CL BROOM RACING - GRYFFINDOR vs. RAVENCLAW - FALL 2022

@Ari Gwild@Hunter Argentum@Bloom Silverton@Harper Jordan@Clair Fernandez@Nicholas McCowan

Another day, another race. The gryffindors were not looking as scary as they used to. They really needed to stop Nicholas from stepping down, but they didn’t. Talk about a downgrade. She was pretty sure no one could beat her boyfriend's awesome captaincy skill, and with him not on the captain throne anymore, their awesomeness went from 100 to 0.

The Ravenclaw won two times in a row, and, for whatever crazy miracle, they defeated the lion team before. Maybe Aurora was not the worst captain ever existed, either that or the birds were just really skillful. “Okay Badass Broom Birbs, did you all get enough sleep? have you all eaten yet?” Sleep and food are two most important things pre race. It wouldn’t be a funny scene if one of them would fall asleep on the broom mid race. “Remember our training, just do your best, you are all awesome and I love you all so much with a quarter of my heart because the other quarter is for someone and the rest is for Lucifur and BEWARE OF THE PIGEONS! THE PIGEONSSS!” Whomping Willow, boggarts, doxies, they were so last season. Naturally, they shouldn’t hurt fellow birds of course. Though the racers are all humans and maybe some of them were not completely human, the Ravenclaws were some kind of birds as well. “DON’T HURT THEM THEY ARE FRIENDS!” She didn’t know if those birds were real or transfigured, either fact should be taken seriously because if they moved, therefore they were alive.

Last but not least, after she gave her cool and short speech about pigeons, she’d look for Nicholas and said, “AND GOOD LUCK NICHOLAS YOU LOOK GOOD TODAY!”. Not forgetting a blow of a kiss towards his direction.

Sta - 5 | Eva - 15 | Str - 5 Wis - 8 | Arc - 4 | Acc - 11 Terrible Presence Evasive Maneuvers ● Components

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Action Here because I want the stats if we win

Stats: Sta: 15 - Eva: 6 - Wis: 10 - Str: 10 - Arc: 1 - Acc: 7 Abilities: Part-Giant Broom: Autumn Cruise (+2 All Stats aside from Evasion, Top Speed 5) Action: As strategized

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

Reducio

Extra notes:	broom in use is Silver Arrow	word count:	63
Action:	What the big boss says	Stats/Abilities:Stamina: 7 (10)| Evasion:7(10) | Strength:10(13) Wisdom: 6(9) | Arcane power:7(10) | Accuracy:7(10) +2 from Broom Race +1 from Quidditch Win Fearless. Prodigal Charms Learner.

Hunter offered two chocolate frogs to Harper and Clair to encourage the two of them for this ongoing race. Little conversation or explanation, but something to possibly help encourage the two in this dreadful match. Hunter himself was a bit nervous; surprised that he himself had decided to stay on the team despite his last incident of his wand knocking him off his broom. His wand had failed him not once but twice during his first race, and he was still a bit bitter about it. He sighed as he held onto his moontrimmer, waiting for the match to start wondering what else was bound to annoy him this match. His head slightly diverted to a pigeon just walking astray on the field. Approaching, and even picking it up, Hunter was astonished by the lack of fear or perhaps large amounts of comfort the birds had around people. Hunter could only wonder if he could create a new fearless potion from their feathers or brains as he released the bird back into the air.

Action: As strategized

It was finally another game. They had won over the summer in a landslide thanks to Bloom and her finishing the race. Now, they were up against Gryffindor with brand new obstacles that they have practiced through, but unsure of what it will be like as a whole.

Bloom held onto her broom and went to the line where she heard Aurora's words of encouragement. Other than the pigeons, it was pretty good. She gave a thumbs up to Aurora to show she acknowledged her and put both hands on the broom, looking forward to the next unit. It was always so difficult to determine what they were up against until they got there.

ACTION: As Strategized

STATS: Stamina - 10| Evasion - 10 11| Strength - 10 11| Wisdom - 11 12| ArcPower - 10 | Accuracy - 11 13
BROOM: Nimbus 1700 (+2 acc, +1 eva, +1 wis, +1 str) added above
ABILITIES: Lovely Creature & Muggle Condition

Nicholas’s first race without the captaincy, it was a peculiar feeling, not one that he relished nor longed to focus upon. Instead, he turned his attention to the race ahead, casting those uncomfortable feelings deep into his soul where they could linger and fester. His captaincy had been short, but he’d swiftly come to view himself and the role as one and the same. Taking to the field without that familiar position felt wrong somehow, as if he’d stepped out of the house naked.

He’d not exactly held any desire to give up his leadership. Alas, circumstances were as they were, and he was confident enough that the two second year girls could at least lead the pack of lions onward toward victory.

It didn’t change the fact that his mood was foul. Grumpy Nicholas, he supposed Aurora would dub him, had returned. Speaking of his girlfriend, the erstwhile captain of the opposing side cheered in equal measure for her won birds and for him.

His response to her was relatively lazy, a half-raised hand and a grunt that she could no doubt hear. There would be no bragging that morning, merely the brutal and efficient undertaking of his duty as a member of the racing team.

“Luck,” He half-growled to his team, ignoring the fluttering of the pigeons as Hugh sent them skyward, before swiftly mounting his broom.

Stats: STA: 12 | EVA: 7 (6) | STR: 16 (15) | 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

⬩Cat's Grace |☆| Blindvision⬩

There was nothing like a little rain to start the morning. It was a slow drizzle- nothing heavy enough to require an umbrella. Although she preferred a more violent rainfall, Xailah seemed just as pleased by this lighter one. A low-rolling mist crept underfoot, surrounding each racer. This was sure to be the most interesting race of the school year.

Pigeons cooed overhead (did Hogwarts always have this many pigeons?), eliciting an interesting response from some of the racers. Most ignored them, but a few others either expressed an avid adoration for them, or tried to scare them off. Xailah was admittedly indifferent towards the birds, seeing them as just another misunderstood creature. To say they had an undeserved bad rep was putting it lightly. You either loved them or you hated them.

The winged rats on the other hand seemed to love all, especially half-giant Hugh Lowe. They gravitated to him like flies to honey. They must have mistaken him for a statue- or maybe, they were playing a game of Piss Off the Giant. Understandable if they fell into the latter; that seemed to be a popular pastime around Hogwarts.

Xailah was seemingly charmed by the bird's attraction to the large fellow. A bell-like laugh accompanied the giants growls of frustration, as the pigeons flocked to roost on his broom. "I think that means they must like you." Just as she said that, one of the birds had erm... Released the contents of its bowels onto the giants shoulder. Gross. Her statement was quickly redacted. "...Or perhaps not." Sheepishly, she pulled a kerchief from a concealed pocket, and tried to offer it to the giantling.

"Calm yourself, Lowe." She chided lightly. Xailah's gaze slipped to the Ravenclaws lined up alongside them. "Save your wrath for the other birds."

Delta

Model: Starsweeper XXI Effects: +3 to all stats. Auto-dodge attacks every three rounds. Speed: 6 ────────────────────────────────────────── Stam- 15 Eva- 16 Str- 5 Wis- 19 Arc- 7 Acc- 14

The first race of the year was upon Hogwarts, the first of Ari's second year, the first of his races as a teenager. His birthday was last month, and with that came an odd confidence as he walked outside to where the race would be held. The rain fell casually around him, dampening his hoodie, just enough to cool his skin, but not seep through the fabric. He still felt a slight chill.

Once he arrived, he looked around to take note of all his team mates, the same people that had brought his house victory over the summer. But today, there was the pleasant surprise of Aurora Ranvier, his captain, hovering around the team.

"Yes ma'am," He answered her question. He had eaten a bowl of porridge for breakfast with some orange juice.

He appreciated seeing her show up to support them today. It made him feel good, like he was actually capable. Being a co-captain was a work of pride for him, and he hoped this year would prove to be a showcase of his abilities and potential.

Pigeons? That was new. Ari loved birds, but pigeons on the race track? What were they going to do? One even walked up to him, so he scooped it up and held it close to his chest. Maybe it came to wish him good luck.

"Alright. Let's fly." He steeled his eyes ahead and released the pigeon, mounting his broom to prepare for the start of the race.

And, of course, he gave his team the trademark smile of encouragement he always did.

ACTION: As strategized

STATS:

Sta: 10 - Eva: 10 - Str: 8 - Wis: 11 - Arc: 9 - Acc: 11

ABILITIES:

Perfectionist - reduced critical failure chance range by 1. In addition, can counter up to 1 point of additional critical failure chances caused by abilities or spells.

BROOM:

Silver Arrow
+ 3 to all stats