Ava vs Avery closed

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Outfit: Weekend (Smart Casual)

Reducio

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	The day had come. Avery’s first duel at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This was the very start of his ambition to succeed his brothers, who had been on the Slytherin team back when they were in school, some years ago. Whilst this wasn’t an official duel, this was still an important milestone. If Avery could succeed here, he would show his brothers and family that he had what it took; and time would surely do the rest. Chiefly, a win here could be the starting push that would fill him with the momentum to go on, to better and greater things as he had intended. Preparation was key, he knew, but what he didn’t know was what preparation looked like. The pale boy paced around the Merlin dorm, repeating incantations and wand movements. The Leveret boy wasn’t a sociable creature, and didn’t rely on others for anything; so he would prepare and arrive at the fourth floor, alone. After having pushed aside the heavy doors, he stepped in, offering a small smile to those that had gathered as he patiently waited to be called. He was adorned in his cream pair of crimped linen trousers, a shirt and a green zip-up sweater that would ward off the cold of the winter evening in the castle, having had a chance to change after a full day of classes in the required, ugly, black robes. His opponent was a girl he had seen around, Winchect? It wasn’t a name he was familiar with, and that probably said enough. She was a light haired girl that he’d seen around their shared common-room, a Slytherin like he was. It was a shame he wasn’t fighting someone of a different house he had thought, but he’d dismissed that thought rather quickly; eager to duel whoever he was paired with. Regardless of his opinion, he was sure this duel meant the same for his opponent as it did for him, so there was no time to let clouds form over his judgement. Damion called them up to the piste, to which Avery obliged and winked at the boy as he summoned a surge of self-confidence as he climbed up the steps to take his place at the on-guard line. He offered the girl his signature smirk, as he took out his wand. “Best of luck, Winchect. - You’ll need it.” He said playfully as he gave a half bow to her, as there was no chance he would be giving a full bow to someone unless he respected them greatly. Avery kept it short and brief, before brandishing his chestnut wand in an opening flourish; to signify that he was ready if she was!
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Action: As Strategized

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I was nothing but thrilled for my first duel. I had practiced recently, and though it hadn’t gone to plan it had certainly helped me improve my spell casting. I chose my school robes for the duel, wanting to look sophisticated and represent my house. There had been talks about Colin and Kim’s duel earlier in the week, and I was excited for rumors of mine to float around the large school. Upon arriving (fashionably late) I looked at the two people before me. There was that ravenclown boy who bumped into me in the halls and refused to apologize. Ever since I had held a large grudge against him and had tried to avoid him to the best of my abilities. It was difficult, but a challenge I had been able to overcome until now. “Oh it’s you.” I stared at him. “It will be quite fun to flipendo you.” I didn’t know the spell for flipendo but that was okay, I could always try. "Welcome to the 1v1 Dueling. We have two Slytherin first years dueling against each other." I cringed. So I wasn’t dueling him, I was dueling the Slytherin boy? A heavy blush reddened my cheeks with embarrassment. "On one side we have Ava Winchect and on the other side we have Avery Leveret." Avery Leveret. I rolled the name around on my tongue. Sounded fancy, assumably a pureblood. I recognized him from around the common room but had never really talked to him. He seemed snobby at best. I rolled my eyes at the smirk he offered me. I walked onto the stage and took out my wand. It was the perfect length for me, and I waved it around a little bit to warm up. “Best of luck, Winchect. - You’ll need it.” So this was how he would play? I rolled my eyes. “The same for you, Leveret.” He gave me a half bow and I did the same. If he wanted to be like this, he could go ahead. I would match him in pace if it were the last thing I did. I raised my wand as he waved his wand in the air. We were ready.

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OOTD || x

metamorphmagus

Brave || SONG

Round 1

Avery vs Ava:

Reducio

Avery casts the Dancing-Feet Spell on Ava.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 2) + 8= 10
10 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 10) + 12 = 22
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 6 ) + 5= 11
22> 11→ Hit
Duration: (1d3: 2) 1 round (1d3, 1-2: 1 round, 3: 2 rounds).
Damage: 50+0x5= 50 HP
–1 Accuracy and –2 Evasion for one round.
Effect: Ava takes 50 damage.

Ava vs Avery:

Reducio

Ava casts the Fire-Making Spell on Avery.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 12) + 5 - 5 Skilled Transfigurer= 12
12 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 14) + 5 = 19
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 7) + 10 = 17
19 > 17 → Hit
Duration: (1d6:4) 1 round (1d6, 1-3: not aflame, 4-5: 1 round, 6: 2 rounds).
Damage: 50 + 5 x 10= 100
–40 HP for one round.
Effect: Avery takes 100 damage.

1. You have seven days (till 28th March) from now to owl me your actions and make a post consisting of a minimum of 200 words. If you do not make a post or owl me your action in the allotted time frame, your action is considered void.
2. Your stats, abilities, and spells have been locked in.
3. For your convivence, here is the Dueling System and the Dueling Spells.
4. The date of the match is November 21st 2022.

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Outfit: Weekend (Smart Casual)

Reducio

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	The pale boy expertly executed his charm with his short, chestnut, wand. He was told that a shorter wand was indicative of someone who didn't add drama to their spell-casting, and such was the case here. His wrist was snappy and powerful, and it was almost reminiscent of fast, yet precise, snake strikes; that's to say non-performative and powerful. "Tarantallegra!" He had quipped, before his wand zapped with magical power and Ava began her dance. A small, prideful, smirk could be seen creeping upon his lips for a second; before it came to the realization that his opponent was as successful at her spell. Flames struck his arm and he hissed, why was he wearing one of his favourite sweaters? That was his chief concern. He himself could take the hit, but there was something about the impact it had on his appearance that stung more than his throbbing, singed, arm. He as quick to pat it down the significant part of the flames that remained, though some of the threads continued to burn and fill his nose with an awful smell. Relax, Leveret. He thought. His first injury was one he would remember, just as he would she who had inflicted it. He had the chance to take a sharp breath, given that Ava was now performing the Irish Jig. It summoned his smirk back, and he was renewed. Avery was a natural hunter, and had often spent weeks tracking prey across the lands surrounding his home; the thrill of the chase was something he actively pursued, and it was something similar that spurred him on here. The challenge drew him like a moth to a flame; his eyes holding a most genuine, yet almost twisted delight. "Ouch." He gave flatly, almost as though he was half-trying to taunt the girl. She had inflicted the more substantial hit, but he was still confident... ACTION: SENT @Ava Winchect & @Damion White

Ava was hyper focused. From her head to her toes, she was aware of everything. The wand had become an extension of her arm. She had complete control. Wish a whish and a muttered incantation, suddenly Avery was on fire across from her, and she smirked.

The smirk didn’t stay. When Ava realized she was dancing, it faltered, although only for a second. The Ravenclaw kid was smirking as he demonstrated the dance he wanted her to try. An Irish jig. Even if she didn’t want to do it, she wasn’t in control, and her body copied what he had just done. “Jokes on you, I look fabulous doing this dance.” She winked at the few people watching from the side before returning her attention to the duel.

Ava knew what spell she wanted to do next. Only problem was she couldn’t hold her arm steady for more than two seconds. She’s have to be quick. Trying to stand in about the same spot and hold her arm straight, Ava went back into position. She was glad to see black soot on Avery’s clothes.

Ava was ready. She held her wand as straight as possible and tried to stay rooted to a single spot. Although she probably would not be successful, she was hopeful that Avery would have the same luck as her.

Round 2

Avery vs Ava:

Reducio

Avery casts the Fire-Making Spell on Ava.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 10) + 8= 18
18 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 8 ) + 12= 20
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 16) + 3 (-2 Acuuracy) = 19
20 > 19→ Hit
Duration: (1d6:3) Not alfame (1d6, 1-3: not aflame, 4-5: 1 round, 6: 2 rounds).
Damage: 50 + 5 x 10= 100
Effect: Ava takes 100 damage.

Ava vs Avery:

Reducio

Ava casts the Dancing-Feet Spell on Avery.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 17) + 5= 22
22 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 14) + 4 (-1 Accuracy)= 18
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 11) + 10= 21
18 < 21→ Miss

1. You have seven days (till 1st April) from now to owl me your actions and make a post consisting of a minimum of 200 words. If you do not make a post or owl me your action in the allotted time frame, your action is considered void.
2. Your stats, abilities, and spells have been locked in.
3. For your convivence, here is the Dueling System and the Dueling Spells.
4. The date of the match is November 21st 2022.

Action: sent

As worn out as Ava was from doing the Irish jig, she fought to keep a smirk on her face. "Well that's nice. It's how that spell works. Makes you look like a fool" She felt an actually smirk fighting it’s way up her face. “It’s a shame I still look better than you, then.”

Ava wouldn’t letter Avery get away with this unscathed. Oh yes, she knew exactly what she would be casting on Avery. The aspen wood in her wand moved with her body, but she held steady. She focused her eyes upon the boy across from her. She waited. One. Two. Three! “Tarantallegra!” She whispered under her breath, her hands shaking as she fumbled to cast the spell.

Avery’s spell had succeeded, catching Ava’s pant leg on fire. She hastened to pat it out and get back up just in time to see Damion smile. “Oh drop the act, pal. Everyone knows who you’re rooting for.” She fixed her glare upon Avery next. “How long will your luck last? Let’s see.”. Despite her sure act and self-assured smile, she was secretly furious with herself.

Aspen wood was supposed to be great for duelers, those with great spell potential. Ava had read that in a book somewhere. She inspected her wand, searching the ivory-like surface for any minuscule details she could have missed. Like a crack or a chip in the wand. But nothing was there.

Ava refocused on the task at hand. Take Avery down. Although she couldn’t see it, her hair had changed into a bright red color with white streaks throughout. What that meant, no one could predict.

@Ava Winchect, Y1, Metamorphmagus 70% HP (350/500) —————————— Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 5 (-2) | Strength: 5 Wisdom: 5 | ArcPower: 5 | Accuracy: 5 (-1) —————————————————— Metamorphmagus (-5 DC Transfig Spells as Y1 Metamorphmagus)

• TAKING ON WINCHECT •

Duelling Club - 21st November
wc: 279
Avery's Speech

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	-----I t was unlike him to interrupt Ava when she was in the process of losing her focus Ava for. In fact, he was somewhat grateful that this Damion seemed to live in her head, rent free, and was a good portion curious as to their relationship. Whilst he would usually be aligned with the elder of the two, she was his opponent now and he was somewhat defensive of that fact; annoyed that he could no longer say that if he won this it wouldn't be by his own merit, but that was something to deal with after. He refused to let up, regardless of the Peanut Gallery exchange and Ava's endearing jig; he was here to duel and duel he would. He flicked his chestnut wand at his opponent with exact execution of both the wand movement and the incantation, that sounded as though he had taken her previous hit personally and he was about to get his own back: "Incendio!" She had tried to sling a spell back at him, and he had ducked aside easily. Realising, at the same time, that his sleeve was still aflame. With his wand hand he used the precious few seconds he was awarded from her miss to pat the flame out for good, gritting his teeth to try and control the pain. That was when she spoke. "How long will your luck last? Let's see." She said, which prized out a wide grin from the pale boy. Was she serious? She was already blaming luck? How misplaced. "A lot longer than yours!" He quipped, ready to go again.
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Action sent.

Interacting with @Ava Winchect & @Damion White

Round 3

Avery vs Ava:

Reducio

Avery casts the Dancing-Feet Spell on Ava.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 11) + 8= 18
18 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 10) + 12= 22
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 20) + 5= 25
22 < 25→ Miss

Ava vs Avery:

Reducio

Ava casts the Dancing-Feet Spell on Avery.
Wisdom DC: 9
Wisdom Roll: (1d20: 15) + 5= 20
20 > 9 → Success
Accuracy Roll: (1d20: 6) + 5= 11
Evasion Roll: (1d20: 12) + 10= 22
18 < 22→ Miss

1. You have seven days (till 3rd April) from now to owl me your actions and make a post consisting of a minimum of 200 words. If you do not make a post or owl me your action in the allotted time frame, your action is considered void.
2. Your stats, abilities, and spells have been locked in.
3. For your convivence, here is the Dueling System and the Dueling Spells.
4. The date of the match is November 21st 2022.