| Caius |
Our group managed to sweep the tourney in part by happy accident. The archery contest was handled well by my ranger cohort and our friend Garuum, the cleric's cohort, destroyed all six logs in a great display of strength. But the show was stolen completely by our swashbuckler Roger Flint, champion of the joust and boast. For the boast he told the tale of how he seduced a blodeuwedd commune, ending the story with a bawdy song beginning with "I take a look at my enormous..."
He narrowly took victory from Pitax's representative. The highlight though was the joust, where he was our representative solely on the fact that he could ride a horse. He faced down Villamor Koth, narrowly avoiding being unseated while dealing a decisive blow to knock the former champion from his horse. After his surprise victory he led the crowd in a chorus of his earlier song while lewdly gesticulating with his lance.
The next morning we all enjoyed Irovetti having to congratulate us on our vidoty with a smile indistinguishable from rictus (with a lovely slip of the tongue from our DM giving Roger a new nickname; "the lord of rodly might"). We enjoyed our strong showing as well as resigning to the fact that when we face Koth again he is going to stove Roger's head in before anything else.
| Caius |
My players will be heading to the first instance of the tournament in a couple of months. I plan to have them invited to several such before reaching the climactic one in WOTRK.
I would highly recommend running an outlaw council event when they hit the size to be considered a kingdom. Our DM did that before the tourney. Got a lot of great RP from it.