Oh Sweet Anticipation Quidditch Match

Serena flew back over to their Seeker, ready to catch her. But their captain took the hit instead and was now falling! “Shit!” Serena cursed under her breath. She sped over, praying that she would make it in time to catch him. And she did it! Serena had saved him! As Quinn praised her, Serena got a big smile on her face.

“Thanks Cap! Now where to?” She added, ready to go wherever her captain wanted.

Action: Doing as strategized

STATISTICS:
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 7
Strength: 5
Wisdom: 7
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 7
BROOM:
Shooting Star
Racing broom made since 1950 : most affordable and perfect for beginners!
Stats: +1 Evasion and +1 Stamina (added for ease)
ABILITIES:
None at this time

His moment had come. Glancing around the field he had seen his opportunity. Already down a seeker, Espen knew that if Drumstrang did not play smart, they could lose. Loss was unacceptable. The game could be won by quaffle scores, but this was not a common occurrence and despite his role being one that was to take the said quaffle and score those goals, Espen was not about to play fair. Turning away from his traditional position role, the charged towards the Hufflepuff seeker. Eyes locked, he was bound and determined to knock her off her broom. He did not expect such a large boy to interfere at the last minute but it did not matter. Frustrated, he flew straight into the boy, somehow knocking the giant mass of flesh from his broom. Maybe it was the quick smile he flashed at the boy right before dropping his shoulder into the rival player? Whatever it was, he had distracted the boy enough preventing him from bracing, successfully blatching the yellow garbed player.

"FOUL! A lap around the stadium for Espen Kvalheim!" He heard his name shouted by the announcer as he was given his penalty lap. He knew it was coming but had hoped that maybe the foul would not have been noticed. As he started his lap around the field, he briefly glimpsed a flash of yellow come in last minute and save the falling boy Espen had just successfully destroyed. Never a break. He would sign to himself a bit annoyed. Again useless to his team, he continued his lap as fast as he could.

Stamina: 10 (13)	Evasion: 10 (13)	Abilities: Charmer Effect: -1 accuracy to all of your opponents (as defined at the start of the instance regardless of later betrayal)
Strength: 5 (8)	Wisdom: 0 (3)	Broom: Silver Arrow | +3 to all stats as indicated by the bold numbers in (#)
Arcane Power: 0 (3)	Accuracy: 10 (13)	Position: First-String Chaser

Action: Taking a penalty lap

Round IV

Chasers

First Quaffle Round

Hufflepuff:
Annie Morgan: Lifeguard duty - Saved Serena Towers
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Sharing Broom - Beater Move
Aaron Jones: Alley Oop

Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Quaffle Grab AUTO-GRAB
Hanzo Fransson & Ella Forsberg: Blatch Saskia Nicholson [d20: 20] + 10 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Saskia Nicholson: Evasion Check [d20: 9] + 9 = 18 [FAIL]
Espen Kvalheim: Penalty Lap

Second Quaffle Round

Hufflepuff:
Annie Morgan: Lifeguard duty - Saved Serena Towers
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Sharing Broom - Beater Move
Aaron Jones: Alley Oop

Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Quaffle Grab AUTO-GRAB
Hanzo Fransson & Ella Forsberg: Blatch Saskia Nicholson [d20: 20] + 10 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Saskia Nicholson: Evasion Check [d20: 9] + 9 = 18 [FAIL]
Espen Kvalheim: Penalty Lap

Third Quaffle Round

Hufflepuff:
Annie Morgan: Lifeguard duty - Saved Serena Towers
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Sharing Broom - Beater Move
Aaron Jones: Alley Oop

Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Quaffle Grab AUTO-GRAB
Hanzo Fransson & Ella Forsberg: Blatch Saskia Nicholson [d20: 20] + 10 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Saskia Nicholson: Evasion Check [d20: 9] + 9 = 18 [FAIL]
Espen Kvalheim: Penalty Lap

Results

An uncontested quaffle made it swift and easy for Durmstrang's top chaser! Must've come to Greta as a breath of fresh air, for once not having to fight for the Quaffle. Espen was flying around the quidditch stadium due to her foul move last round. Hanzo and Ella however immediately started this round hard, Saskia Nicholson had intercepted them and sacrificed herself. Saskia was seen plummeting to the cold, hard ground. Aaron threw their Seeker with dedication and focus towards the snitch. However! Light was at the end of the tunnel as Annie quickly rescued Serena Towers and caught her on her broom!

Keepers

First Score Attempt

Hufflepuff:
Willow Anderson: Penalty Lap
Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Score Attempt [AUTO-SCORE]
Romeo Marchonné: Blatch Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy [d20: 19] + 11 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Evasion Check [d20: 16] + 6 = 22 [FAIL]

Second Score Attempt:

Hufflepuff:
Willow Anderson: Penalty Lap
Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Score Attempt [AUTO-SCORE]
Romeo Marchonné: Blatch Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy [d20: 19] + 11 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Evasion Check [d20: 16] + 6 = 22 [FAIL]

Third Score Attempt:

Hufflepuff:
Willow Anderson: Penalty Lap
Durmstrang:
Greta Fransson: Score Attempt [AUTO-SCORE]
Romeo Marchonné: Blatch Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy [d20: 19] + 11 = 30 [SUCCESS]
Serena Bowen & Quinn Healy: Evasion Check [d20: 16] + 6 = 22 [FAIL]

Results:

OOF! What a bummer for Hufflepuff! Durmstrang already had a lead with the quaffle scores and now they were just rubbing it in. Probably a very painful moment for Hufflepuff's loyal keeper. Romeo however followed their team captain's lead and also got intercepted by the Serena-Quinn combo. Both trying to stay on the broom, but to no avail. It seemed to rain badgers today.

Beaters

Hufflepuff:
Saskia Nicholson: Defending
Quinn Healy: Defending

Durmstrang:
Vyacheslav Aleksandrovich Preobrazhensky: Bludger [d20: 5] + 13 = 18
Serena Towers: Evasion Check [d20: 18] + 13 = 31
Vyacheslav Aleksandrovich Preobrazhensky: Calming Presence (1-10 = auto-hit) [d100: 76] [FAIL]

Kolya Mikhailov: Bludger [d20: 11] + 13 = 24 [HIT]
Serena Towers: Evasion Check [d20: 10] + 13 = 23
Serena Towers: Evasive Maneuvers (1-10 = autododge) [d100: 37] [FAIL]
Kolya Mikhailov: Broken Broomshaft (1-25 = successful) [d100: 27] [FAIL]

Hufflepuff Damage:
None.

Durmstrang Damage:
Kolya Mikhailov:
75 x 13 = 975 damage dealt to Serena.
Serena Towers:
500 - 975 = -475 [Knocked off broom][Saved]

Results:

Vyacheslav shot another bludger towards Serena Towers, but she swiftly maneuvered out of its devastating path. However Kolya had more luck this round and a cracking sound reverberated through the stadium. Hufflepuff's Seeker wasn't able to dodge another of those cannonballs and plummeted like so many of the Badgers towards the ground.

Seekers

Hufflepuff:
Snitch Catch DC: 25
Serena Towers: Alley Oop 1 [d20: 4] + 13 = 17 [FAIL]
Alley Oop 2 [d20: 13] + 13 = 26

Durmstrang:
Snitch Search DC: 25
Ella Forsberg: Blatching

Results:

Durmstrang's seeker being occupied by blatching an opponent only made room for Serena Towers, with the help of Aaron he threw her towards the Snitch, but alas. To no avail.

Scoreboard

Hufflepuff: 20
Durmstrang: 90

Action: Benched and cheering on Durmstrang

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She could see the snitch. She could see it but it was... so far away. It was almost impossible. There was no way... The doubts seeped into her mind. That was when she saw him - her dear friend. Well... she had only really spoken to him once or twice outside of Quidditch training. In fact, he was pretty new to the team. Did she really even know much about him other than that he was the Co-Captain? No. Not really. But in this field, right now, he offered his support and made him a friend by default. Her grip tightened on the broom, as she nodded in the direction she needed to go.

And yeeeeet. She yeeted closer to the snitch but she flew past it, missing it entirely. Abruptly turning her broom, she dived forward trying to catch up to it but it was moving faster than her and much more unpredictably so. She had failed to catch it, missing the vital opportunity to end this game early and save the hell that was ensuing around her.

Play Quidditch, they said. It would be fun, they said. It was safer than a Hogwarts ball, they said. It was better than a camp out, they said. It was far more pleasant than duelling, they said. Well... they were all wrong. Serena J. Towers knew in that very moment that everyone was wrong. This was not safe. This was nowhere near safe. It was nothing short of brutal.

Around her was chaos. Everything was... a disaster. They needed to score... but holding onto the broom seemed to be the priority right now.

"SAS! QUINN!" She screamed as she watched two of her closest friends on the team fall from their brooms. They... took the hit for her. Both of those attacks were meant for her, she knew that, they knew that, everyone knew that... She saw the chaser that had already attempted to blatch her come at her again - this time with Ella on his back - and that keeper make another attempt too. They almost got her. No... they would have gotten her. If it was not for the sacrifices of her teammates. Though she did not know Serena Bowen well, she watched the chaser bravely take the hit for her too. They all did.

It was hard to prevent her eyes from watering up. No matter how much she ducked and dived, they were coming for her - without shame, without mercy. They were willing to cheat and batter their way through every single teammate of hers. Quinn had already taken hits for her this game. He had already fallen for her. And yet now... here they were, falling again. There was no way she could save all three of her fallen comrades. It was impossible. A few tears streamed down her face at the sight of everyone taking hits that were made for her.

Nonetheless, she dived, attempting to do so. She had to try. "ARE. YOU. FUCKING. KIDDING?" She screeched at the top of her voice, clearly getting really annoyed by the constant barrage of attacks coming at her. It was perhaps some sort of cruel irony that if they had just... focused on the game instead of murdering her, Durmstrang likely would have won by now. Her attempts at saving her teammates were lost as the bludgers came for her. The beaters were relentless, or perhaps they were just desperate.

The same beater as before launched on at her. Swerving out of the way, she managed to get out of the bludger's projectile but it did not help. The second beater appeared, whacking the other at her. Serena turned sharply, "Uh," She groaned as she tried to move out of the way. She could do this. She could d- Nope. She was too late. The bludger clipped, hitting her with a sound that echoed in her ears loud enough to drown out the sound of anyone cheering or clapping, at the very least. The pain surged through her body once more. Her hand loosened. It became far too difficult to grasp the handle of her broom.

Her body ached. Everything hurt. But... at least... she could rest now. It was over. It was finally ov- Someone caught her. Looking at the saviour, she spotted one of the chasers, "Thanks.." She groaned out, fighting through the pain. Panting, she held onto Annie and attempted to regain some focus and composure. She gritted her teeth, wiping her face with the sleeve of her top roughly.

The new arrivals appeared on the pitch, including two of her closest friends. Rosie Parker was perhaps the most adorable, the sweetest person she knew. Serena ought to cheer her on, encourage her to score. But she was angry. And hurt. And nothing good was going to come out of her mouth. Not right now. She looked towards the other - Reid Kovacs. They had been friends since their first year. They had been through hell together and back at the campout and... this was starting to feel a lot like hell, "KOVACS!" She screamed at the top of her lungs in a tone of voice that was unlike one normally heard by her, "WRECK 'EM!" It was full of anger. Reid told her to give 'em hell. She had done that to the best of her abilities - and she had been given hell in return. Now it was his turn. It was all of their turns. The remaining players had to avenge their fallen comrades.

She knew Durmstrang would not give up easily. They would come after her, again and again and again. Until her blood spilled over the grass below. She knew that. But there was a chance. A small glimmer of hope. That the rest of the team... will destroy them in her place. The badger was far too irritated by their cheating to be supportive or friendly anymore. At this point, she was just mad. They had taken out three of her teammates in minutes... This was not a game. This was war. Badger rage mode: on.

ACTION: Whatever Captain Healy / Co-Captain Jones tells me to do~

FOR MOD - Stats:

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POSITION:

Seeker: First-String

STATISTICS:

Stamina: 7 (+3) = 10
Evasion: 10 + (3) = 13
Strength: 1+ (3) = 4
Wisdom: 11 + (3)  = 14
Arcane Power: 4 + (3) = 7
Accuracy: 10 + (3) =13

BROOM:

Silver Arrow
Handmade by Leonard Jewkes and can reach speeds of 68 mph. 
Stats: +3 to every stat [Added above for ease]

ABILITIES:

Race: Part-Goblin
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers

Action: KO’d
@Griseldis Edelhardt

Action Benched and laughing at Willow

Mentioning: Greta, Kolya, Hanzo, and Ella as well as the cheaterpuff and the goblinpuff

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Stats:
Sta: 6 (7) ✦ Wis: 3
Eva: 5 (6) ✦ AP: 4
Str: 10 ✦ Acc: 7 (9)
Ability: Martial Artist

Position:Fourth-string Chaser
Broom: Comet 180 +2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 stamina

While it was a bit of a drag to watch everyone else out on the field in the midst of chaos, Elias did enjoy seeing his team demolish Hogwarts. After all, this was probably the biggest match for Durmstrang in a while. He was grateful enough to be present at the moment even if he didn't get all the glory.

But that subtle disappointment in the back of his mind completely disappeared when Elias saw one of his teammates make two poor Hufflepuffs lose their balance on their brooms. He, and the rest of the Durmstrang students in the stands roared with pride for the boy.

Actions: Benched

Stats & Abilities

Second-String Chaser

Stamina: 10
Evasion: 7
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 5
Arcpower: 5
Accuracy: 7

a1. Evasive Maneuvers
a2. Fearless

Broom: Silver Arrow