ROUND 5

UPDATE on September 09: Mahoutokoro forfeits. Hogwarts wins!

Team Hogwarts Snitch Find/Catch DC: 31 (wisdom) / 28 (accuracy)
Team Mahoutokoro Snitch Find/Catch DC: 32 (wisdom) / 29 (accuracy)
Average Wisdom of Team Hogwarts + 15 : 25 (Cheating DC for Team Mahoutokoro)
Average Wisdom of Team Mahoutokoro + 15 + 2: 27 (sixth sense) (Cheating DC for Team Hogwarts)

The Bench

The Quaffle

Debuff Fouls

The Snitch

Beaters

Outcome

• Akihiko and Eve both fail to catch the snitch
• Aly successfully snitch blocks Akihiko
• All of Mahoutokoro Multiple people foul Eve
• Percival is back to being a menace.
• Kanae and Chiaki must complete penalty laps
• Egon Saves Akihiko | Miharu saves Kanae

Current Score
40 vs 60

Submitted Plays

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Action: As strategised

Reducio

STA: 10 + 4 = 14

EVA: 14

STR: 5

WIS: 19

ARC: 7

ACC: 16 + 4 = 20

Applicable Abilities:

Charmer Reducio -1 accuracy to all of Aly's opponents (defined as the Mahoutokouro first-string and second-string Quidditch players)	Keeper's Catch Reducio 10% chance to automatically block an attempt to score a goal as long as Aly is taking an action in the goal area
Paragon of Health Reducio Up to two allies (defined as Oonagh Brown and Callum Alistar) gain +10% temporary health points calculated from their stamina; any effects that are based on a percent of their health (such as an attack that does 10% of their maximum health) would be based on their natural maximum health score, and temporary health points cannot be healed	Lovely Creature Reducio This increases the snitch-finding Control DC for the opponent team (defined as Mahoutokouro) by +2
Foulplay Reducio When performing a foul, Aly has a 25% chance the foul goes unnoticed by the referee, causing her to not have to take a penalty lap	Keen Eye Reducio Aly has a 10% chance to automatically identify the location of the Snitch

Broomstick:

Oakshaft 79: +4 to two stats of choice, plus special abilities for negating scoring advantages while blocking, crit successes on blocks, and blocking = kicking for damage (aka all 3 applicable Keeper abilities)

The whistle pierced the air, and Kiyoshi lowered it slowly, jaw tight. His patience had drained many fouls ago, but Mahoutokoro had conceded. Finally.

"Attention," he called, voice carrying across the pitch. "Team Mahoutokoro concedes. The match is over. Team Hogwarts wins."

The words felt chalky in his mouth. The teams barely listened, already scattering.

Kiyoshi stayed put, eyes lingering on Mahoutokoro's athletes, supposedly the pride of the island. A full squad, yet they’d been easily bested by a Hogwarts lineup cobbled from reserves, retirees and faces he didn’t quite recognize. The gap should have been impossible. He should say something, maybe pull the captain aside. But he doubted it would matter. They’d all seen the same match he had.

"Congratulations to Team Hogwarts." He said again, for the lack of anything else to say. "And Team Mahoutokoro... conceding was the only option left for you. Try to make the next one matter"

Durmstrang comes next. Now that’s a team. With them, most matches were a race: would their Seeker catch the Snitch, or would the rest break enough bones to end it early? They fouled like it was tradition. At least they didn’t pretend.

He glanced at Mahoutokoro’s captain @Sara Kohana, hurt and now on the bench. If they fell apart this easily against Hogwarts reserves, what did that mean for their match against Durmstrang? It’d be less a contest than an endurance trial. One Snitch, or seven injuries. Whichever came first.

Mentioning: @Kanae Suzuki, @Miharu Goto, @Chiaki Hiroi, @Akihiko Takashi @Aly Salinger, @Avis Greymond , @Aodhan Shaw @Aston Beckett , @Percival Rainwood, @Oonagh Brown, @Evelynn Decipio, @Callum Alistar

Percival was not too sure how much longer he would be able to keep this up. His hands gripped his broom handle tight, turning his knuckles white. The wood seemed to bite back into his hands in retaliation. His body was slightly curved, shoulders tight, as he flew through the air. As if one wrong move would send him hurdling hundreds of feet towards the ground. And that was no distant fear; it hovered far too close like a ghost. Watching and waiting for his consequences to catch up with him. Each breath seemed to scrape through his chest, shallow and uneven as he blinked through the pain that seemed to have followed him since his last fall. Dimly, the boy would wonder if he had accidentally broken something. The acrid, metallic tang of blood coated his tongue. His skin was sticky from where it had begun to dry during its journey from his nose to his mouth.

He felt like lying down on the grassy field of the stadium. Staring up at the fluffy clouds and watching time pass by slowly. But, that kind of rest felt far too simple and kind to be mad.e for him. Percival was sure he looked like a sore sight right about now. His brow furrowed, and his jaw clenched tight, as he looked across the ever-expanding field. Yet, as he readied his bat, he could not find it within himself to give up. He wasn't too sure why; he kept going, playing despite the blood and sweat. Despite the very fibers of his being screaming for him to bend. Percival swallowed, his face scrunching up in disgust.

His thoughts were sliced through as a loud whistle echoed through the air. Piercing his eardrums and causing him to freeze with rapt attention. His mind quickly supplied that there must have been another foul, though, as Sato's voice carried throughout the pitch, he couldn't help the numb feeling that spread through his fingers. His eyes were wide with shock, but beneath it, a slow and deliberate anger began to coil tight in his chest. Landing harshly, the boy's legs would cave slightly at the realization they would have to support his weight. On the ground, his injuries seemed far more sharp and real than up in the air.

Percival would toss his broom aside without ceremony. The wood scraped along the ground to rest awkwardly to the side, as his fists balled together. "What? That's it?" he asked, disbelief seeping into his voice, edged with something more dangerous than mild disgruntlement. Percival looked across the battered group with a look of disdain. "Weaklings." he seethed as he quickly spun on his heel to grab his broom. Holding it roughly in his right hand, the boy would turn away and stalk off to the locker rooms. Each step seemed to do little to release the pent-up anger worming its way into his very core. It all seemed so worthless. He bled for nothing. Not when the other team gave in like cowards.

| Stamina 10 | Evasion 16 [+4] 20 | Strength 14 | Wisdom 10 | Arcane Power 8 | Accuracy 16 [+4] 20|
Broom: Oakshaft

Foulplay | Lovely Creature | Beast Master | Rebound | Nonverbal | Broken Broomshaft |Fearless

Reducio

1. 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 (must be declared, if not declared the target will be random and can be an ally but not yourself).

2. 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.

3. 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.