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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 0:32:49 GMT
Old Firebeard had earned his name by once having killed two men while covered in burning pitch himself. Several red patches of hair survived on his mangled, otherwise bald face. But he had a voice like a missing Vale princess and his voice carried across the shore.
Today, he stood in front of the wreck of the God's Manhood. As appointed arbiter to the swimming contest, he declared the following.
"Gentlemen! Ladies! And ordinary human beings! You will note the great, smoking hulk before you. On the other side of it, you will find a pair of women as wet as the Gods Eye itself. For the rest of the tourney, the winner may employ them however they please. To the gentlemen and ladies, I confirm that they are here of their own will and you may release them as you please. Everyone else... Yes. You can do that."
After the laughter had died down, "Of course, you must swim through the underwater maze of the God's Manhood itself! Swimming through, under, and past the old terror! First one to touch the raft on the other sides wins double cunny."
At least one contestant can be heard repeating 'What is dead may never die' under his breath repeatedly. He is thin and young, with the stony features of the Iron Islands.
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 1:01:15 GMT
Round 1: The rush to the ship itself. Higher roll reaches the ship first receives second roll in next round, while lowest roll will only receive a single roll next round. If both players are within 10 points of each other, no advantage is rewarded.
Following rounds: Both players must roll 100 or above per round for three rounds total, or remain trapped in vessel until the feat is accomplished.
Final round: If both players should reach the other side of the sinking ship, there will be a straightforward Swimming roll between both characters.
Violence: Violence is allowed during the contest in order to slow down an opponent when both are present in the same stage. Accidental drowning but not murder is acceptable.
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 1:56:02 GMT
Naomi steps up seeing that there are only two contestants, she chuckled. "Guess the others don't have the stomach for this?" She sees the other guy, he's not even Ironborn.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 1:57:24 GMT
Mychel stands on the edge of the lake and stretches his arms to limber himself up. "Ha, guess those pansies don't like being around water."
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 2:02:00 GMT
She knelt down getting a handful of water, wetting the back of her neck and head, she says a small prayer to the Drowned God . "Guess not.. ", as she stood, looked at him.
Dressed in black sleeveless shirt and her leathers, Naomi was ready.
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 2:29:03 GMT
Aside from the thin Ironman who had yet to halt his mantra, there were two other contestants brave enough to face possible drowning. One was a swarthy Dornishman with short hair and dressed in silk pants. The man would stop grinning at Naomi. The third swimmer was a local Andal named Karl who ignored Naomi entirely and kept making eyes at a pretty girl on the shore.
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 2:34:20 GMT
Naomi gave the Dornishman a sultry wink, then looked at her real competition in this contest. Without hesitating, she drew back and was threw a punch right at Mychel's face and dove in the water.
Unarmed 30 5B96hg7T
Swimming 40
Stamina 50
Strength 50
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 2:51:22 GMT
Unarmed: 30 FSkXTH0J
Agility: 70
Strength: 30
Swimming: 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 3:27:55 GMT
Mychel's lip is cut from the surprise blow, but otherwise, it feels like a hard kiss. Naomi hits the water first, but her desperation to reach the hulk first causes her to lose her rhythm. Halfway there, she sees the big bastard swimming past her like a warship.
The young Andal also makes it past her, but before he can reach the ship, he halts in the water and starts screaming. "I've been bitten!" He flounders desperately while Naomi and soon the Dornishman swim past him. She can see blood rising to the surface while his lover screams from the shore.
Once through the shattered hull, Mychel finds himself in what must have once been ship's galley. Nearby, a corpse is still floating, surrounded by wet fruit and vegetables like flies around any other corpse. The thin Ironman emerges from beneath the water. He has a thin knife in hand, but he clearly recognizes Lord Mallister and doesn't attempt anything clever or bloody against the noble.
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 3:43:44 GMT
Naomi noticing the blood in the water makes herself ready for any kind of secret ambush and tries to pick up more speed and follows Mychel.
Small blades 30
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Swimming 40
Stamina 50
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 12:38:04 GMT
Mychel keeps an eye on the other ironborn before trying to make his way past the ship. He can't help but notice the knife and touches a small axe at his side reassuring himself that it's there.
Swimming part 1: 50 Tc1EsEmv Swimming part 2:50
Stamina: 80
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 20:45:41 GMT
Mychel locates the nice, opening of a shattered door. As he dives down, he finds himself swimming through a hallway filled with the bodies of several more sailors. The fish have already begun picking at them, but their faces remain untouched, still screaming in in horror as they met their deity. It's a chore swimming through the corridor, but Mychel pushes the bodies aside without difficulty.
Naomi locates a smaller hole that she slips through easily into a separate deck altogether. There are no drowned corpses in the chambers, but a young woman whose face has been charred beyond recognition. Her leg is tied to a nearby bed, and she floats above it, a finger almost pointing at Naomi as she enters. Naomi sees several other doors in the underwater room, with the thin Ironman swimming past one open doorway, knife in hand.
Neither Naomi and Mychel feel at all lightheaded while holding their breath.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 21:00:45 GMT
Mychel keeps chugging along through the boat, only a little weirded out that no one ever came to fish the dead out of the boat.
Swimming: 50 mND8_kH0 Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 21:38:01 GMT
The repeated thought of "what the fuck" keeps running through her mind as she's swimming in and through little rooms of the ship. From the corner of her eye she sees the blade armed Ironborn dude swim past a door. She takes another way.
Swimming 40 6zoQNF8i
Stamina 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 21:56:14 GMT
At the end of the corridor, Mychel finds the exit blocked by something heavy on the other side. He finds himself having to swim back through the corridor of drowned men and taking a turn through an open door. While exploring the new chamber, Mychel sees the Dornishman swimming past oblivious towards the sealed door.
Naomi is simply lost altogether, and quickly loses sight of her armed opponent. There are pieces of foreign treasure floating in one room, and another bound woman drowned in her bed.
Naomi and Mychel can rest assured they didn't sign up for the wrong competition. It has only been 30 seconds at most since they slipped into the water.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 22:00:48 GMT
Inwardly cussing out the fuckers that locked a door to the sunken ship. Mychel goes the long way around.
Swimming: 50 X7zAdIiU
Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 22:03:40 GMT
She swims into the treasure room, plucking a few pieces into her pockets and starts again. Naomi went back the way she came taking the other corridor where she saw the armed swimmer go.
Stamina 50
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Swimming 40
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 15, 2017 22:15:00 GMT
The lion-headed gold coins slip through her hands at first, but she grabs hold eventually. The statuette of what looks like a lion however is too unwieldy to carry while swimming. The ruby necklace will probably look good on her though. By the time she's looted what she can and set after the thin Ironman, Mychel has managed to find a second path parallel to the first corridor. There are no dead men in this one at least, just a variety of swords and arrows floating near what must have been the ship's armory.
Despite the delays, neither swimmer feels nervous yet.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 15, 2017 22:17:41 GMT
Mychel takes a quick glance around the armory for any worthy weapony to take back to the surface with him, but unless something screams worth it, he swims on.
Swimming: 50
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Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 15, 2017 22:23:34 GMT
Naomi swims further through the sunken titan of a ship. An exit would be nice she thought but another room with more treasures would be nice as well.
Swimming 40 FoqLjAGz
Stamina 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 16, 2017 0:19:12 GMT
Mychel finds nothing useful he doesn't already have, beyond a sturdy spear might be able to use to pry open a door or plank. It is long though, and takes more time than he would like to pull it out of the room.
Naomi finds a dead body with a great diamond ring on his swollen finger. It only takes a moment to cut it off.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 16, 2017 0:34:42 GMT
Mychel just keeps swimming..
Swimming: 50
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Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 16, 2017 1:14:34 GMT
Naomi is happy with her looting and continues on. (Singing inside her head with a Dory voice: Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming.. What do we do....)
Swimming 40 8k|rzIve
Stamina 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 16, 2017 2:42:30 GMT
The poor starving, lootless Lord of Seagard finds his spear does quite well opening the next door, saving him the trouble of having to find another alternate route. Inside he finds what must have been the captain's cabin. Behind the great desk are what were once large windows that now looked out into the blue abyss. They have been shattered open, but if Mychel is bit careful, he will cut himself deeply in the process of escaping. Stabbed into the desk is a silver knife with a pommel that at first appears to be a ruby, but is actually a natural red diamond.
Just below Mychel's feet, Naomi finds the thin Ironman tangled on a net he has somehow swam into. He is already drowning before her eyes and any attempt to free him would cost her time and air, something both she and Mychel find themselves growing desperate for. Ahead of her are is more of the same web of nets and fishing tools, but just beyond, she can make out an opening to the Gods Eye itself.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 16, 2017 2:46:27 GMT
Mychel grabs the knife and tucks it into his belt. He tries to break away more of the window with the spear and swim through it.
Swimming: 50
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Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 16, 2017 2:57:09 GMT
She stares at the drowning man, she wants to help but.. He's returning to the Drowned God, who was she to interrupt his journey. She looked past him at the obstacle. Fuck it....
Swimming 40 y5spt8C3
Stamina 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 16, 2017 3:14:42 GMT
The spear works wonders on the window, and it is not long before he has knocked out most of the glass. But the frame is sturdy and many still point inward like teeth. Still, small challenge for the man as long as he is careful.
Below, Naomi struggles through the deadly room, avoiding all of the fishing spears and hooks with grace and patience, but accidentally tangling her leg in a net only a paltry yard from the great hull breach. Behind her, the young man expires in agony.
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Post by Mychel Mallister on Aug 16, 2017 3:16:43 GMT
Swimming: 50 kd21SYDu Stamina: 80
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Post by Naomi Harlaw on Aug 16, 2017 3:18:06 GMT
Damn a snag.... She struggles and struggles to get her leg free, tired of being inside the wrecked behemoth ship. Swimming 40 |icVPmot
Stamina 50
Agility 50
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Post by King Theon IV Hoare on Aug 16, 2017 3:26:55 GMT
Both contestants find themselves almost side by side in the water as they emerge to catch their breath. It is only a few quick breaths before they both see the rowboat with three rather bored looking women in revealing dresses. Nearby, on a second boat, are two arbiters to witness the victor lay hands on the boat and claim their victory. Even further away, on top of a nearby pier, stand a crowd, wondering who will live, who will lose the contest, and who has already lost far more.
(Rolling on behalf of Mychel with Bro's permission.)
Swimming 50
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