Quidditch Mahoutokoro-Koldovstoretz vs. Beauxbatons-Castelobruxo

Things weren’t looking great right now as the score of their opponent kept on piling up one after another despite the efforts of their chasers to try and steal and score. Aside from that, Miharu couldn’t even find any traces of the golden snitch despite her continuous efforts in searching. Left and right she searched yet she couldn’t catch a glimpse of it. She was too focused on finding it that she couldn’t even see the incoming bludgers for her. Lucky for her, someone was defending her.

First shot was evaded and returned by Hiro, managing to get a direct hit on the opposing Beater; however, the second one had hit the boy. That gotta hurt. “Sorry, Bakugo-san, I’ll be more alert next time.” Miharu apologized to him.

⌞WC: 128/50⌝

Action: As Strategized

ABILITIES

Evasive Maneuvers I | Evasive Maneuvers II

A pause between scrimmages, and Aryaan couldn't help but notice that they were being outplayed. Darn, but these chasers were good. Much better than he remembered them in the last game, even.

He couldn't help but be brimming with excitement.

"Okay then, time to step on the gas and ramp this up!"

Languages: Spanish - #e62719 English - #195ee6

Agata clenched her fists, her nerves trying to spill out of her like dam ready to burst. Agata could feel it. One thing wrong and she would burst. Her teams seeker was already down and she didn't need anything else to go wrong. As she watched the game, her eyes swivelled between the chasers and beaters. That's where most of the action seemed to be. At least their chasers were winning the contest it seemed. Her teams beaters weren't so lucky. She winced, calling up a slew of Spanish that indicated she was not happy about the attack on her team and her school mate.

Stats:
Sta 10 | Eva 7 8 | Str 5 6 | Wis 7 8 | Arc 5 | Acc 11 13 (All due to Nimbus 1700)

Abilities:
Fearless (Immune to dhampir aura, werewolf intimidation and terrible presence)
Potion Mastery (NA in quidditch)
Poison Resistance (NA in quidditch)

Posting as Beauxbatons/Castelobruxo NPC Keeper

Delphine tossed the ends of her ponytail back over her shoulder. The strands had flicked over her face as she'd gone in for the quaffle grab, and she hadn't been as alert she she should have been. It didn't matter. Her teams chaser had it in hand. Surveying the field, even with the hit to the Castelobruxo beater, she could see her team were solid.

Stats: Stamina: 10 | Evasion: 10 | Accuracy: 10 | Strength: 10 | Wisdom: 10 | AP: 10

Broom: School Broom

Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers I and II, Impartial

English | Russian

Rosella was still nervous, but things seemed to be going slightly okayish. Things never went her way really though so she was not surprised that they were not going perfectly. She could try harder and she was going to because she really wanted their team to win. If she took a couple deep breaths she would be able to do a lot better hopefully.

Important Information

Stats: Stamina: 9 | Evasion: 11 | Strength: 10 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 13
Abilities: Cat's Grace, Fearless, Perfectionist, Chaser's Interception
Broom: Nimbus 1500

In the role of Chaser when you attempt to catch a passed Quaffle (such as when the Keeper has possession of the Quaffle and passes it to a teammate) you have advantage (meaning that it is rolled twice and you keep the better option) on attempts to catch if the opponent team attempts to intercept.

Sara Kohana

Japanese & English

At the other boy’s gaze directed to the game, Sara had half the mind to see where he was looking. From the announcements made regarding how the game is going though… Sara would rather keep his eyes on the ground. Having a non-aggresive, chill conversation with this young lad."Well it's my father had planned for me. Not like I have much of a choice."

Hm? Sara paused for a moment, unsure if he heard that right. For a moment, he couldn’t help but allow the temporary silence between them. The blades of grass dance in the winds. its gentleness, contrast to the game happening above them. As if undisturbed by the chaotically energetic thrills. The other boy didn’t have much of a reaction, but Sara wondered if the somehow melancholic way the blades were plucked and forced to sway wherever the wind took them, was akin to what the boy said about not having much of a choice.

Or. Sara could be wrong. Regardless, he felt it was not his place to ask further. It also saved him from feeling awfully guilty if Sara accidentally hit a sore subject. Which was the last thing he wanted to do.

Sara stayed seated on the beach and inhaled a deep breath, the cold starting to nip his nose. At the other boy’s question, Sara instinctively glanced up at the sky. “ I… am less…passionate than most of my other teammates ” he chose his words carefully, his hands rubbed together as if it was a soothing motion. “ I hope you tell no one, but this sport to me…is not by choice too”. He had a deep frown on his face, as if contemplating. “ But…it’s..beginning to be a bit bearable” He admitted with a short grunt as he crossed his arms, the cold beginning to make its way to make him shiver. Sara couldn’t help but glance at the boy, both anticipating and uneasy about how he’d respond. The opportunity to bond over the almost insignificant similarity made his heart pound in his chest. Perfectly concealed by the permanent resting intimidating face. He just hasn’t decided if that was a good thing or not. In fact, just the indecision of such a small matter made him panic.

" Let's wrestle" he blurted out as if it was the main hero that could save him from this anxiety inducing uncertainties. " Arm wrestle " he added quickly. He had spent much of his confident just saying his true thoughts. He now finds it difficult to say more than two words at a time.

Abilities
Fearless | Lovely Creature | Evasive Maneuvers I | Terrible Presence | Rebound

Stats
Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 16 | Strength: 15 | Wisdom: 3 | Arcane Power: 10 | Accuracy: 10

Broom
Tinderblast
Description: Racing broom made by Ellerby and Spudmore in 1940 ; very resistant but rather slow.
Prerequisite: 2nd year or later.
Effect: In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

Action

As strategised [2nd string and still benched]

Interacting

@Monica Evan 's INPC (a.k.a the only other benched person in his team)

She was getting into a rhythm- how long it would last was anyone's guess but Kit hoped to make the most of it while she could, swerving between Chasers with fingers outstretched to grapple hold of that Quaffle as quickly as possible. She'd tuck it close to her chest, gaining as much speed as she could to quickly stop in front of the hoops and score. It felt a little like practice without having to worry about figuring which way the Keeper would go, moving back the instant the ball left her grasp so that she was prepared when it headed back to the middle. Four times she'd succeed at this before Kit got distracted by the Bludger speeding towards her, swiftly moving out of the way. It was a good thing River was there to pick up where she left off, the two of them scoring a full 50 points.

Stats: Sta 11 (9) | Eva 12 | Str 13 | Wis 4 | Arc 0 | Acc 17 (15)
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers I | Savior | Calming Presence | Evasive Maneuvers II
Broom: Bluebottle
- +2 to two separate stats of choice (sta, acc)
- Has an increased capacity. Can carry 3 people.

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Something about Egon wasn’t going too well. As much as he tried to concentrate and try to protect to prevent the others from getting the score, at several times he had been distracted, realizing late that the opposing team had already scored several times. That made him feel ridiculed, he could even feel how his cheeks were flushing with frustration and he didn’t know what to do except stay in the air. At least he was intact and flying. His player’s cape was waving, in which he watched as he advanced and his eyes fixed on the quaffle from a

distance... But something caught his eye: a bludger. It was heading towards someone from this team and could not help but look horrified as he was there imposing. He could clearly see how the bludger hit him, but this guy was lucky enough to stay flying. There was still enough to finish, so Egon took the broom with one hand, the other that was free was ready...

Thwap! Smack!
Thump!

Luck was not on Monet’s side it appeared. Her bludger was not only intercepted, which was expected, but was sent right back into her stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs. First Raul, then the missed attack, now this. Smashing. At least the foreign chasers weren’t doing as abysmal of a job as she’d expected.

Stats:
Stamina: 10 7 | Evasion: 10 7 | Strength: 13 10 | Wisdom: 7 4 | ArcPower: 6 3 | Accuracy: 12 9
Broom:
Silver Arrow (+3 all stats)
Abilities:
Broken Broomshaft, Lovely Creature, Terrible Presence