blue_gladius (blue_gladius) wrote in bizarre_city, @ 2013-03-22 03:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | closed, fredric mekhal, sidonie de la sidra |
June 3rd
Fredric Mekhal, Players(NPC) and OPEN
Courtyard
Mid-day
A polo-esqu match
Fredric chuckled as another royal missed the small ball with her club, her unicorn mount charging past, whinnying as she tried to get it under control. He had organized this match earlier this morning, mustering all of his diplomatic skill to bring a bit of fun to the people. He had been spreading the word the whole week to the lower nobles and the commoners. It was only this morning a woman in the court came to him and demanded to be included in the game. He complied happily, challenging her to find a complete team to go up against himself and his own troop. Complaints ensued! He was being unfair to challenge the amateurs to a match. His shrug and good natured grin was followed by a game of flight fancy, winner captains the other team and they pick their players. Now the two teams play back and forth their unicorns trampling the courtyard to the delight of the gathered crowd. Favorites are picked, odds are given and the crowd calls out to their players.
"Elestia! The ball! Hit the ball past the mark!!"
Fredric's hand slaps over his face as the woman misses again and one of his own men passed the piece down field to another player on the other team for a score. the crowd erupts in equal parts jeer and cheer. He waves to them in good nature, smiling broadly as he gives the sullen woman a hug once his mount stops beside her. "Dear I don't think that you're cut out for this game. Listen..I've a plan."
Conspiring occurs and the woman, ungainly on the unicorn kicks it into action as the serve is made, heading far down field to the confusion of everyone. A few rude comments about the girl having enough are had and Fredric uses this to his attention, stealing the piece and passing to another member of his team, cutting off a player from the other team he escorts the player. An altercation occurs as a young royal, hotheaded in youth, slams his mount against Fredric's, the beast snorts and lets out a cry, crumpling to the ground, slamming into the dirt and sending Fredric rolling along the field. He smiles under the protective helmet, watching down field as a high pass is performed, the ball sailing over defenders to a well placed Elestia. The woman bounces in her saddle, ready for the shot, bouncing it twice and slapping it in for a game winning score. the crowd cheers and the noise is overwhelming for it's size. His team, picked for fun has overcome lack of skill and won. Tearing off his helmet he spins around with his hands held high, laughing at their good fortune today. His unicorn recovered he flits into the air, his wings lifting him to stand on his saddle. He points down field past the dejected defenders, to Elestia, bowing with a flourish. Never mind the blood coming from a cut on over his eye.
(Something for the Fae players to interact over. )