Bobsledding Years 4-7
The final day of the International Magical Olympic Games events had arrived, and with it, an event that had been weighing heavily on the minds of its competitors for days. Bobsledding, a similar sport to broom racing, would not be easy to win. Now, in the late morning of this last day of events, they had gathered to race the course set up for them by the judges. Over the mountains and through the snow, to the finish line we go...
Speaking of the judges, the four of them had scattered themselves throughout the course, ready to act as referees and be on the lookout for any unsportsmanlike conduct or injured players. @Aulis Vorozheykin, the host of the Games, had personally designed the course and was more than ready to watch students flounder upon it. His fellow panel of judges was made up by @Lawrence Maynard from Tenūsa, @Catalina de la Torre of Castelobruxo, and finally Hogwarts' own @Solomon Lear. Any cheaters-to-be had better watch out.
MAP
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Unit 2 - trees moderate
Unit 3 -
Unit 4 - ashwinder eggs
Unit 5 -
Unit 6 - snowfall easy
Unit 7 - snowfall hard
Unit 9 -
Unit 10 -
Unit 11 - high winds hard
Unit 12 -
Unit 13 - maze near impossible
Unit 14 -
FINISH LINEHOW TO PLAY
There will be three rounds, each requiring a post of 200+ words. Please make sure you include your character's stats and abilities in your post (NO broom stats; you are not riding brooms).
Each round, you must perform an action from the Broom Racing System. However, please note that you and your partner cannot travel different distances as you are essentially riding a Two-Headed Dragon. Anything that involves movement of the broom - e.g. Flying, Blatching, etc. - must be performed by BOTH RACERS. Individual actions such as throwing projectiles, casting spells, etc. can be done individually (so each partner can use a different one, so long as the broom is flying the same amount as their partner). You cannot post for your partner - each partner must post individually in the thread each round.
Also, you cannot perform the following actions: Save, Return to Broom, Parkin's Pincer, or Help Ally with Obstacle.
Partners' stats will be averaged for anything that requires both of them (e.g. Blatching, Flying, dodging).
Bobsleds can go a max of six units per round if sledding at full speed.
All other standard broom racing rules apply, and whoever crosses the finish line first wins. Even if there is only one player left on the bobsled when the finish line is crossed, that team is considered to have won and the player who fell off will still be granted the gold medal. If no one crosses the finish line by the end of the three rounds, the first, second, and third furthest teams will be the medalists.
At least one member of the pair must owl the entire teams' action list to Aulis Vorozheykin before the posting deadline.
This event is moderated and it was required to sign up for it ahead of time. Please do NOT post here if your character is not signed up.
Please do not godmod Aulis or any of the other judges.
Find the full calendar for the 2026 IMOG here.
Please refer to the Koldovstoretz official map and setting lore when describing the campus:Reducio
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Bobsledding Pairs Participating in This Thread:
- @Margarethe Fransson and @Felix Kolbeck
- @Della Barfield and @Andrew Lycan
- @Madhup Hexum and @Dealla Prince
- @Stephen Schwartz and @Miles Thatcher
You have a total of 120 hours (5 days) from the time of this post to write and submit your posts, as well as owl action lists to Aulis.
Late posts will not be included in the moderation and will not gain any points.
Late posts will not be included in the moderation and will not gain any points.
Bobsledding Years 4-7
Ready for this with @Stephen Schwartz
Stephen was always getting him into such craziness but Miles liked that it made his life far more interesting than if he was going about it without his best friend. This newest proposal of his was bobsledding for the magical Olympic games. Bobsledding? That was new to him. Miles could remember when he first looked over the information. "....I dunno, Stephen, if you were to ask me, this looks an awful lot like broom racing, just - without brooms." And he remembered the way his eyes lifted from the paper to connect with his striking blue eyes. Damn him.
Any argument he had that this was Stephen's way of trying to transition him from quidditch to broom racing was now long forgotten and bobsledding had somehow now become his new life's purpose for the time being. This was it's own kind of magic, the power one could have over the other.
"I suppose this is where I'd throw in some sort of enthusiastic LET'S GO but in bobsledding reference but since I know none - let's go," he grinned to his friend.
Now here they were, at the beginning of their matchup. He now knew a little bit about bobsledding as they had freshed up on their knowledge, learned the sport, and practiced beyond all. Miles didn't regret it one moment. It was fun to take himself out of his comfort zone.
"Alright, Schwartz. If we flip, we flip together, yea? Let's fly!" he told his teammate as they approached the start line - not focusing on their competition, but on the race about to begin. Miles loved a good competition
STATS, ABILITIES, POTIONS, & SPELLS
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Stats: stamina 12, evasion 12, strength 11, wisdom 9, arcpower 8, accuracy 12z
Abilities: potion mastery, evasive maneuvers, fearless, advanced casating, perfectionalist
Potions: skele-gro, wit-sharpening potion, cure for boils, herbicide potion, forgetfulness potion, antidote to common poisons, antidote to uncommon poisons, bruise removal paste, burn healing paste, babbling beverage, confusing concoction, dizziness draught, muffling draught, dogbreath potion, drowsiness draught, sleeping draught, murtlap essence, pepperup potion, anti-paralysis potion, black fire potion, deflating draught, swelling solution, calming ddraught, gregory's unctuous unction, grand pepperup potion, mandrake restorative draught, revive potion, befuddlement draught, laugh inducing potion, buleye potion, fire breathing potion, memory potion, scintillation solution, fatiguing infusion, weakness potion, wound cleaning potion, blood replenishing potion, essence of dittany, garotting gas, erumpent potion, baruffo's brain elixir, pompion potion, madame glossy's silver polish, pet tonic
Spells: disarming charm, bluebell flames, hot-air charm, sun-light charm, weather-modfying charm, weather-modifying countercharm, weather-modfifying charm variant (meteolojinx), atmospheric carm, blue sparks charm, fire-making spell, slug-vomiting charm, severing charm, flower-conjuring spell, slippery jinx, softening charm, paper mending charm, packing charm, ascension spell, bandaging charm, wind jinx, guinea fowl to guinea pig, wand-lighting charm duo, healing charm, radiant wand-lighting charm, summoning charm, banishing charm, singing jinx, porcupine or hedgehog to pincushion, teapot to gerbil, teapot to rat, teapot to ferret, teapot to tortoise, teacup to tortoise, tail-growing hex, fish transformation spell, fish to flower, teddy bear to spider, boggart-banishing spell, revlusion jinx, snake summons spell, snake-vanishing spell, full body-bind curse, hovering charm, glacius, knee-reversal hex, rotation charm, window shattering spell, descension spell, spider conjuration spell, hair thickening charm, owl to opera glasses, water-heating spell, cracker jinx, purple firecrackers, cheering charm, bravery charm, sealant charm, jelly-brain jinx, twitchy ears hex, gripping charm, hurlling hex, vinegar to wine, litter bin to wildebeest, water repelling charm, leg-growing charm, desk into pig spell, blackboard-writing spell, quieting charm, minor healing charm, blockage clearing spell, explosion charm, fog-conjuring charm, smokescreen spell duo, muffiato charm, animal goblet transformation, mice transformation, ducklifors jinx, rabbit tranformation spell, rabbit slippers, cauldron to sieve, cauldron to badger, cauldron to guitar, ecto spell, skurge charm, bubblehead charm, leg-locker curse, spider repelling spell, impedient jinx, shield charm, ear-shriveling curse, herbivicus charm, teeth-straightening spell, siphoning spell, structure building charm, switching spell, anti-cheating charm, ink revealing charm, age line, broom jinx, hair loss curse, instant scalping hex, mobilarbus charm, pressurized water charm, hair-regrowing spell, star shower spell, bedazzling hex, water-making spell, drought charm, pus squirting hex, beauty spell, drone jinx, pepper breath hex, washing up charm, vacuum cleaner spell, somnambulist charm, dinnerplate to mushroom, rock to dog, steel talons transfiguration, stretching jinx, red sparks charm, locking charm, dancing feet charm, shrinking charm, tickling charm, tongue-tying curse, curse of the bogies, engorgement charm, fire-making spell, four-point spell, glass to sand, green sparks charm, knockback jinx, levitation charm, matchbox transformations pell, matchstick to needle, mending charm, sauce-making spell, scouring charm, smokescreen spell, snail to teapot, snowflake-creating spell, umbrealla spell, unlocking charm, untransfiguration, wand extinguishing charm, wand lighting charm, whistle to watch, amplifying charm, avifors spell, blindfolding spell, clothing color-changing charm, color-changing charm, freezing charm, general counter-spell, gluing spell, hair color-changing charm, hardening charm, illegibility charm, revelio charm, slowing charm, squiggle quill spell
Last edited by Miles Thatcher on 25 Feb 2026, 02:49, edited 1 time in total.
"You know whos gonna give you everything? Yourself." (*iNPC account for Simon Kincaid)
Bobsledding Years 4-7
@Della Barfield / Feb 20th, 2026
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Finally, the day he had been waiting for.
Drew had been having an incredible time at Koldovstorez. He had met so many students from other schools, been able to stay in an awesome yurt, and didn't even have to do a lick of schoolwork in the winter wonderland landscape that Koldovstorez offered them. But he had to admit, at least to himself, that this was the real reason he had been so excited for this whole trip.
Bobsledding.
The blonde, wearing his thick coat, approached the starting line where four bobsleds awaited the four teams. He was pretty early, plenty of time for his partner to still come. A sizable audience had formed for their race, something that always made competing more fun.
Drew, at heart, was a competitor. He loved broom racing and while not the same, bobsledding offered the same thrill he loved so much, and he got to do it with a friend. Drew didn't know Della very well, but they had met each other in their yurt and decided to do the event together. He knew she was a pretty good broom racer, too, even being the captain of her team back at Hogwarts. He had decided he trusted her, and their names made a pretty sick duo: Della and Drew, Drew and Della.
He stood by a bobsled to claim it as theirs, giving it a quick inspection to ensure there was no sabotage going on. He doubted that there would be, but wizards could always be sneaky. With the integrity of the bobsled confirmed, Drew surveyed his surroundings and prepared himself for the race, ready to give Della a friendly and cheerful greeting when she joined him.
Stats & Abilities
Obnoxiously Strong: +15% strength
Fearless: immune to fear effects
Charmer: -1 acc to opponents (all other racers besides Della)
Paragon of Health: Up to two allies (Della) gain +10% sta
Wandmaker (Dragon Heartstring): +3 to arc, 5% rebound chance
Apparitionxx sta: 14
eva: 9
str: 16
wis: 5
arc: 14
acc: 7
Bobsledding Years 4-7
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@Madhup Hexum
Dee had spent some time deliberating over the ultimate romantic Valentine's Day gift for her boyfriend. She knew he'd be getting her something; birthdays, Christmases, and ball invitations always came with a thoughtful delivery from Mad. Jewellery she'd done before, chocolates she would just end up eating herself, perhaps a perfume...? But then the answer presented itself at just the right time, opportunely and inobtrusively, and when Mad's Valentine's day arrived by owl as expected - even though they would see each other just the next day - Dee sent back an invitation. To participate in the bobsledding event, together. Because what could be more romantic than crushing their competition as a team?
Dee knew nothing about bobsledding, but the information that they would be dodging obstacles while casting spells at their opponents had told her all she needed to know. With several won broom races under her belt, this was basically her home turf. Snapping her wind goggles in place - they would help against snow all the same - she gave a cheerful wave in Greta and Felix's direction, then gently knocked her helmet against Mad's. (There was no way they'd manage a kiss with these clunky things on their heads.) "Let's crush them, mmmh?"
Sta 7 | Eva 16 | Str 4 | Wis 18 | Arc 10 | Acc 22
Evasive Maneuvers | Charmer | Perfectionist
Spell Spread | Perfectionist II | Restricted Potions Section | Apparition
Charmer Opponents | Felix, Greta, Miles, Stephen, Della, Andrew
Compass attached to sled!
"One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar."
Bobsledding Years 4-7
9-hour (and 3 minutes) reminder until the deadline! Posts AND strategies must be in by then.
- @Margarethe Fransson and @Felix Kolbeck
- @Della Barfield
- @Madhup Hexum
- @Stephen Schwartz
Bobsledding Years 4-7
English | Parseltongue
interacting: @Andrew Lycan; mentioning: @Dealla Prince
The cold was blistering. This was Della's second time leaving the UK—and her second time this year!—but no experience in London, Tenusa, or even Scotland had prepared her for this. Would sledding be safe in these conditions? Would her reflexes be as fast as they normally were? Last month, the big winter broom race had devolved into a snowball fight—does that count as practice?
Thankfully, her partner, Drew, looked ready to race. He was two years older than her, and an American, so he seemed to have an easy confidence that she had yet to master. For some reason, he had agreed to be her partner—what he probably didn't know was how terrible her broom racing team had fared the last few years. And she had decided not to tell him.
She eyed their competitors. No one was familiar … except—drat!—Dealla Prince was in the race. She was one of the reasons the Gryffindors had started the snow fight in the first place. She had blasted not one but two of them off their brooms at the starting line.
Della turned to Drew, trying to add a falsely cheery sheen to her voice. "Ready, Drew? Excited? Cold?" Then, she lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I only recognize one other bobsledder here. That girl over there. We have to watch out for her; I'm not sure it's so much her racing talent but rather her spellcasting prowess."
Action: as strategized
Stats: stamina: 8 | evasion: 16 | strength: 5 | wisdom: 11 | arcane power: 5 | accuracy: 13
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers (10% auto-dodge) & Snake Spy (?)
sta 8 - eva 16 - str 5 - wis 11 - arc 5 - accuracy 13 |||| Parselmouth - Evasive Maneuvers - Beast Master
also Ruckus Weems | Quentin Gagné
Bobsledding Years 4-7
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It was finally here — the day he and Miles had been practicing for whenever they weren’t practicing for their Quidditch matches. The 2‑Man Bobsledding event in the 2026 International Magical Olympic Games. They were up against stiff competition, sure, but just being here was an achievement in itself. And no, he didn’t mean qualifying for the Games. He meant clearing the hurdle of getting Miles to agree to do anything that even hinted at Broom Racing. Miles could be a snob about his perception of Quidditch vs. Broom Racing, but Stephen didn’t care. Miles would be sitting behind him as he piloted them down the track, and that alone was mind‑blowing.
A year ago, Stephen would have chalked Miles’ agreement up to just that — friendship — but a lot had happened since then. Enough that Stephen suspected there was more beneath the surface than Miles giving in to his relentless Golden Retriever energy and indefatigable optimism. Miles didn’t know it yet, but Stephen planned to flush out a reaction today… maybe even a confession. Another one, anyway — though one not written in a week’s worth of gorgeous Valentine’s Day sentiments now just over a year old.
Miles reached their bobsled first — or so he thought. Stephen had been there earlier, papering the inside of Miles’ seating area with close facsimiles of those letters he felt certain Miles had written. And whether Miles noticed or not, the back of Stephen’s uniform now read “Star Boy.” That should settle any lingering doubt Miles might have about Stephen knowing about who penned them. Stephen only hoped it wouldn’t send Miles’ concentration flying out of the bobsled when he needed it most. Still, it was a risk worth taking.
Miles grinned at him. "Alright, Schwartz. If we flip, we flip together, yea? Let’s fly!"
Stephen looked over the competition, then back at Miles, his gaze unwavering. "Oh, I think we’re pretty much assured of something flipping today." His own heart felt like it might have flipped right into his stomach. "See you at the end, Thatcher."
It had been a confusing year for both his heart and his mind, but he felt like he’d finally landed somewhere he never expected. The race was the main event today, and he’d give it everything he had — but win or lose, he had a feeling he and Miles would be celebrating a different kind of victory later. (WC: 398)
Last edited by Stephen Schwartz on 6 Mar 2026, 00:01, edited 5 times in total.
Don’t tell me the SKY’s the limit when there are footprints on the moon.
Bobsledding Years 4-7
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Reducio@Evelynn Decipio as Greta
Felix stood near the starting line, his hands shoved into the pockets of his lined leather jacket. The winter chill nipped at the exposed skin on his face. He hated it, but he was used to it back in Sweden and Durmstrang. It was the summers he couldn't stand; the heat drained the energy right out of his body. Especially those damn summers in England.
Why was he even here? He didn't care about sports that weren't dueling or Quidditch, and sure as hell didn't care about school spirit or whatever the fuck this was about.
Really he had only come to this thing for one reason alone; his girlfriend, Greta, was too cute to say no to, especially when her eyes lit up as she spoke about the event. He would endure almost anything for her, even if it meant tossing himself down a damn frozen chute in what was a glorified open-faced coffin.
He told her he'd do it, but if he died he was haunting her ass for the rest of her life.
He shifted impatiently, his boots crunching into the snow below. It seemed like they weren't the only team ready to face death. Mahad and his girl were there, the real life mannequin Pinocchio (@Stephen Schwartz) was there with some brown haired pedestrian that looked like he'd apologize to the sled if it got scratched (@Miles Thatcher), a blonde guy that looked like the human embodiment of a cologne ad (@Andrew Lycan) and the walking porcelain doll (@Della Barfield) he had brought along as his partner.
"You know... It's not too late," he leaned down to grumble in Greta's ear, "We can ditch the sled and not risk breaking your neck."
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Bobsledding Years 4-7
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SEVENTH YEAR | 5' 2" | February 20, 2026
Russian - German - English - Norwegian/Swedish
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| x | 𝔗he visit to Russia for the week had been more than Greta could have hoped for, bittersweet as it might have been. Like a husky set loose upon the lands, the cold temperatures and hefty depth of snow had fueled Greta's apparently boundless energy. Did it matter that it was hardly any different than what Durmstrang would consider status quo? Not at all. Graduation was just around the corner, and with that, stepping into the real world of expectations and responsibilities and adulting. While there were definitely some things she was looking forward to in that regard, it was hard to imagine doing anything at all while @Felix Kolbeck remained behind at school for another year. So she would hold on to these moments, and cherish what little bit of pseudo-childhood she still had. And if that meant nothing short of physically detaining her and dragging her back inside could keep her from frolicking in the winter wonderland that was the Koldovstoretz campus at all hours of the day, then so be it. Not that she ever made it easy, shoving healthy amounts of icy packed snow down the back of Felix's collar at every such occasion. Needless-to-say, she certainly hadn't passed up the opportunity to participate in the International Magical Olympic Games, wasting no time to sign herself and Felix up for the bobsledding event. She'd overheard that it would be somewhat similar to broom-racing. Given that her sports experienced remained (virtually) exclusive to Quidditch, she really hadn't much of a concept as to what that would mean. It didn't matter. She'd had so much fun racing down the hills and through the various challenges during the sledding of the winter-themed summer camp that one year. To be able to do so again on a larger scale and with her boyfriend? Yes. Cheeks rouged every time she thought about being all snuggled up against Felix, the two of them rocketing down steep slopes with wind whipping past their ears, hearts in their throats at a break-neck speed. The shared adrenaline-pumping experience would be one to remember. Who even cared about the medals. Although, since there were medals, obviously they would have to bring the gold ones home. Silver would be okay too if Humbie (@Madhup Hexum) and Didi (@Dealla Prince) happened to get the gold. On the day of the competition, Greta rose early. "IT'S MORNING!" The squealing exclamation had come just half a beat after bleary eyes clocked the golden stream of light entering the yurt. She'd flipped over to wrap Felix in an excited embrace, showering his face with little kisses and practically throwing off the covers in the process. Taking the chance to snatch his pillow off the bed and throw it across the room so he couldn't just cover his head, roll over and go back to sleep, Greta leapt nimbly from the bed before he could muster a retaliation. There was no cessation to her movement after that, the girl practically buzzing with excitement as she dressed in a multitude of layers and prepped to face the frigid temperatures. Breakfast was an absolute necessity, likewise forced upon Felix, "For strength and stamina!" Any grumbling on his part would be met with her cheerily encouraging him to drink his caffeine while at the same time prodding him with a biscuit or toast or whatever other breakfast item she happened to have in hand at that moment. And when that failed, she just fixed him with a pout until he eventually—and inevitably—caved. "I wonder just how steep it's going to be," she mused on the trek up the mountain towards the race's start, not for the first time. "Maybe there will be jumps." Every now and then, she dipped to scoop up virgin snow to happily munch on it. "Ooh!" Large sea-green eyes shifted to look up at Felix. "Do you think there will be frost salamanders?" she queried—"Oh!"—only to immediately be struck with another thought. "Or a yeti?!" And then—"OH WAIT!"—another notion. "Maybe a giant avalanching snowball that gets bigger and bigger as it rolls down the mountain and we have to out-race it while avoiding trees and snowmen and columns of ice!" The higher they climbed, the more ridiculous Greta's pondering seemed to grow, the little valkyrie rapid firing every possible obstacle and opponent that might possible come to mind. This endless verbal battery only stopped when the pair of them arrived on scene, replaced instead with a broad and bright smile. One that only deepened when she caught sight of Madhup's girl waving at them. Greta enthusiastically returned the wave before cupping her mouth to call out, "GOOD LUCK!" "You know... It's not too late." The sudden feeling of warm breath on her ear interrupted any further sentiments. "We can ditch the sled and not risk breaking your neck." "Ooooor..." She turned to rise up on her toes, wrapping her arms around Felix's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. "We can hurry down to bottom of the mountain in a sled..." Teeth nipped at her lip through her impish grin before shrugging. "We have to get back down one way or another." Her head nudged in the direction of their waiting chariot. "This way's faster. And more fun. Plus, might as well go for gold while we're at it." Hopping back, she pulled her helm over her head. "Besides. You'd never let that happen." "That said...." Before the start of the race could be called, Greta turned a spy eye back to Felix, devious intent glinting in her eyes. "If something does happen to me... Like if you let me fall out... You have to do what I say for one hour tomorrow. Deal?"
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STA 7 | STR 1 | EVA 25 | WIS 14 | ARC 12 | ACC 20 Calming Presence (affects Felix), Perfectionist, Spell Spread, Wandmaker (Thunderbird), Fearless, Lovely Creature (affects opponents), Restricted Transfiguration |
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Bobsledding Years 4-7
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The only complication lay in the fact that Dee wasn't Mad's only equal at the starting line: @Margarethe Fransson, fellow Durmstrang Chaser, stood by a sled with her pale-haired beau. Fraternal adoration and playful competitiveness lit his face when she waved their way. He grinned back, blowing kisses and wiggling his fingers, historically the kindest reception he'd ever offered an opponent. Felix's greeting was just as fun-loving, though it came to the tune of a sing-song jeer. Madhup- assuredly not Mahad- cupped his mouth while teasing in Russian: "I hope you sled better than you kiss, Fifteen!" He wagged his tongue at them before shoving on his helmet.
At their clunk of face shields, Mad snickered behind the polycarbonate. He held Dee's helm as if cupping her cheeks, that perpetual puppydog love swimming in his eyes. "I love when you talk of crushing," the athlete swooned. He slid into the rear seat, using the breadth of his shoulders to cover her where their equal height failed. Typically, Number Nine had an aggressive posture, though he seemed to have adopted a rare defensive stance in this new game. A hooded stare, judgmental as it was green, wandered over their unknown competitors.┗ ┛ Calming Presence: @Dealla Prince
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Stats: STA: 10 | EVA: 16 | STR: 20 | WIS: 3 | ARC: 3 | ACC: 24
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
Muggle Condition: +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks and actions
Martial Artist: gains access to Punch, Grapple, Kick, and Chokehold
Calming Presence: Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target
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
Muggle Condition: +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks and actions
Martial Artist: gains access to Punch, Grapple, Kick, and Chokehold
Calming Presence: Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target
(PC: Pericles Dralt)