Tournament Registration|Talen'sul

[Kender Bard]

The Military Head, Lyar, sat at the table with the registration papers all about him. He had a clerk to help him, but the mousy man irritated Lyar, and he'd sent him away. Now he was taking matters into his own hands, patiently waiting through the registration days to see how many people would come to claim ranks.

After she'd done her duty to Lya, Luna approached. Lyar gave her an odd look; the girl hardly looked the warrior type.
"I'm here to register for my brother," she said sweetly, and Lyar gave a knowing nod; that made more sense. "Please put him down for the Weapons tournament. His name is Cloud. And yes, he's a citizen of Talen'sul."

Lyar made a mark in a book and nodded. "Right then, all done." Luna bowed her head and walked off.

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Entries
Cloud Calder - Weapons
Cobalt Furinko - Weapons
Noel Hope - Weapons
Osric - Weapons

Luna Calder - Element
Bristle Tindershoot - Element

Talon Veatherfall - Mixed
Eragon Furinko - Mixed
Leocadia Kiba - Mixed
Tzilil Blackstone - Mixed
Amaro Melissan - Mixed
Acqua Ronoh - Mixed

[adris]

A lone woman appeared on the hillside, spear in hand. She has been following after her leader who she had heard appeared here. It was after a little bit of searching without avail she did hear about this tournament that was occuring, and having been sent away from home she felt this to be a good way to fill some of her time. Well, she should be home but she didn't really like the new leader... the fact that he actively honors the water sign on his shoulder.

"I am Tzilil Blackstone, may I ask if it is all right for those not from this area to enter the tourney?"

She remembers his rant about her needing to be more tolerant, how she had earned her position but they couldn't afford bigotry in such a powerful rank. She scoffed at him and stomped off, not feeling he had any right to adress her as he did. Needless to say she hated River and wished to bring Avani back.

[Kender Bard]

Lyar nods his head politely, eyeing her over; now THIS was a warrior woman. "Aye, it is Miss Blackstone. There are three categories to enter; weapons, element, and mixture. Which should I put you down for?"

[adris]

Tzilil normally is one to tear someone's throat out for checking her over like this man just did. But after a second of consideration she realized that he was not checking her out, but instead sizing her up. After she got back into her comfort level she mulled over the choices.

"Just place me in the catagory with the most contenders, I came here for a challenge and I can hold my own in any of those catagories."

He measured up her spear, perhaps the weapon of war wouldn't be too smart in a one on one competition, she would have to look around to replace it.

[Kender Bard]

Lyar looks at his list and smirks a little. "Weapons is very popular, but it's mostly young men; they probably think it's romantic, or some silly notion. We have one young lady in Elements and two older men in mixed."

[mikata]

Osric steps up to the registration desk. looking a little unsure of himself.
"I'd like to sign up," He says, looking soulfully at Lyar.

[aivea]

Leocadia who'd heard about the competition and that people of all Elements could join walks over to the registration booth. She might not be much of a warrior but the Storm/Beast heard that the winner would get to be a knight, just like in the stories she'd heard. So she'd decided to join in hopes that she would get far enough to say that she'd come close to becoming an honorary knight. Yes it did seem like a silly reason but Leocadia doesn't mind.

"I'll sign up, too. I think I'm best at mixed," the Storm/Beast says in a fairly confident way.

"If I win, I can be a knight just like I wanted to be when I was a little girl!" she inwardly adds.

[Kender Bard]

Lyar nods, and inquires of Leocadia, "What is your full name please?" To Osric, he asks, "Name and category entering?"

[aivea]

"I'm Leocadia Kiba," Leocadia answers quickly.

[Kender Bard]

Lyar scribbes the name on the entry sheet and wishes her good luck.

[adris]

Tzilil shrugs her shoulders and thinks to herself for a moment. When strictly using weapons she is at a disadvantage, she has always trained for fighting in a group. After thinking for a while she smiled.

"I would like to sign up for mixed then please. And if you need names to supplement numbers in other catagories, give me an herbalist and I could take a second class."

Now it all comes down to showing that she does belong, her first thought was to maybe do some weight training and endurance exercises. As far as her symbol goes she felt nothing to fear in the entire process.

[Kender Bard]

"Mixed will do," the man chuckles. "I trust that will be the most fierce of competition anyway." He wrote her name down and wished her luck.

[iamtuo]

Bristle walks along with Ceria before noticing the tournement registration table. "Hey...that looks kind of interesting doesnt it?"

[Kender Bard]

"Yeah, you should sign up!" she urges him. "It'd be neat! You could get knighted and I'd sing at your knighting ceremony."

Lyar rolls his eyes. "Name and category entering?"

[iamtuo]

Bristle's eyes widen. "I can get knighted? Well..that would be great but that might get in the way of being a bard. But this could still be fun." He steps closer to the table. "My name is Bristle Tindershoot my good man, and I would like to enter the.." He takes a look at the categories. "Element only category please."