Hogwarts Summer Camp Capture the Base

RPing as approved Durmstrang iNPC Vyacheslav Preobrazhensky

Interacting with: @Lydia Cooper
Mentioning: @Serena Towers as Arjan Oberoi and @Anastasia Beckett as Alexei Petrov

Alexei had accused him of being less awake, which was so not true! Slava didn't see Alexei doing much better, anyway, but decided to leave it. It was obvious that his friend was tired and cranky. On top of that, Durmstrang had only managed to capture one base that round. A flash of disappointment crossed his face before the smile returned. It was only one round! They could take it back! He wasn't going to let his spirits be dampened that easily. Besides, the girl that managed to steal base 3 away from him had been so fast. Her movement was incredible! It deserved to be recognised—and it wasn't like he bore her any ill will. “Hey! Nice job!” he called to her, giving her a goofy thumbs up if she looked in his direction.

Maybe it was embarrassing that he hadn't succeeded, but after all, it was just a game meant for fun! A bit of competition was good, but he wasn't going to get too worked up about it, and he wasn't serious. Alexei or Arjan might tease him about it later if he didn't do well, but that was no big deal. A quick glance around showed him what needed to be done. It wasn't really his style, but he would move to guard base 6. He would likely prefer the greater risk of dashing for another base and the praise and feeling of triumph if he succeeded at capturing it, but he had to be a noble hero by defending their school's hard-won base from their enemies while the other students went on to capture more.

Action: Guarding base 6

Statistics:
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 7
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 6
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 10

First Ability: Evasive Maneuvers

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Effect: Harder to hit on average, a 10% chance that anything that targets this wizard automatically misses. This is rolled separately from the attack roll.

Second Ability: Broken Broomshaft

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Effect not applicable to this.

Interacting with the Love of his Life @Rafael D'Spacito

Everett couldn't help but roll his eyes at Rafael's comments about their puny sized team. There weren't even that many of them that came on the trip, how were they expected to put together a whole capture the base team without proper notice. They should've sent a letter, an invitation or something in advance. Then Rett could've strategically put together a team that would've absolutely crushed the other schools. He looked around at his teammates, this would have to do.

He had obviously chosen the wrong base when it came to how popular it was. It was just the first one he landed his eyes on, maybe that was the same for the others. Or maybe they wanted the challenge seeing how many people were rushing towards it. A low growl emitted from his throat as May snagged the base before he could. But, his anger was short lived as he heard one of the impartial referees shouting at him, and only him, to escape from the base before he could be captured. A small smirk dawned his face, 'So you do care.' Even if he lost the game in the end, that would be a win enough for him. And, it would provide an opportunity to talk to the referee afterwards.

Quickly scanning the field as he realized just how many bases were taken by the Hogdorks, which was quickly confirmed by the announcement by what seemed to be the only referee doing her job. With no time to lose, he started gunning for base two which seemed to be currently undefended.

Stats || Stamina 8 / Evasion 6 / Strength 6 / Wisdom 7 / ArcPower 4 / Accuracy 5
Ability || Charmer | Opponents Chosen - Hogwarts + Durmstrang Team
Action || Capture Base #2

Roleplaying as iNPC Vita Sýkora
Open to interactions!

The base Vita had decided to grace with her attention seemed unreasonably popular — and not just by other schools, but also her own. A frown found it’s way into her face as she watched Hogwarts take it for the win, and she looked around the field hastily to check that Durmstrang has a least one base captured. Her eyes honed on the blue flag of number six. Right. They weren’t getting away with that one as well. Two of her schoolmates had stood against her and her previous target, but this time, she’d work with them. More specifically, with Slava Preobrazhensky (@Ruby Cazares).

Going to such extreme lengths to win was, admittedly, irritating, but Durmstrang’s pride was at stake here. If dealing with immature people was the price, then she’d deal with it... albeit grudgingly.

”Hey, Preobrazhensky!” she called. ”We’re in this together.

She positioned herself at the opposite end of the base to Slava, ready to tag if nessecary. She attempted to make eye contact as a Hogwarts boy rushed to claim the base. Scowling, she ran after him. With a bit of luck, and some well placed communication, maybe Durmstrang could come out on top this round.

Action: Protecting base 6 with Slava

STATISTICS AND ABILITIES:

Stamina: 7
Evasion: 4
Strength: 6
Wisdom: 7
Arcane Power: 10
Accuracy: 6

FIRST YEAR: MARTIAL ARTIST

SECOND YEAR: ADVANCED CASTING

Reducio

Note: All Russian will be in italics

July 4, 2020
Campground, London Quidditch Stadium

Interactions: n/a Mentions: @Evelynn Decipio (as Greta Fransson)

Open to Interactions

It had been a heated race charging towards the fourth base in order to capture it for his school. At first Cassius thought he was the sole competitor making haste towards the objective, but he soon saw that one of the Durmstrang students had the same idea as he. It would be a contest after all.

Mentally assessing the distances between the pair of them he knew it would be close. Too close for comfort even as it quickly became apparent neither of them were particularly well-dressed for speed. It only took a few steps to realize he would have been much better prepared had he simply worn gym shorts as opposed to his khaki shorts. Even so, Cassius was competitive by nature and would not allow his wardrobe to distract him for long.

"Begone, Durmstrang!" he shouted at the girl as they both neared the camp. His eyes were now on the prize and the spot where he would need to plant his flag. Despite initially thinking the girl would beat him, a last second jolt of energy gave him the boost he needed to successfully claim the base for Hogwarts.

The victory celebration did not last long, however, as the boy immediately shifted to a defensive posture, intent on defending that which he had just claimed.

STA 5 | EVA 5 | STR 0 | WIS 10 | ARC 10 | ACC 5
Abilities: n/a

Action: Defend Base [4]

@May Moonstar @Lizzie Verdine @Lydia Cooper @Amadea Campbell @Ariana Walker @Cassius Eden @Miranda Everest @Alan Vanes @Cassandra Ironwoods @Charles Simmons @Anastasia Beckett @Adam Harringtom @Ivy Bellamy @Serena Towers @Margo White @Evelynn Decipio @Piérre Marchonné @Ruby Cazares @Bridget Collins @Thora Larkston @Willow Anderson @Katrina Walker

The game was coming along quite well, the playing field a mess of tweens and teens as players of all schools scattered themselves about the crisp green lawn. Quite the competitive crowd, Rafael absently noticed with a curious gaze, his hands running through his hair as his eyes scanned the masses. With such an observation, his anticipation and anxiety only grew – Hogwarts held the lead for now, but with a mass of exiled students, came the will to overturn those in power. And if there was one thing you could expect from a mass of wizard adolescents, it was that they didn’t give in easily. Good, he told himself in attempt to clear his mind. Let them come. Let us prove that we can overcome any force that comes our way. The mosps and half-giants were no sweat, how hard would it be to crush a couple of schools?

The Gryffindor Captain would step up, bringing the vintage megaphone to his lips and resuming his work as acting announcer for the game. “With Hogwarts in possession of six of the seven bases,” he stated loudly, “it looks as if the Golden Team is close to securing the lead for the entire game! However, empires have been overturned before. It’s only a matter of time before someone snatches away the lead!” Then, letting the megaphone drop to his side, he began to chew his lip – what would the next few minutes bring? Which team would snag the lead?

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base I ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Ariana Walker Cassandra Ironwoods - ─Prisoners─ - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base II ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Miranda Everest - - ─Prisoners─ - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base III ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Lydia Cooper - - ─Prisoners─ - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base IV ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ - - - ─Prisoners─ - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base V ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Lizzie Verdine Amadea Campbell - ─Prisoners─ - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base VI ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Vita Sykora Slava Preobrazhensky - ─Prisoners─ Romeo Marchonne [Penalty]

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base VII ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Defending─ Charles Simmons - - ─Prisoners─ - -

[font=colonna mt]Base I[/font]
──────Cash & Ariana v Arjan──────

The Gryffindor Captain supposed the old saying was somewhat true – lightning didn’t strike twice. Arjan Oberoi had suffered some real ruddy luck in the beginning minutes of the game, his attempts to claim the first base for Durmstrang being utterly dashed by a Slytherin student with a slight head start. But never let it be said the boy gave in to defeat. Well – to be completely honest, Rafael wasn’t sure if the boy’s blatant act of defiance against the Golden Team was out of brazen and unwavering bravery, or pure and utter stupidity. It didn’t matter, anyways, because whatever was driving the senior student, certainly payed off in the end.

The fifth year [rounding up] student would swoop in from seemingly nowhere, evading the attention of the two guardians of Hogwarts and their attempts to tag him in one swift move as he trained his focus on the endgame – specifically, the golden flag hanging from the rosters of the small base. Before Ariana or Cash could succeed in catching him, he’d torn the yellow flag from its position on the rafters, shortly replacing it with that beautiful blue color that represented the Durmstrang Team. It would be a proud moment for the school, having secured not one, but two bases – taking them one step closer to ultimate victory and triumph over the British School. On the other end of the spectrum, the two Hogwarts players would very quickly learn of their demotion from their status of Guardians. What came next, wouldn’t be pretty.

To those watching events play out, another proverb would hold true in that moment – one didn’t need to outrun a bear to survive. They only needed to outrun their mates. Perhaps Cash was quicker to notice the new flag hanging from the rafters of the base, or maybe they were simply faster than the poor Ariana – at the very indication that they might be tagged, Cash reacted like a pro, their footsteps carrying them briskly away from the base, yards before Ariana and the dangerous hunk of hotness that chased them both. It would take only seconds for the Slytherin to escape the confines of first-base territory, even fewer moments for Gryffindor’s beloved first-stringer to be tagged. Arjan’s hand brushing the veela’s shoulder, Ariana’s game took a turn for the worst… specifically, in the direction of the bench.

The Gryffindor’s imprisonment came much to the chagrin of the male announcer – “Ariana!” Rafael cried from the announcer’s podium, his eyes wide in distress as a frown played at his lips. It was slightly disappointing to see his cousin doomed to prison time… it was good, then, that a jailbreak was to come in the next few minutes. Turning back to his current job, the Captain raised the megaphone up once more, announcing the base’s sudden change in possession “Er – Durmstrang claims the first base! Due to the, uh… good looking guy…” Objectively, of course. Whether or not the Durmstrang student paid any mind to his comment, didn’t matter – he would shrug at his team’s opponent, as if saying ‘no big deal’. Then, shaking his head, he focused on the next base, waiting for another commentary-worthy moment.

- Roll Tracker -

───Cash─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 49 Accuracy Check [d20] 12 + 6 = 18

───Ariana─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 83 Accuracy Check [d20] 3 + 9 = 12

───Arjan───
10% Auto-Success
[d100] 34

Evasion Check
[d20] 19 + 1 = 20 - SUCCESS

───Cash Escape Rolls─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 52 50% Escape Odds [d2100] 79 - SUCCESS

───Ariana Escape Rolls─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 4 50% Escape Odds [d100] 35 - FAIL

[font=colonna mt]Base II[/font]
──────Miranda v Phylicia & Rett──────

It was true, two were most definitely better than one – at least, this held true for the Ilvermorny Team’s strategy. Phylicia and Rett, two of the four players on the field without a base to call their own, had finally reached their limit of ‘inferiority via the Europeans’ – now was the time to prove their team’s resilience as Americans. From where the Argentine stood, it was hard to properly tell whether or not Phylicia and Rett had actually formulated a plan, or were simply trying to overpower the Hogwarts defenses by pure manpower through numbers. It didn’t matter – Miranda’s eyes would shortly lock on to the first target to meet her gaze, the charming Rett, the blond wasting not a moment in rushing towards the position of the only Ilvermorny boy on the field. Rett would try to escape, distributing weight as to evade contact with his enemy, but it was no use – Miranda was simply too fast. However, Rett’s distraction would prove to be the perfect diversion for the fearless Phylicia – by the time Miranda would turn around, the red flag would be evidently hanging from the rafters of the base. The Hogwarts Girl would have nowhere to run, now subject to her own victim’s judgement. Rett would tag her without a moment to spare, thus dooming her to the bench.

Was it wrong to feel good about a loss? Probably. However, the Gryffindor Captain would feel no shame in the grin that overtook his face – the play was a solid one, and made by an acquaintance he… well, he didn’t like Rett, did he? That would be absurd. Regardless, it was his and Tyr’s duty to report the news. “The Second Base is claimed for Ilvermorny!” Rafael shouted into his megaphone, stifling the amusement he felt with tight-lipped smile. It was hard to stay impartial in this case. Glancing over at Tyr, he couldn’t help but shrug wryly. “A good strategy, yeah?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “The Americans aren’t as defenseless as they seem.”

- Roll Tracker -

Who does Miranda go after? [1] Phylicia or [2] Rett? Roll was 2

───Miranda─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 90 Accuracy Check [d20] 9 + 5 - 1a = 13 - SUCCESS

───Rett─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 78 Evasion Check [d20] 5 + 6 = 11

Phylicia, uncontested, steals the base [divided attention rule].

───Miranda Escape Rolls───
10% Auto-Success
[d100] 25

50% Escape Odds
[d100] 8 - FAIL

[font=colonna mt]Base III[/font]
──────Lydia v Greta & Cielle──────

The Third Base stood proudly in the midst of the chaos that was the Capture the Base Game, represented proudly by the lovely Hufflepuff Lydia Cooper, the same student to have captured it for her team. The Badger, in the shade of the base, must have looked fearsome, a dangerous foe to any who dared to cross her and challenge the Hogwarts Base – it was unfortunate, then, that the lovely veela girl was faced with two opponents. The first-string chaser Greta was back to redeem her team’s name, having previously failed in her attempts to claim a base, side-by-side with another formidable foe, the lovely creature Cielle. For those who had nothing to lose, they would surely be dangerous opponents to the Badger, who simply wouldn’t have the capacity to guard the base from two predators. It wasn’t fair – Hogwarts was, once again, outmatched.

It would only take a moment for Lydia’s hand to swipe Greta’s shoulder, but by then, it would be far too late – Cielle was standing in the shade of the new Durmstrang Base, the blue flag she had snapped into place now waving proudly in the breeze. Which meant that Lydia, much to the chagrin of the Hogwarts Team, was now at the mercy of the Russians. However, never let it be said that the Badger wasn’t quick – Greta’s hand would swipe out in search for the veela girl, only to miss by a mere inch, Lydia’s reflexes acting on a whim and carrying her away from imprisonment. It would be the chaser’s one and only chance to catch the beautiful Hufflepuff, for the redhead had shortly evaded the newly instated Durmstrang Territory in favor of a less dangerous one. Meanwhile, it was quite difficult to remain impartial for the two Hogwarts Commentators. Rafael couldn’t help but grin ear-to-ear, once again taken by surprise due to his crush’s actions. Raising the megaphone to his lips, he begrudgingly announced another status change in bases. “The third base is stolen by Durmstrang! Wow, what a comeback!” the Captain would say. Then, deciding to give the Hogwarts Team some sort of relief, he cleared his throat, now directing his speech at the escaping Lydia. “Way to go, Lydia! Nice save!”

- Roll Tracker -

Who does Lydia go after? [1] Cielle or [2] Greta? Roll was 2

───Lydia─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 93 - SUCCESS

───Greta─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 79

Cielle, uncontested, steals the base [divided attention rule].

───Lydia Escape Rolls───
50% Escape Odds
[d100] 86 - SUCCESS

[font=colonna mt]Base IV[/font]
──────Cassius v Alexei──────

The Richie Tozier of the Durmstrang Losers’ Club, ‘Trashmouth’ Alexei Petrov had set his sights upon the fourth base, standing regally amidst the hot summer sun as the wind blew the golden flag gently through the breeze, a statement that the base belonged to the once-juggernaut team Hogwarts. From afar, the territory might have looked like an easy win – however, the Durmstrang Player could do nothing to account for its guardian. Cassius Eden, second year Ravenclaw, was not keen on breaking his winning streak, neither was he keen about sharing what he had claimed as his own. The scene would much resemble a showdown of cowboys, the Durmstrang boy unrelenting in his desires to claim the territory. Quite the sight, from the commentators position – the Lions’ Captain was leaning forward in anticipation, his eyes wide as he followed the turn of events. “You see that, Tyr?” he muttered. Then, not receiving an answer, he would continue on, much like a young child watching an action movie. “Who will get the base, who will defend their team…”

The Durmstrang boy would waste no time in rushing to the base, feet quick as he carried himself across the soft green grass, sun beating upon his back. However, no efforts he made in that moment would be enough to trick Cassius – the Raven’s hand would dart out in a mere moment, much like the lunge of a snake’s head, shortly cutting off Alexei’s chances at victory. A short look at the bench would be enough for the Durmstrang boy to learn his fate. Meanwhile, from the commentators’ position, the two announcers found themselves proud with the Ravenclaw’s efforts, a bright grin on the face of the Gryffindor as he once again brought the megaphone to his lips. “A spectacular save by the fellow at the Fourth Base!” he yelled. Then, looking over Tyranni, “Do you know that guy?” he asked. The Captain had never before seen the mysterious Hogwarts contestant, but the kid seemed to know what he was doing. Rather impressive…

- Roll Tracker -

───Cassius─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 84 Accuracy Check [d20] 16 + 5 = 21 - SUCCESS

───Alexei─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 8 Evasion Check [d20] 8 + 8 = 16

[font=colonna mt]Base V[/font]
──────Amadea & Lizzie──────

Well, if almost everything else was going wrong for the Golden Team, at least there was one thing going right. The fifth base, guarded by the charming ladies Lizzie Verdine and Amadea Campbell, remained completely and utterly untouched – no action sought the Hogwarts Guards, no funny looks, petty remarks, nor aggressors stooping to mess with the fearsome duo. What was their secret? Were they too intimidating? Was everyone distracted? It was something that would continue to plague the consciousness of the young lion commentator, his hand reaching behind his head in order to scratch his neck in confusion. Glancing at Tyranni, he raised an eyebrow. “Fifth base went from five contestants to zero. How about that.” A wry comment, surely evident by his absolutely discombobulated face – a raised eyebrow, puffed out bottom lip, scratching of the temple. It was the most fickle thing.

Directing his gaze back towards the group, the Captain cleared his throat, bringing the megaphone back for another spiel of commentary. “You go, girls?” Would the congratulations be worth it to the two, who strangely hadn’t encountered any hassle? Would they find his comment irrelevant? Well, he just worked here. “The fifth base remains in Hogwarts possession!” He could only assume the girls were behind the maintained possession of the base. They at least were owed kudos for their efforts.

Amadea and Lizzie automatically retain possession of the fifth base.

[font=colonna mt]Base VI[/font]
──────Slava & Vita v Alan & Iris──────

Durmstrang was proving to be a formidable team this particular round, having finally caught onto some sort of success streak and pushing the odds in their favor. After all, the group had already snagged two bases in the name of their team, pushing the Russian school into the first-place position – and that wasn’t including their crown achievement. The number six base stood proudly among the other amassed tents, a blue flag waving proudly in the middle of the territory, guarded by two intimidating campers, a nonverbal threat to any who dared to cross their ranks. Beater Slava had escaped the area of his former defeat in favor of defending his team’s name, along with the fearsome martial artist Vita. It was not the time to stretch their forces thin, but rather maintain the streak they had stolen from the other teams – at least, until the group had a plan.

However, it seemed as if Hogwarts and Ilvermorny weren’t too fond of this tactic, for the two guards would shortly notice a group of contestants running in the direction of the flag. Both Alan Vanes and Iris Fields had failed once – it was now time to redeem their teams from the pits of defeat. The Durmstrang students would have to think fast. Slava turned his head towards the Hogwarts member, Vita towards the Ilvermorny – it was unfortunate, that Alan found himself matched against a Quidditch Player, for the Durmstrang boy was quick to swipe out, his hand brushing Alan’s clothing and dooming the third year to jail time. However, Iris was quicker than her own opponent, swiftly dodging the hand of poor Vita and fastening her own flag upon the ceiling. In two swipes, Vita and Slava soon joined Alan on the benches, having been tagged by the superior American. A major victory for the Ilvermorny Team.

“Impressive!” Rafael lamented to Tyranni, his face awestricken and jaw hanging. “How’d she do that?” The boy simply didn’t have words to express what he’d just seen. “Wow… beast.” Then, remembering he was a commentator and had an actual job, the boy grinned, raising the megaphone to his lips once more. “Base Six goes to Ilvermorny! And what a play!” It was, in fact, quite the accomplishment… for an American, of course.

- Roll Tracker -

Who does Slava go after? [1] Alan or [2] Iris? Roll was 1

───Slava─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 33 Accuracy Check [d20] 20 + 10 = 30 - SUCCESS

───Alan─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 47 Evasion Check [d20] 19 + 8 = 27

Due to Alan's apprehension, Vita automatically targets Iris.

───Vita─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 31 Accuracy Check [d20] 2 + 10 = 12

───Iris─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 12 Evasion Check [d20] 8 + 8 = 16 - SUCCESS

───Slava Escape Rolls─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 4 50% Escape Odds [d100] 38 - FAIL

───Vita Escape Rolls─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 11 50% Escape Odds [d100] 19 - FAIL

[font=colonna mt]Base VII[/font]
──────Charles v Iris──────

Charles Simmons had been lucky the first time, having overcome extreme odds in order to obtain the victory he so avidly sought. Unfortunately, Karilyna simply wasn’t submissive in the face of defeat.

The dhampir’s peace would only last for mere moments, the wind halting as if to foreshadow a monster’s return to the plot. The terrifying Karilyna, after all, had paused her escape, turning once again as to face her Hogwarts opponent. It would surely be difficult to discern whether or not the boy had the upper hand, as the fear of the girl’s terrifying presence would shortly shroud his senses, distracting the poor child from the danger at hand – whether or not he tried to apprehend the girl, wouldn’t be evident from the commentator’s position. All that Rafael would be able to see, was the red flag hanging from the rafters, and the sullen form of Charles, condemned to imprisonment.

The Captain’s shoulders sunk in the slightest, a sigh escaping his lips at the indication that the home team had lost another base. Oh, how the tables had turned – wasn’t it only minutes ago, that Hogwarts had been in possession of six bases? Though the Captain didn’t expect any of the rosters to stay static for long. It was only a matter of time, after all, until fate struck, bringing with it a new and exciting turn of events. “Ilvermorny captures the seventh base, putting the team neck-and-neck with Durmstrang!”

- Roll Tracker -

───Charles─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 21 Accuracy Check [d20] 3 + 7 = 10

───Iris─── 10% Auto-Success [d100] 79 Evasion Check [d20] 20 + 5 = 25 - SUCCESS

───Charles Escape Rolls───
10% Auto-Success
[d100] 56

50% Escape Odds
[d100] 48

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base I ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ Ariana Walker - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base II ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ Miranda Everest - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base III ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ - - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base IV ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ - - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base V ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ - - -

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base VI ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ Slava Preobrazhensky Vita Sykora Alan Vanes

╔═══♛═══╗ 🏳 Base VII ╚═══✦═══╝ ─Prisoners─ Charles Simmons - -

OOC: Due to technical difficulties, this moderation post was a little late... will do well to keep the following ones on-time. Jailbreaks will be taking place on even-number rounds [4 | 6 | 8 | 10]. Additionally, the next moderation post will be AUGUST 2-3. Please please please make sure to get your responses in beforehand. Happy RPing!

- Abilities Tracker -

─────Abilities in Effect───── These are the abilities currently in use and have subse- quently been rolled this particular round. Reducio - Alan Vanes || Calming Presence - Alexie Petrov || Statistically Relevant - Margarethe Franssen || Calming Presence - Phylicia Stanwood || Calming Presence - Everett Brooks || Charmer - Karilyna Kawahara || Terrible Presence - Lizzie Verdine || Charmer - Amadea Campbell || Calming Presence

─────Abilities to be Activated───── To activate these, you must OOCly state in your post who your allies/enemies are. Reducio -None atm.

────Applicable Abilities──── These abilities are acknowledged as 'redeemable' in future rounds. Reducio - Charles Simmons || Dhampir Year I - May Moonstar || Prodigal Charms Learner - Lydia Cooper || Part-Veela Year I - Alexie Petrov || Charmer - Ariana Walker || Part Veela Year I - Rudolf Novikov || Monster Hunter - Amadea Campbell || Advanced Casting - Amadea Campbell || Evasive Maneuvers - Alan Vanes || Metamorphmagus Year I - Alan Vanes || Metamorphmagus Year III - Rudolf Novikov || Martial Artist - Rudolf Novikov || Spell Spread - Rudolf Novikov || Fearless - Arjan Oberoi || Obnoxiously Strong - Arjan Oberoi || Martial Artist - Arjan Oberoi || Spell Spread - Vita Sýkora || Martial Artist - Vita Sýkora || Advanced Casting - Romeo Marchonne || Obnoxiously Strong - Vyacheslav 'Slava' Preobrazhensky || Evasive Maneuvers - Phylicia Stanwood || Fearless - Karilyna Kawahara || Fearless - Iris Fields || Martial Artist

────Nonapplicable Abilities──── These are abilities that can't be used during this game, due to their conventionality. Reducio - Cassandra Ironwoods || Parselmouth Year I - Cielle Johanson || Lovely Creature - Vyacheslav 'Slava' Preobrazhensky|| Broken Broomshaft - Iris Fields || Sixth Sense

Mentions: Slava [@Ruby Cazares] | Interactions: Cielle [@Ivy Bellamy], @Lydia Cooper

One soon became two as Greta was joined by a fellow school mate in her attempts to claim her new target. Even though she wasn't personally all that familiar with the other girl, it was a welcome addition. Between the two of them, they would be far move capable of outmanoeuvering their opponent, and thereby more likely to earn a victory for their team.

[In Russian] "You go left, I'll go right?" Greta panted out to Cielle, defaulting to their educational language as she usually did when engaging school acquaintances.

Whether Cielle would or wouldn't take the suggestion, Greta would soon hone her attention in on the one individual who had stayed behind to guard the base. The girl was awfully pretty. There was a certain allure to her that now that Greta was giving her a proper look, couldn't quite pinpoint as to why. A flicker at the back of her mind questioned why she was challenging this girl. What she could hope to gain by inciting her ire. Then again, perhaps it would be equally rewarding to see the foreigner in action. Even better if she could see those plush lips split into a beautiful smile to pull up rosy cheeks and crinkle the corners of eyes that sparkled with a depth of unbridled life—

Greta was stopped, snapped as though by a daze by the touch of a hand to her shoulder. When her thoughts caught up to the moment, she found herself face to face with an up-close-and-personal view of the countenance that had been swimming through her very confusing thoughts only moments before. In a snap, a scarlet blush raced furiously up Greta's features. Not only had she become uncharacteristically distracted with thoughts that she had never previously spared for anyone of the fairer race, but doing so had cost her. Again. She'd been outmaneuvered again.

Her only recompense was that as a result, Cielle had managed to dart past and claim the base as their own. This came with the added benefit that Greta's captor was now on teh defensive. Belatedly, Greta swiped out to try to catch her, but too late. The Hogwarts student avoided capture by the Norwegian. Not that she minded, really. The more distance between she and that thought altering witch, the better. Really, that she had been so affected for.. some reason.. was troubling, to say the least.

Shaking her mane of hair to rid herself of the dregs of confusion, Greta turned back to Cielle. [In Russian] "Are you staying to guard, or..?" Greta inquired, ready to reenter the fray if need be. She was now oh for two and still needed to prove herself. Plus, she'd noticed across the way that Slava had winded up in a spot of trouble and she wasn't about to let a star beater be so indisposed if she had anything to say or do about it...

Sta | 4

Str | 1

Eva | 9

Wis | 5

Arc | 7

Acc | 10

Calming Presence — An aura of calm. Allies (TEAM DURMSTRANG) gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target. This does not stack.

Action [if Cielle stays to guard Base #3]: Attempting to Capture Base #6
Action [if Cielle leaves]: Stay to guard Base #3

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@Amadea Campbell | All of Hogwarts Team

"Oh no. You can defiantly stay. The more the merrier." Lizzie grinned and nodded her head. The more people that guarded a base the better they had a chance of keeping it. She looked out for anyone runing towards their base that would be a potential threat.

The girl smirked as she saw no one go towards them. No even one glance at the base. That was an accomplishment. At least they would keep the base in their position. It would be better than loosing all the bases they had gotten just the last round.

Lizzie squinted her eyes are she looked around the area and saw lots of tent were no longer in their possession anymore. "Go on Hogwarts. Show them who's boss." She shouted trying to cheer on all her team mates. She didn't want to look like a fool in front of the other schools but encouraging her fellow students could 'possibly' help. It had also seemed that a lot of the members of their team had been caught. Which was not good in the slightest.

Sighing, she stood at the base still not wanting to move. If she did move there was going to be a bigger chance their base could get caught. Which would not be good at all and Lizzie wanted to at least contribute to the game in some way. "We can do it." She mumbled to herself crossing her arms and tapping her right foot.

Action : continuing to guard base [5]

| Sta 5 | Eva 5 | Str 7 | Wis 7 | Arc P 6 | Acc 5 |
charmer
ALLIES - Hogwarts
OPPONENTS -Ilvermorny & Dumstrang

RPing as iNPC Rudolf Novikov

It was a relief to hang up the blue flag and claim the base as Durmstrang territory. Dolf didn't doubt his own athletic ability, but he didn't know any of his competitors, and couldn't compare himself to them. At first glance, neither of them looked all too intimidating, but Dolf knew better than to trust first impressions. As the three competitors neared their target base, a commotion broke out by the Ilvermorny girl: one of Dolf's classmates had tried to take her down, it seemed, with more than just a tag. Dolf didn't approve of the dirty move but was grateful for the distraction it resulted in. It was just him and the Hogwarts boy now. He seized his school's flag and pushed it into place, wheeling to protect it from the other student that he knew was right behind him.

He didn't know what happened next. He couldn't explain it. Dolf froze up seeing a field full of red-flagged tents. It looked like Hogwarts had claimed every other one of the bases, leaving Base 6 their sole target. Dolf's eyes narrowed in frustration. He knew this field was full of his teammates. What the hell were they doing out there that had made them fall behind like this? Taking a walk? Having a snack? Smelling the goddamn roses? This was ridiculous. Mindlessly, Dolf drifted away from the base, caught up in his head. He resisted the urge to shout at his teammates, though he really, really wanted to. Durmstrang! Get off your asses!

A flurry of activity behind Dolf brought him back to the real world after another angry moment, and he realized with shame that now he was the one that needed to get off his ass. While he'd been whining about his team's shortcomings, he'd left Base 6 behind. All of that hard work to capture it was swept away as the Ilvermorny girl from earlier tossed her flag into the rafters, getting her victory after all. To make matters worse, she'd taken prisoners during her crusade, sending two of Dolf's comrades into "jail". He recognized Maksim's little brother as one of the captives and shook his head. He couldn't stand idly by when it was probably his fault that they'd been captured in the first place.

Dolf considered his options as he spun back around to face the base. If he reclaimed it, both prisoners would be free by default, and Durmstrang would regain their territory. He had a feeling that such a thing was easier said than done, though. That Ilvermorny girl had taken a base and two competitors down in one effortless movement. Dolf was intimidated, to say the least. He wasn't sure he wanted to challenge her directly. It felt safer to skirt around the flags and go right for the jail, where they might not be paying so much attention. Dolf jogged for the area and watched his surroundings, preparing himself for an ambush. He tried to get Slava's attention as he neared the younger boy without being too obvious about it.

With any luck, Dolf would be able to rescue both prisoners and escape the scene before anyone noticed anything wrong. Of course, there were a lot of factors that could screw with his plans. If he had to make a quick decision, he was closer to Slava than to the other girl. Freeing one captive was better than freeing no captives. Reminding himself that worrying accomplished nothing, Dolf set a course for his teammates and hoped that he'd be able to make up for his bout of idleness.

ACTION: Attempt to save allies at Base 6
(if only one can be saved, rescue Slava Preobrazhensky)

STR 10 || EVA 8 || ACC 8 || ARC 7 || WIS 2 || STA 10
Monster Hunter || Martial Artist || Fearless

Interacting with @Thora Larkston's iNPC.

Charles sighed in disappointment. He was sitting on the grass in the jail at base 7. He was still so tier form the running and he didn't expect to feel that fear again. So he just froze like the coward he was. And now he was sitting on the grass sighing knowing that probrally no body on his team would travel to the furthest base just to save him. "I really am pathetic aren't I?" Charles said to nobody in particular, but the girl from Ilvermorny. As Charles felt sorry for himself he looked around the field. Hogwarts and Durmstrang where tied with two bases. While Ilvermorny had three bases under their wing.

We'll Charles knew one thing was gonna happen that did happen. Hogwarts was targeted like crazy. Charles didn't know why but he actually felt like the other students hated his school. Maybe it was just because this was what it was like when schools competed in sports. Charles didn't know this was his first time doing it. And seeing it made Charles so confused, nobody seemed to really be thinking about it. They just ran and hoped for the best. "Am I overthinking things?" Charles asked the girl that appeared to still be catching her breath. "Oh sorry, my name is Charles." He said politely.

"I should stop talking and let you focus sorry." Charles said honestly. He really didn't care who won and he didn't want to distract this girl. From doing her best, and who knows maybe she could win this for her team. Charles thought about how he could distract her and possibly make her fail. But that was just wrong and evil. Well in Charles' mind it was anyway. So as he sat alone in the jail zone he thought to himself. Hmmmm its so boring just sitting here. I should practice unseating and setting my fangs but that takes too much work. I think I'm just gonna sit here and think of the past.

Action Sitting in Jail Zone at base 7.

Interact with : @Ariana Walker | Mentioning : Serena Towers as Arjan Oberoi.

Cash squinting their eyes against the sun that beat down on all the players that playing on the field. The other part of the field some have protection and some only just have a tad bit of protection. While waiting for the other players battling it out whose going to claimed other bases, the Slytherin girl sat on the grass.

Not awhile later, Ariana done the same thing as the purple haired girl. “Mierda que hace mucho calor por aquí...(Shit! It's really hot around here)”She speak lowly to herself. Cash subtlety then turned their head toward the girl sitting beside them. They catch the girl speak in Spanish but did not comment on it.

"Come on, guys!"Cash cheered for their fellow Hogwarts but slowly the Hogwarts players filled up the Jail zone. Cash then stands up from where they situated. "This is not looking good, is it?"The inquires the other girl that still sitting on the grass. Cash look towards other bases. Two was possessed by Durmstrang and three by Ilvermony.

Their own school only had two. Still it is a small victory. Then the boy that Cash beat earlier come charging towards both of the Hogwarts student base. The boy look like a man on a mission and his mission did not failed him this time around. The boy quickly change the color of the flap. From gold onto blue.

The look on the boy face raise a smirk on the green eyes girl. The boy stucked out his hand and about to tapped both of Cash and Ariana. "Corre maldita sea, corre! (run damn it, run!)"Cash warned the other girl. It looks like their warning a bit too late reaching the other girl ears. Cash run out from the first base as fast as they can.

When they in safe distance, they looked back. It seems the hunky boy succeeded captured Ariana and sent the poor girl onto the jail zone. While running to avoid Arjan grasps, Cash calculates their next strategy. They stand in the field catching their breath. With a big gulp of air that they inhale, they wipe the sweat that running down their face.

The higher the sun on the sky get, the air around them getting hotter. From where they stand, they are near the last three bases. Cash wanted to take back the first base back but then the Durmstrang boy surely will know that tactic. Cash will not use the same strategy like the Durmstarng boy. With a sure nod and a smirk, Cash charging to their new intended base.

Action : Attempting to capture Base #7 for Hogwarts.
Stats : Stamina - 6 | Evasion - 4 | Strength - 6 | Wisdom - 4 | Arcane Power - 4 | Accuracy - 6
Ability : Parselmouth (not applicable for this).