounted her broom, ready to show the other team what she was made opf.

ACTION | ABILITES | STATS
Action - As strategised
Evasive manouvers | Charmer [Opponents Durm/Koldov players] | Fearless
sta • 7 | eva • 8 | str • 10 | wis • 5 | arc • 1 | acc • 14
Broom: firebolt (+4 eva)

Reducio

sta • 7 | eva • 12 | str • 10 | wis • 5 | arc • 1 | acc • 14
Broom actions
In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

In the role of Beater, if you hit an opponent with a bludger the bludger will then ricochet off that user and target a second opponent of choice at disadvantage (must be declared, if not declared the target will be random and can be an ally but not yourself). Ricochet damage is 75% of the original hit.

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TERRIBLE PRESENCE [AFFECTS ALL] | PERFECTIONIST | BINDING MARK [BORAM]

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Arno adjusted his gloves with the exaggerated grace of a boy who appeared more as if sculpted for vanity than the sport currently being played. The shouts of the crowd barely registered; his gaze was temporarily fixed elsewhere, specifically, the fiery burst of red.

Valentin's speech earlier had been oddly much too inspiring, It almost bordered on evangelical. Arno could see it, flowing robes, candlelight in darkness, followers hanging on his every word. Valentine had the makings of a cult leader with that poised speech and confidence.

Perhaps there was a future in that for Arno too, but for now his job had been to keep Kapitan safe, and he'd accomplished that, all effortless Charm. His eyes wandered again, sweeping across the stands as a flicker of curiosity made him wonder if Maria was in attendance. He shook the thought before it could settle in his mind.

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[ sta ] 08 11 [ eva ] 10 13 [ str ] 00 03 [ wis ] 07 10 [ arc ] 05 08 [ acc ] 15 18 | SILVER ARROW +3