Tournament Club

[Mablung]

Sarin climbed the cliff by the lake that the students of HI frequented. On top of the cliff was a large open meadow perfect for any sort of competition he wanted to hold. He posted a note earlier for all Tourney club members to meet him at this place. He was a bit early but could still see some students making their way to his locale.

[Eöl]

Celebrien jogged up the hill and wiped a few drops of sweat off his forehead. "Good to see you Sarin, I hope we can get this show on the road soon!" he asked. "Yes, it should be a fun club!" Sarin said with excitement. They continued talking, and soon more students began to arrive.

EDIT:Sorry Mablung, I'll try to watch that in the future.

[Mablung]

ooc: Please don't write dialogue for my character again saying that I greeted you or something is fine but not that much stuff.

"Who says weapons need to be limited? We don't have enough people right now for a bunch of seperate divisions. I was thinking a horse combat group and an open foot battle group. After all we specialize in different things."

[Phenix]

Phenix walkedCelebrien and sarin " suilad. have we not yet started? thought I was late" he asked the two

[Mablung]

Sarin shook his head. "Well we only have 5 members so we should probably wait for the other two of our number to show up. It could be quite boring otherwise."

ooc: Don't worry about it, just a mistake.

[Mablung]

Sarin paced back and forth restlessly. "Where are Charmiana and Lita? With so few members we really do need them to show up."

[HobbitGirl]

The minutes passed and the three members of the Team that had already showed were growing more and more impatient. Suddenly a red-capped speck appeared moving towards the lake from the Dorms. It was Lita, running as fast as her hangover would allow. She ran around the cliff, scrambled up the hill, and stood in front of the three, bent over with her hands on her knees and panting more heavily than any hound. "I'm--sorry--I'm late," she gasped. "Didn't--wake--up in--time. T'was the--party--last night."

She flopped on her back in the grass, her chest rising and falling sharply. The hobbit threw an arm over her eyes to shield them from the sun, and lay there on the grass, heedless for the moment of anything around her.

[Mablung]

"Well the day is over I suppose we will just have to try again next week won't we?" The members of the club then dispersed into their seperate ways for the moment.