Camp '22 Summer Duelling Funtime Extravaganza, Match: 4

What?! Why the hell did he keep missing? And why the hell was Marchonne's doppelganger telling him not to swear? "No swearing, Marchonne? You've gotta be shitting me. You're really not going to like it when I tell you to fu--." He paused, his eyes narrowing at the boy. He noticed he was significantly smaller in size. Perhaps a younger brother or.. Just a coincidence? Who cared. He wasn't on his side, so he was going down. Well, eventually. Everyone was fair game... Except his team mate, that was.

Action: As strategized.

ROUND THREE

Another plethora of spells exploded over the arena as the six duelists tried their hardest to knock each other out while simultaneously avoiding being knocked out themselves. This set of incantations seemed to be a contest on which could be the loudest.

A stormcloud rose over the foreign students, courtesy of Everly. Over the crackle of lightning and the peal of thunder, the gales from Callie's attempted Ventus, though strong and unusually large in scope, only managed to whistle across the arena, adding to the eerie noise of weather while hitting no one. Piérre decided to join in on the festivities by conjuring up a considerable batch of firecrackers that spread haphazardly throughout the stage. Though aimed well at first, the strong, buffeting winds whipped them aside, letting them explode harmlessly away from the duelists (though they did explode a little bit too close to the spectators, if the audible yelps were any indication).

Beatrice continued towards her goal to be the next Top Teammate of the Year by extinguishing the raging fires off of her partner's clothes.

On the other hand, foreign students Felix Kolbeck and Dylan Rhys, flopped their spells—this being Felix's third failed attack in a row. Seems he was trying for another, less flattering award this time around.

Overall, though nothing seemed to have progressed during those set of spells, the replacement moderator was sure that the duelists were just setting up for a more precise, strategic, and excited attack in the following moments.

One can only hope.

Information

1. You have 96 hours from this post's timestamp to owl your moves to me (Dmitri Jones) and to make your 50+ word post.
2. Do not hint at your move in your post, as this can give an advantage to the other teams.
3. Remember to send your move and make your post before the deadline. If either of these are not completed in time, your move will be void.
4. Your stats, abilities, and spells are considered locked for this duel. If any are added to your trunk since the duel began, they may not be used.
5. If you have any questions or feedback regarding this post, please feel free to owl or DM me.
6. Handy links: Duelling Rules, Duelling Spells, and the most recent patch.
7. Good luck and happy duelling!

Felix Kolbeck
@Winnie Harper

House Colours: Hufflepuff

Piérre trilled in his accent aloud as he twirled his wand quickly. “Anyone like fireworks?! They're such a blast! Nec Divinos Crepitus!”

Tens of violet crackers exploded from his snallygaster wand and gunned for the girl in the gales, but the wind blew them aside with little ceremony and they whirled into the crowd.

Piérre flinched. “Oops... SORRY 'BOUT THAT!”

He didn't have time to worry about that for long, though, as his pointed ear picked up the whistling of spells coming his way. First was a breeze of wind, which the lad ended up crouching and covering his head to avoid, his hag stone bumping on the outside of his shirt now. Just as well that he had opted to duck, for a spell streaked over his head just as he had lowered his stance. Glancing back, he noted the leather boy following through and calling him... Marchonné?

“STAHP SWEARING!” the kid emphasized on hearing "shitting", pointing his wand at him accusingly as he stood up and Everly's storm whipped up overhead. Piérre's white yew wood had a few small leaf buds growing out of the grain, which Piérre picked off one by one as he continued. “And just cuz I have a hard-ah time talking normally sometimes doesn't give-ah you the right to try and tie my tongue up! Joke's on-ah you cuz I talk better like-ah that anyways!” he slipped into a heavily accented, teasingly scolding rant as he prepped his next spell.

Doing as Strategized

Felix continued to grind his teeth together when his spell ONCE AGAIN MISSED. Was there something wrong with his eyesight? Did he have to go to a healer? What the hell was going on? Surely not all of these twerps were quick enough to dodge his spells. "It's not because of how you speak, it's because you're annoying." He snapped back at the thorn in his side that refused to get tongue tied.

Action: As strategized.

“Metelojinx,” Everly muttered, a storm working itself into the making, black clouds rising over the foreign team’s heads. The spell wasn’t one she’d used too often, but she hoped the storm would prove useful.

Three of the same spell would come her way, whipping up everything in its path. Quickly, she managed to dodge all of them, though one came a little too close for comfort. Everly brushed her hair back and tucked the flowers in a little more, preparing herself for whatever was next.

action: as strategized
sta 6 eva 13 str 0 wis 8 arc 5 acc 10 | seer / blindvision

Maybe Callie needed to take drastic action to turn her luck around. Maybe she had to start chewing four leaf clovers. Maybe she just needed to cry a little. The girl wasn’t too sure about all that, just that this sucked rather badly. Duelling was fun at the best of times but situations like this made her want to curl up into a hedgehog like ball…or just consume a load of sweets afterward.

ROUND FOUR

Ravenclaw figured it was time to finally work together to try to achieve something this duel. Both duelists, Callie and Beatrice, decided on a joint attack on Felix. With coordinated wand movements and clear incantations, their sights were locked on the foreigner. Though both offensive spells were impeccably cast, only Callie's found its target, hitting the boy on the leg.

Taking note of this, both boys from the visiting team of duelists took up their wands and fired... fire at a hapless Pierre. Unlike the Ravenclaws, Dylan and Felix both hit their targets, setting the Gryffindor on fire—on multiple places, no less. His shirt and pants could be seen smoldering from a ways away.

This seemed to shock the Gryffindors so much that all they could do was to stare slack-jawed at the slowly-growing flames on Pierre.

With all teams sustaining some form of injury, the verdict of the duel still hangs in the balance.

Information

1. You have 96 hours from this post's timestamp to owl your moves to me (Dmitri Jones) and to make your 50+ word post.
2. Do not hint at your move in your post, as this can give an advantage to the other teams.
3. Remember to send your move and make your post before the deadline. If either of these are not completed in time, your move will be void.
4. Your stats, abilities, and spells are considered locked for this duel. If any are added to your trunk since the duel began, they may not be used.
5. If you have any questions or feedback regarding this post, please feel free to owl or DM me.
6. Handy links: Duelling Rules, Duelling Spells, and the most recent patch.
7. Good luck and happy duelling!