Seeing Malkus fall and Izayah enter the fray, Carmen dashes forward with her familiar in tow. From the darkness, she sends out a dark tinged blast of eldritch energy towards Sai, injuring the rogue in the process.

HP: 29/29 | AC: 18 | Spd: 30ft. | Hexblade's Curse 1/1 (SR)| Divine Soul 0/1
Spell Slots: | Sorcerer | 2/2 | Warlock 1/2 |
Action: Eldritch Blast hits Sai for 8 force damage | Move:  Move to M5   
21:35, Today: Carmen Diaz rolled 8 using 1d10+3.  Force Damage. – [roll=1629552900.62948.352983]
21:34, Today: Carmen Diaz rolled 19 using 2d20+5, dropping the lowest dice only.  Attack vs Sai. – [roll=1629552877.51495.352983]
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Letting the pesky knife-wielder go for now, Ursine-Tidelan turns it's attentions to the enraged man whom had been after his hide since he had been born... roughly fifteen seconds ago, that was.

Glancing at Sai as he mauled his ally Izayah, the bears eyes held a slightly-too-intelligent glint as his fur stood on edge, preempting the surge of voltage. As if to say, "So what?" to both his friend's life and the rogue magic.

OOC

Move: N/A

Bonus: Sacrifice a spell slot to heal 1d8 HP

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10:49, Today: Tidelan Wavyrus rolled 3 using 1d8.  bonus heal with sacrifice spell slot.

Current HP: 1720/34

Action: Reckless multiattack vs Izayah

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10:48, Today: Tidelan Wavyrus rolled 22,19 using 2d20+6,2d20+6, dropping the lowest dice only with rolls of 16,15,8,13.  reckless multiattack.

10:49, Today: Tidelan Wavyrus rolled 11,16 using 1d8+6,2d6+6 with rolls of 5,6,4.  multiattack damage.

22 to hit for 11 pierce
19 to hit for 16 slash

Izayah took the two hits from the bear and his face turned in to a rictus of a grin, fierce and mostly teeth. He stabbed twice with his rapiers, even as he felt the damage work its effect on him and caused him to lose the spell he'd been concentrating on. "Man, ya'll're the worst bear impersonator EVER!"

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HP: 6/36 | THP: 0 | AC: 18 | Spd: 30ft. | Spells:

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OOC Hit AC 18 twice for 9 damage and 6 damage (before halving).

09:57, Today: Izayah Hamadrell rolled 8,8 using d20+2,d20+2.  Concentration checks.
09:59, Today: Izayah Hamadrell rolled 18,18 using 2d20+5,2d20+5, dropping the lowest dice only with rolls of 6,13,13,13.  Rapiers vs Tidelan.
10:00, Today: Izayah Hamadrell rolled 9,6 using d8+5,d8+5 with rolls of 4,1.  Rapier damage vs Tidelan.

As the bolt of energy streaks toward him from the Darkness, Sai makes an instinctual gesture just before impact. The energy crackles against him, but there does not appear to be any damage.

Using Shield as a reaction to avoid the eldritch blast.

The heat of the flaming sphere licks at Izayah's back as he engages furiously with the now blood coated bear.

Soon after Sai erects his shield of energy, the flaming sphere rolls into him, pushing through the bubble of force, and explodes before fading into nothing.

From the corner of his eye he sees the shimmering elven wizard appear around the corner and perform the same horrid clawing gesture that she had used to incapacitate Malkus.

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HP: 4/20 | THP: 0 | AC: 17 | Spd: 45ft. | Arcane  Recovery 1/1 | S1 2/4 | S2 0/2 | Adv vs Charm | Immune Sleep | Bladesong 1/2 | Mirror Images: 3 |
Izayah DC 13 Dex save or take 6 fire damage for ending his turn next to the flaming sphere, 3 damage on a save.
Bonus action: move Flaming Sphere to T7 then ramming it into Sai
DC 13 Dex save or take 9 fire damage, 4 on a success.
Move to S19
Action: Cast Hideous Laughter on Sai, DEX 13 Wisdom save or fall prone and incapacitated. Repeat save at end of each turn.
Flaming Sphere disappears now that Concentration is on Hideous Laughter.
08:25, Today: Tiria Nailo rolled 9 using 2d6.  Sai flaming sphere damage.
08:25, Today: Tiria Nailo rolled 6 using 2d6.  Izayah fire damage, ending turn next to Flaming Sphere.
22 Izayah (TEAM B)
19 Tusk (TEAM B)
16 Tiria (TEAM A)
16 Wightvane (TEAM A)
12 Sai (TEAM B)
11 Malkus (TEAM B)
10 Carmen (TEAM A)
9 Tidelan (TEAM A)

Izayah gave the flaming sphere a little kick to send it on its way.

16:28, Today: Izayah Hamadrell rolled 20 using 1d20+5.  Dex save (flaming sphere).

Sai nimbly dodges the worst of the flames. It was actually kind of funny. Hilarious, really. A giant ball of fire. Sai falls over, laughing hysterically.

19:16, Today: Sai Nightbreeze rolled 22 using 1d20+7 with rolls of 15.  Dexterity Save.
19:17, Today: Sai Nightbreeze rolled 10 using 1d20-1 with rolls of 11.  Wisdom Save.

Wightvane stabbed the spear toward Izayah once more, then made his way over to Sai, without so much as waiting to see if the spear strike had landed or not.

Action: cast Booming Blade on Izayah, hit AC 20 for 5 piercing +8 Thunder if he moves
Move: to S9

18:31, Today: Wightvane rolled 20,5,8 using d20+7,d6+4,d8.  Booming Blade, 1H.

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22 Izayah (TEAM B)
16 Tiria (TEAM A)
16 Wightvane (TEAM A)
12 Sai (TEAM B)
10 Carmen (TEAM A)
9 Tidelan (TEAM A)

As Wightvane approaches, Sai bursts into a renewed bout of laughter. The dragonborn, walking over after stabbing his teammate? Hilarious! Unable to stand, he moves over toward the stands and away from the funniest bear he had ever seen, but he is unable to pull himself up. That was even funnier.

Move to S10. Fail a save.

19:39, Today: Sai Nightbreeze rolled 2 using 1d20-1 with rolls of 3.  Wisdom Save.

Carmen seizes the initiative, marking her target with a curse and then unleshing a deadly bolt of eldritch energy that hits, causing a significant wound to appear.

HP: 29/29 | AC: 18 | Spd: 30ft. | Hexblade's Curse 1/1 (SR)| Divine Soul 0/1
Spell Slots: | Sorcerer | 2/2 | Warlock 1/2 |
Action: Eldritch Blast critically hits Sai for 15 force damage | Bonus: Hexblades curse on Sai   
07:43, Today: Carmen Diaz rolled 15 using 2d10+5 with rolls of 4,6.  Critical Hit vs Sai. – [roll=1629589396.3896.352983]
07:42, Today: Carmen Diaz rolled 24 using 2d20+5, dropping the lowest dice only with rolls of 7,19.  Attack, oops wrong dice! – [roll=1629589365.11577.352983]

OOC: Maybe I can't see Sai with her move actually...

Carmen lets the big bear do his thing, waiting for time to strike.

Double move to Y5

Attempting to finish his 'hunt' for Izayah's 'life', Tidelan rears forward and goes to maul Izayah's body with his maw and paws.

However...

OOC

Move: N/A
Bonus: N/A
Action: Multiattack (reckless)

19:58, Today: Tidelan Wavyrus rolled 11,9 using 2d20+6,2d20+6, dropping the lowest dice only with rolls of 5,3,1,3.  reckless multiattack.

Both miss!

Finally arriving on this side of the arena and seeing his fellow medic Chelsie is not close enough, Victor watches in horror as the bear attempts to maul the unconscious body of Izayah.

Ducking the rope he runs over to grab both Malkus and Izayah by their wrists in order to slowly drag them away from the beast.

"Tidelan, remember your Sylvan Oath!" he yells at it.

Daaaamn Tidelan, out for blood? Once able to do so, Victor will lay on hands these two so they don't have to worry about death saves.

22 Izayah (TEAM B)
16 Tiria (TEAM A)
16 Wightvane (TEAM A)
12 Sai (TEAM B)
10 Carmen (TEAM A)
9 Tidelan (TEAM A)

Seeing Izayah fall, and still laughing, Sai throws down his rapier. "I yield!" he shouts, in between bouts of laughter. It was all quite funny, really.

Yep, Sai bows out. I think we're done here.

Wightvane nodded to the others, to release the spell on Sai. Then he tossed his spear off to the side where it rolled and then vanished, while he extended a hand to help the giggly fellow back up to his feet.

The dragonborn congratulated his teammates as he made his way over to the other three members of the opposing team, "We were lucky with our spells early on, but you all fought well. Thank you all for the honor of your participation."

The darkness spells fall down and Carmen congratulates the participants on a battle well fought. "Remind me never to face off against Tidelan in a one on one battle. He was monstrous!" she says.

Stopped suddenly by Victor's words and then by the opposing team's surrender, something strange happens.

Ursine-Tidelan violently jerks at first... The angles and vectors are a little too clean however, as if he was puppet who had just had his strings yanked taunt...

Then as the enemy surrenders, the bear's face contorts into an expression of unclear emotion, each muscle on the face seems to contract and expand independently... The whole body soon follows as the transformation gets more and more violent...

In fact, the impossible reshaping of flesh and bones becomes so intense, that Tidelan is momentarily held off the ground as his bear form drops...

As he accommodates his new size and drops the last few feet onto the ground, his feet hit flat and he is already in a stance with his spear pointed downward and over his shoulder, in a flashy victory pose that could easily be transitioned into one ready for combat.

Lastly, he relaxes his muscles and bows his head to the opposing team, "I do feel many guilt. I did get... lost in the fight. Still in this arena, it can be hard to know all." the once-again humanoid creature seems to be expressing some form of apology towards getting confused midbattle.

Nodding with Wightvane as the dragonborn expresses that the opponents fought well, Tidelan loudly affirms with a gruff aizuchi that almost sounds like clearing his throat.

After Carmen speaks, a somewhat proud smile appears on his face and he accepts the compliment without words, then changes to a stoic expression and adds, "I too do not desire to ever fight the magic of you, also not the magic of Tiria, and also not the magic of Wightvane. To have your fighting power stopped, is to lose the fight."

Turning his head and body, Tidelan addresses the crowd, "The second tournament of Smith's Gambit now ends! The first team wins! I desire, that you many go again to your many lifes, with the knowing that the powerful men and powerful women that did fight here this day, do also fight for you many and for this land!"

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After the fight ended and the participants had shared whatever pleasantries they wished, Tidelan would find and speak to Victor. "Greetings, Victor. I desire to speak of your words from before." Tidelan announced softly.

"Do know that but they did make my mind good again, they were not right." Tidelan doesn't seem upset, but he has a very serious expression.

"Please, let me say to you of the truths of the Sylvan?" Tidelan asked earnestly while slightly lowering his head. It was odd, the genasi never specifically said 'please' or 'thank you', even though he seemed to know the phrases themselves... He always expressed his emotions of a situation instead. This must have been a serious consideration for the druid.

If he got affirmation, Tidelan would smile and nod his head, and then begin to weave his tale, "I will not tell you all that I know of the sylvan. It is too many for now. So, I will say just of the 'Sylvan Oath' that you have seen from me."

"Know this, Victor; To those of Annwn, there is two truths: The honor and the heart." Tidelan continued, "The Sylvan Oath is a truth of the honor. To make Sylvan Oath is to make a perfect law. You can not betray a Sylvan Oath."

Tidelan turned his gaze very intently on Victor now, his eyes hardening away from whatever place that he drew all this lore that he had never learned, just begun to know, "But, you must know this. Honor is not the same as heart. Where your heart is your true desire, your honor is your true doings. Where your heart is a prison your desires create for you, your honor is a prison you create by your self."

Finally, Tidelan explains his reasoning for sharing all this, "Do think again of my Sylvan Oath. The words were "In this false battle, I, Tidelan Wavyrus, swear Sylvan Oath to aid you, Victor Iustica, if you fall."". I never did make a Sylvan Oath in the tournament. But, my heart knows that I would die before I killed countrymen in the arena!"

Tidelan's face is hard, as if holding back both anger and tears, "Know that I did betray no Sylvan Oath; because there was no Sylvan Oath for I to betray. To the countrymen who hear your words and do not know of the Sylvan, they will not know that you have said a false truth..." he took a shaky breath, "Victor, do you know why the fey, who live by the heart, ever speak the Sylvan Oath?"

Tidelan looked terrified now, "If you did live for, hum, ten-hundred of hundredyears and you did see many many hearts... What will you believe when you see a heart that you can not allow, yet that is as true as your own? Maybe, I will tell you more good with this: Angels and demons. They are not of the fey, yet they both have hearts. An angel does desire only 'good' things and a demon does desire only 'bad' things. They can not ever share a heart, yet both their hearts are true... To know that is a great pain, yes?"

Struggling to keep his emotions in check, Tidelan took another raggedy breath, clearing some of the physiological symptoms of distress, "Now, what of the hearts that make your own heart look to itself. I will not say more, because the words can harm the heart, but just know that there are truths that can make your heart change for ever."

Tidelan finished with, "To be powerful enough to betray your honor is very hard, but it can be. But, if you betray your honor; you DESTROY it. That many can be known. Even the Gods can not heal honor that has been DESTROYED."

Tidelan hangs his head, "Now, I ask how can you betray your heart? To do what you hate? No, because you will still feel the pain of those actions, and so you do not betray." continuing, the genasi said, "No. The only way to betray the heart is to DESTROY it. One with an evil heart still has a heart. One with a screaming chaos heart still has a heart. One with tenhundred hundredyears of hearts can not have so many hearts; and thus, like a cup of water, one is betrayed in truth. Yet, to betray any heart in truth is to betray them all, because children of gods and children of worlds the same, were not made to have more than their own heart."

"When you live through times that can not be said true, you get many hearts. Yet, they will not all be the same enough to not cause screaming chaos for you. But, that is still a heart. You only DESTROY your heart when you know longer can know what is in your heart... No, not that... When you know longer have truth in your heart, that is DESTRUCTION."

Tidelan stood up then, and began to leave quietly, with just the final words "Honor was first made for those who can not trust their heart. We use it not the same now, but the sylvan truth does not change"

On the place where they had set, Tidelan left Victor 100 Gold Pieces

Izayah, once revived, gave a shrug. "Congrats." is all he said to other team full of spellcasters. It had been lopsided but life was never well-balanced. He gave a nod and walked out of the arena. He didn't think he'd be back in it.

Malkus addresses his teammates and his opponents, before walking out of the arena.

"Nicely done, folks."

Chelsie darts in to provide some healing, and the battle comes to a stop before she can even get her spells off. She nods at Victor's gallant intervention, and adds her own healing to bring the wounded back.

OOC: Expending two Healing Light dice, granting 2 HP to Malkus, 5 HP to Izayah. I didn't expect such a rush of posts over the weekend, sorry!

Over Tidelan's shoulder Tiria rolls her eyes at Victor who is on the receiving end of what looks to be becoming a long lecture.

She approaches each combatant in turn to congratulate or commiserate as appropriate, spending the most time talking with Tusk and Izayah.

It seems that the bleeding from Tusk's powerful riposte has mostly stopped but the elf looks paler than usual.

Tusk brushes the dust from his gear and acknowledges his opponents' victory.

He'd fought too many battles to have a bruised ego, but the rest of him had seen better days. With methodical stubbornness, he makes his way out of the arena.

Having paid his friend and mentor for the deeds to the property, Victor wishes the genasi good fortune on his further adventures beyond Smith's Gambit and the Rimewood.

The tiefling takes the time to learn the quirks of the property and makes an effort to do what maintenance he can. The last task for the day is to affix the new sign over the entrance, "Victor's Arena".

On the morning after his first night's rest here, Victor goes through his prayer routine before working on a sign to be posted on the front gate.

Victor spends the first month of stewardship over the arena maintaining the structures and building large wooden holding pens for some future purpose. He also spends time training various townsfolk in some basic combats skills and does some sparring with the local guards that hope to keep their skills sharp.

OOC: Rolling on Running a Business table to build funds for the arena rewards and future quest requests. Just breaks even.
-30 DTUs for 30 days at Comfortable lifestyle (+30XP)
120 GP maintenance cost (covered by business)
12:47, Today: Victor Iusticia rolled 43 using 1d30+35. Run a business 30 days Comfortable lifestyle.