569. Preliminaries XI
The young knight and the young Iyrman circled around the arena, allowing the people to make ti for their bets. Adam had bet the typical amount again, though he thought about betting more. Simultaneousness, he found out that Jaygak was fighting too, and so was Timojin.
Once the pair were ready, they faced against one another, greatsword against axe and shield. The young knight was first to spur into action, and though Jurot managed to deflect a blow with his shield, another blow managed to draw blood out of his side. The knight stepped forward, walking into the jaws of the Iyrman, managing another blow against the Iyrman, managing to wound the Iyrman greater than any of his previous foes.
Adam noted the lack of thunder.
Jurot’s entire body flashed red hot, and Phantom blurred. The knight tried to block the blow, and though his blade had managed to do so, he skid back and almost dropped to a knee, before Jurot brought the axe down towards his helt, and crushed it, dropping the knight.
“Woo!” Adam shouted, clapping wildly as Jurot raised his axe into the air.
The priests approached quickly and checked on the young knight, healing him with their magics. The knight gasped for air, glancing around as the light blurred his vision. He looked towards the Iyrman and pointed with his blade.
“You wicked savage!” The knight managed to stand with his own strength, still pointing his blade to the Iyrman. “You must have used so sort of sorcery to defeat .”
Jurot turned to face the young knight as the crowd fell silent. The priests glanced between one another, and the nearby guards clutched their spears tighter. The Iyrman remained glaring at the young knight, who had grood to beco one of the Great Five Knight’s successor.
“Heal,” Jurot said, cracking his neck from side to side, flexing his muscles. “I will show you no rcy.”
The knight glared at the Iyrman, but seeing that Jurot was unmoving, even as his blood trickled out of his side, he felt a chill run through his back. He sheathed his blade and turned.
Jurot raised his axe once more, and the crowd fell into another thunderous applause.
“You’d never catch calling an Iyrman a cheater,” Adam said. “Even I’m not that stupid.”
Vonda sipped her water. “It was quite the sha he marred his defeat. Being gracious in defeat is greater than being gracious in victory.”
“Sothing like that.”
Adam found out that Jaygak had done well too, having fought quite the difficult match. ‘Should I have created a Greater weapon for her too?’
Adam’s thoughts then fell to his winnings. He had made so much money that he didn’t need to place in order to earn coin. However, he still had a bet on himself, and losing free money on the table didn’t sit right with him. ‘Am I becoming too enamoured by gold?’
The nas of those who were beginning to sweep was becoming more evident. By this ti, everyone understood who would place in the top ten in each segnt, as long as nothing too crazy threw the rankings off track. It was a wonder to most of the tournant goers that the most of the nas belonging to those sweeping in certain segnts were all sponsored by the sa figure, a young noble whose na would have faded into irrelevance within a decade, and yet was beginning to beco the talk of the largest city in East Aldland, and one of the greatest four in all of Aldland.
On: 4, 9
Adam’s opponent this ti was a Priest of the Golden Sea, an order of Eastern Aswadasad. He had pale skin, bright blue eyes, and golden hair.
‘Noskan?’ Adam thought. He wondered how a Noskan had managed to beco a mber of an order of Eastern Aswadasad, before recalling that Noska was roughly north east, across the sea. ‘Right, I guess that does make sense actually.’
The Priest wore full plate mail, and carried a shield with the symbol of his order, three golden swiggles atop one another, representing the sea, Adam supposed. He wielded a blade which crackled with lightning.
“It’s my honour to face you, Priest of the Sea,” Adam said.
“You as well, Guardian of Death,” Sir Jorn replied.
Battle Order
D20 1 = 19 (18)
Attack - Wraith
D20 10 = 11 (1)
Critical miss!
Attack - Wraith
D20 10 = 29 (19)
Critical hit!
Mana: 21 -> 20
Ability: Divine Smite
4D6 4D6 9 = 33 (2, 2, 3, 4)(1, 3, 3, 6)
33 damage!
Wisdom Save
D20 4 = 21 (17)
Success!
Health: 78 -> 72
Adam charged into battle, but the warrior priest was ready for Adam’s first blow, raising his shield. He also charged towards Adam, causing him to almost slip to the side. Sohow, Adam’s second swing managed to clip the warrior priest against his side, his axe flashing white hot.
Sir Jorn winced, but he focused through the pain to chant the words to his spell. “Lord of the Sea, give the strength to drag him into the depths!”
Adam raised his shield, but the divine magic slamd through him as the entire area was filled with bubbles made of divine magic. The bubbles seared Adam’s skin, and he felt as though he was under the sea from the force of it pressing down atop him. However, with such little damage, Adam thought little of it.
Attack - Wraith
D20 10 = 11 (1)
Critical miss!
Attack - Wraith
D20 10 = 29 (19)
Critical hit!
Mana: 20 -> 19
Ability: Divine Smite
4D6 4D6 9 = 44 (4, 5, 5, 6)(1, 5, 5, 6)
44 damage!
Adam and the warrior priest clashed together in combat once more, this ti the warrior priest managed to catch Adam’s first strike with his blade, which crackled with even greater lightning, before the pair made to swing at one another. Adam’s axe managed to strike the warrior priest first, and he managed to score another strike against his opponent’s side, Wraith flashing white hot with divine magic.
Sir Jorn almost stumbled to his side, but Adam caught him. The warrior priest dropped his blade, nodding his head to Adam as he surrendered, before he chanted the words to a healing spell.
Victory!
XP Gained: 400
XP: 11 000 -> 11 400
Adam raised his axe towards the crowd, taking a victory lap around the arena. He wondered if he should start a chant, or perhaps create a victory pose for himself, but even the thought caused him to flush crimson with embarrassnt.
As Adam returned back to his group, he heard the warrior priest to call out to him. “Adam!” the warrior priest shouted. “Thank you for catching .”
“Of course,” Adam replied, waving back at the warrior priest, before heading back to his group. ‘I shouldn’t have beaten him so easily. The nobles are probably going to get annoyed at .’
“Did you guys bet on ?” Adam asked as he sat down with his companions.
“Yes,” Jurot replied.
“Even Iyrn enjoy picking up easy money,” Jaygak added.
Adam glanced to the others. “What about you all?”
“Yes,” Rick said.
“Aye,” Jeremy said, nodding his head.
Adam looked to Nobby and the others, before rembering he hadn’t given them any money to spend. ‘Oh, crap.’ “I was planning on splitting so of the winning with everyone anyhow. The party fund has grown, and my own pockets have gotten fat too, but I can’t just let you all do the work while I’m raking in the gold.”
Rick remained silent, though his mind was abuzz with more thoughts about how queer Adam was. Jeremy and the others looked to Jurot, as if to have him sort the Half Elf out.
“You do not need to share your winnings with us,” Nirot said. “We bet using money from the Iyr.”
“Alright, then all your shares can go to Nobby then,” Adam replied, before looking to Brittany. “Did I give you money to bet?”
“No.”
“Then I’ll give you so of the winnings too.”
“?” Brittany asked. “Why?”
“You’re one of ours too. You didn’t join the tournant for one reason or another, but as an Expert, wouldn’t you have placed quite high?”
“Against the Iyrn and Nobby?” Brittany replied. “I’m best with a bow.”
“You’re not too bad with a rapier or shortswords, right?”
Brittany wasn’t sure about Adam’s statent. She preferred the bow, since it felt more comfortable to wield. “I don’t know.”
“You’re not really here for the money, but for the freedom, right? Don’t worry. Give it a few years and you’ll be strong enough to explore the land without us. Though, you’ll probably need so coin to hire so guards with you.” Adam thought about what he could do with Brittany. “Or we could send you to other lands for the business?”
Brittany thought back to Shama, who had completely defeated Adam, the craziest person she knew, with about as much effort as it took to sneeze. “I’ll work hard at the business.”
Adam returned a smile towards her. “I’m glad to hear it! Don’t worry, we’ll treat you right. I’ll be sure to let you explore different lands, as long as it’s relatively safe.”
“Yes,” Brittany replied. She had already given up her freedom to join the business. ‘As long as I’m alive, then I can still have the chance to be free.’
Ah man it's so good to see Adam and the group completely dominate in a tournant.
I should ntion that gold rank patrons are seeing so really fun stuff too!
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