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Myrddin Ab'Arawn looked up and down the line of mounted soldiers before him. They looked professional, they were calm, they made not a sound but that of breathing or horse hoove striking cold stone. They were not dressed for war, but strength emenated from the cut of their cloth. Training would be a bit different tonight.





UMBRANS! Tonight we take a break from normal training. Tonight I give you Umbran Jousting! But pay attention! This is Umbra, and in the spirit of Umbra this will not be the jousting you are accustomed too.

Indeed, here in Umbra, there is little pride to be had by knocking a man off his mount. Here, in Umbra, you must finish your opponent or you haven't done your job as soldiers! Now let me make clear the rules:

Firstly! You are to wear the smith made armor you have been provided, with no magical additions in the way of jewlery or talismans. You will use no weapons other than the lances that have been given to you.

Secondly, you will not stop after dismounting, you will fight until someone is felled!

Thirdly, though this is a fight until there is only one soldier left standing, you will not heal yourselves! Nor will you use magic of any kind!

Instead, each joust will consist of a team of two agaisnt two. There will be only one jouster, but each jouster gets a mage.

MAGES! It is your responsibility to keep your jouster alive, however you may also aid your jouster in battle! While the armor and item restriction also applies to you, you will not be attackable in battle. It will be up to you to balance your defencive and offencive capabilites to keep your jouster alive. When the enemy jouster is felled, you win.

Now, if the rules are clear Umbrans..I will need two volunteers to step forth!




BEGIN!

Drale and a special guest of the Umbran Joust were first to compete, and at the War Master's command the two charged eachother viciously. The battle was quick and powerful, and Umbra watched gleefully as these two dark knights stabbed at one another, spells flying all around them. In but a few short minutes the first bout of the night came to its end, and so began the first ever tournament of Umbran Jousting.




Momentum only built as challenger after challenger rode against one another. Shortly after an impressive show of force as the Matriarch Merci sent her competetor crashing down, the second teir of Umbran Jousting began, with each champion of the first teir proving their worth agaisnt one another. Though the mages had kept up a consistent magical storm, and though the sound of metal against metal rang into the night, excitement still registered in the eyes of all. No one was tired yet.




The second tier of Umbran Jousting finally reached its end, as only two lances remained ready in the air. One one side of the lane was Umbran Matriarch Merci d'Rue, a confident smile under her black metal helmet. Across from her, his eyes level, strategy swirling in his mind, the special guest Jouster. Only they would pass into teir three, and only one of them would take home the pride of being the champion that eve.

Myrddin spoke a few short words, cheers issuing forth from the soldiers of Umbra. Without further word though, the warmaster dismounted his horse and proceeded to walk toward one of the side rooms of the Umbra Necromancer's Arena. After a moment a shout issued forth as Myrddin held high a lance of shadow iron.

JOUSTERS! SEE YOUR PRIZE!


BEGIN!



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