Hufflepuff v Gryffindor Broom Race Summer Games 2022

18 hours left for players to post and captains to send strategy

Stamina: 8 + 3 = 11
Evasion: 9 + 3 = 12
Strength: 9 + 3 = 12
Wisdom: 5 + 3 = 8
Arcane Power: 5 + 3 = 8
Accuracy: 6 + 3 = 9

Silver Arrow, plus 3 to all stats

Dhampir, third year

Marina was quite exited this was going to be her first broom race. Marina looked around the stadium. It was absolutely massive! She was starting to wonder whether signing up for this had been a good idea. She forced the doubt out of her mind and focused on the race that lay ahead of her.

Stats: Stamina: 6-Evasion: 5-Strength: 5-Wisdom: 7-ArcPower: 5-Accuracy:7
Broom: Silver Arrow
Actions: Arriving
Abilities: None

interacting with all the gryff racers, especially @Marina Oriel

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

Action: as strategized Stats: stamina: 5 8 | evasion: 8 11 | strength: 3 6 | wisdom: 7 10 | arcane power: 5 8 | accuracy: 8 11 Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 all stats) Top Speed: 5

George let out a groan of frustration as he aimed to impress nobody in particular with an early cast, only to find Xailah's grip on her wand was tighter than he had hoped. He'd had his tongue sticking out of his mouth and everything, trying to make it go off perfect. Now he was half as far into the race as anyone else. Well, everyone but one person. George blinked in surprise as a projectile flew past him, turning on his broom to get a look at the source.

He broke into a giant grin at the half-giant, only to immediately suppress it into a gleeful scowl. Of course Hugh was throwing stuff rather than trying to move forward in the race. He'd have better luck slugging Jack with a rock than trying to fit himself through all the narrow passages.

"That's not very sportsmanlike!" George scolded the Gryffindor, looking ahead in the race at Jack, who had deftly dodged the attack. He considered his brother in badgerdom for a moment before turning back to look at Hugh. He cupped his mouth as if he were whispering, even though he had to yell to cover the distance. "Give him one more, you'll get him!"

Action: Encouraging people to hurt his teammate + strategized action

“Luck’s got nothin’ to do with it,” Nicholas beamed at Serena, feigning innocence as he pulled a headband over his noggin with his free hand, pushing his mess of brown locks out of his eyes and away from his face. Still, it was her words to her own captain that caught Nicholas’s attention, it seemed that their newfound captain had also opted to ride a Nimbus 1700.

It was a good broom, if not quite as elegant as the Silver Arrow. Still, it was the bloom that had seen Gryffindor felled by Ravenclaw, and he’d be damned if he didn’t learn from his mistakes in that respect. The broom was fast, and he’d no intention of letting himself fall behind once more. He winked at the opposing captain, before he too mounted his Nimbus.

It was as he took to the sky, preparing to set off that he finally noticed Warren’s arrival, the older Hufflepuff barely managing to reach the starting line before the race commenced.

With the rest of ruby and gold racers, Nicholas prepared himself at the starting line. He breathed in deeply once, then out, then in again, and then, they were off. Letting instinct takeover, he barely even bothered to look at those around him, including the bundimun that some sadistic soul had opted to place right by the starting line. The acid splashed against his leg, and he hissed through his teeth as he felt it burn its way through boot and uniform alike.

Still, he dared not slow down, not even as he came toward the tunnel. He was toward the front of the pack as he shot into the narrow passageway. Fortunately, he did manage to enter the tunnel without doing any serious damage to his body. Unfortunately, he found himself scraping against the wall for the entire time he remained within it, the beginnings of a graze forming along his arm even as he flew forward. Everything was certain to ache come the morning.

He’d no time to worry about that though, not when there were other racers to beat. Serena, and a younger Hufflepuff that Nicholas didn’t recognise, had joined him toward the front of the assembled racers.

“Come off it, Towers!” He shouted at the sixth year, “We both know what happened last time we rushed past the Willow!”

Stats: STA: 12 | EVA: 7 (6) | STR: 15 (14) | WIS: 7 (6) | ARC: 4 | ACC: 8 (6) Abilities: Foulplay | Statistically Relevant | Fearless Broom: Nimbus 1700 (+2 ACC +1 EVA +1 WIS +1 STR, Top Speed 6) Action: Strategised

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

Interacting with @Athena McClenin and @Nicholas McCowan

"Clearly," She teased Jack, her voice heavily dripping in sarcasm with a playful roll of her eyes as he sprinted in 'right on time'. Making her way to the starting line once everyone had arrived, she closed her eyes for a moment and exhaled deeply to calm herself. It was moments like this when she thought having Pizza Rat as a comfort rat with her would be very soothing to her nerves. But she also knew that those feelings would quickly turn into panic if he was whomped by the willow tree.

The race immediately began with disaster. Serena saw the bundimun but avoiding it was another matter entirely. She muttered curses under her breath, gritting her teeth and inhaling sharply as she was hit. It hurt like hell but she did not have the time to stop. This was a race, after all!

Navigating through some passageways as smoothly as she could, she exhaled a breath of relief as she managed to make it through. Perhaps she was getting better at this... Or at the very least, she was managing it slightly more smoothly thus far - aside from the burning sensation from those stupid bundimun things. From the corner of her eye, she spotted her teammates - and opponents. "You're doing well, Athena," She encouraged her as loudly as she could muster, hoping she was doing okay despite the trouble she had in some of the obstacles.

Unfortunately, the captain of the Gryffindor team was there too. Unable to shake him off, she grinned, "Watch yourself, McCowan," She yelled back at him, in an almost threatening tone of voice, "I don't make the same mistake twice," She continued. She might have lost that time but... this time was different. Serena had learned her lesson from it - or at least, she was secretly very desperately hoping that she had.

She did not really have time to stop or focus on that though. There were other racers catching up behind her. It was a now-or-never sort of situation.

ACTION: Whatever the captain wants!

Sta: 10 13 | Eva: 14 17 | Str: 2 5 | Wis: 15 18 | AP: 5 8 | Acc: 15 20
Broom: Pine Chopper +3 to all stats [added above for ease] | Top Speed: 6
Relevant Abilities: Goblin Armour, Evasive Maneuvers, Paragon of Health
Goblin Armour: Slot 1 & 2: +2 Accuracy [added above for ease]
[Allies for Paragon of Health: Jack Warren and Simon Kincaid]

Full Moderation Details Below:

Reducio

STATISTICS:

Stamina: 10 (+3) = 13
Evasion: 14 + (3) = 17
Strength: 2 + (3) = 5
Wisdom: 15 + (3) = 18
Arcane Power: 5 + (3) = 8
Accuracy: 15 + 2* + (3) =20

* From Goblin Armour [Fifth Year]

BROOM:

Pine Chopper
This slender Scots Pine would make a fine Christmas Tree but this tree was modified with purpose. A metallic framed seat complete with windshield and stirrups has been added at the back, serving as the tree's counterweight. This sturdy, reliable tree that will definitely get the job done.
Stats: +3 to every stat [Added above for ease]
Speed: Top Speed is 6, however when you reach a speed of 6 this increases to a 10% chance that you will auto miss (with anything requiring an accuracy roll) and you will be auto-hit (with anything requiring a dodge roll).
Ability: Immune to broken broomshaft.
This broom is intended to carry multiple people. When someone uses the catch option to rescue a falling teammate, they can catch one additional teammate in a given round. This broom can carry up to four users. If the user has the ability Catch then a user can catch an indefinite number of teammates in a round, but for each person they catch after the first there is a stacking 20% auto-failure chance. Returning users to their broom is a free action for the owner of the blue bottle, but those being returned to their broom need to use their action getting to their broom. Only one person can be returned to their broom as a free action (for the owner) per round, they can use their action to return a second user however.
May attach a compass

ABILITIES

Part-Goblin
1. Gobbledegook: N/A
2. Evasive Maneuvers: 10% Auto-Dodge
3. Wandless Magic
4. Beastmaster: N/A
5. Goblin Armour: +2 Accuracy
6. Paragon of Health: +10% temporary health points from your stamina (Allies: Jack Warren and Simon Kincaid)

Outfit of the Day

The race started well enough, but he obviously figured somebody would target him, considering that he generally made a target of himself. That's why he always made it a point to be able to dodge anything that came his way. Jack would slip and weave like a boxer in the ring as he rode, so his movement was the only reason he could slip past the projectile that Hugh flung his way.

Glancing backward, the boy would throw up a middle finger at Hugh while blowing a raspberry back at all who had followed behind. Hearing George's taunting made Jack more inspired to talk shit. "Ey, Gorgie! I think I'm gonna have some fried lion tonight because it looks like they're gonna crash and burn!

Action: Doin' what I'm told

Sta 710| Eva 1316|Str 1013| Wis 58| Arc 710| Acc 1013

Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)

Abilities: Fearless & Charmer

⬩Cat's Grace |☆| Blindvision⬩

Between the banter and talk of leaf-laden brooms, both of which garnered small half-smiles and nods, there was one conversation Xailah had unintentionally picked out and tuned in on: Della and Marinas. She did not turn to either girl, she simply listened idly while she watched the interactions unfold between lion and badger. There was something about hearing Della reassure Marina that made Xailah feel incredibly old. And yet, a warm fuzzy feeling had also begun to spread in her chest as she listened to the quiet assurances between the younger girls. Months ago, Della had been the one the team was often reassuring; now in a phase of role reversal, the white haired child was comforting their newest, littlest lion. It was sweet. The act in itself reflected incredible growth and comfort. And it wasn't just Della, the Gryffindor team as a whole had grown so much since their first race- since their first meeting- and in such a short amount of time. The concept truly was a fleeting one.

An obvious shift in demeanor for both competitors came during the lineup and start of the race. Surprisingly the change wasn't by much, although there was a more... literal quality to the jests exchanged between teams. Everyone shot into the sky without much hesitation, bold and confident. They would not know until it was too late, but something had been waiting for the racers not far from the starting line. The teams whistled by, oblivious to the obstacle they would scrape dangerously close to. Maybe they were going too fast to see it. To be fair, it wasn't the most obvious thing in the world. A rain of sticky acid came pouring down on the racers, finding landing on some of their clothes and exposed skin. Xailah was one of the few that had managed to move out of the way in time.

She could tell this track was going to be the most interesting one by far- if the bundimun was anything to go by. Rarely was there ever an obstacle right out of the gate. Usually the only thing you needed to worry about that early on was the other racers. They had a tendency to get trigger happy. Which speaking of, the badgers had already made their first assault. Or rather, attempted assault. The haze of a spell grazed by Xailahs peripheral; and almost naturally, she turned back to see who the spell-flinging culprit was. George. She could only leer at him through her goggles while he mouthed something to Hugh. She would have liked to call to him- taunt or maybe press him, but with a tunnel coming up she needed to place her focus ahead.

Hunkering close to her broomshaft, Xailah prepared to go through the passageway. It was easy enough to pass through at first, but the longer she spent in it the narrower she felt it was getting. Maybe the number of racers passing through it was to blame. Or maybe it really was getting smaller. Whatever the case may be, she later found herself driven into a wall. The impact wasn't enough to jostle her, but it was definitely going to leave her with a mean bruise in a few hours. Soon the racers would breach the mouth of the passage. Xailah made note of who was around her- most of her team, some of the badgers, some from both parties were nowhere to be found nearby but could be spotted a few ways ahead. An interesting start so far. One could only imagine what else the racers were to face. Oh my, was that a tree in the distance?

D'Artagnan

Model: Silver Arrow Effects: +3 to all stats. Speed: 5 ────────────────────────────────────────── Stam- 15 Eva- 16 Str- 5 Wis- 19 Arc- 7 Acc- 13