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TOPIC | Closed GALA - Sornieth Winter Games '22
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[center][b]Figure Skating[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/24570209][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/245703/24570209_350.png[/img][/url] Janis hovered over the [i]snow[/i], barely shifting her wings to stay aloft. She was humming gently to herself as she awaited her turn on the rink. She had been training for YEARS for this moment, learning how to glide along on her skates, using her beautiful wings to help hold her balanced on the ice instead of up in the sky. She was ready to show her parents and her adopted clan how proud she was of their icy heritage.[/center]
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Janis hovered over the snow, barely shifting her wings to stay aloft. She was humming gently to herself as she awaited her turn on the rink. She had been training for YEARS for this moment, learning how to glide along on her skates, using her beautiful wings to help hold her balanced on the ice instead of up in the sky. She was ready to show her parents and her adopted clan how proud she was of their icy heritage.
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[center][b]Alpine Skiing - Slalom[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/50071010][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/500711/50071010_350.png[/img][/url] Twinkle is positively glowing she is so excited to be representing the Ice Cave clan once again. She stretches to her full length, rippling and twirling to warm up all her muscles in preparation for her run. "Fast and tight, fast and tight" she whispers under her breath as she leaps towards the starting line.[/center]
Alpine Skiing - Slalom

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Twinkle is positively glowing she is so excited to be representing the Ice Cave clan once again. She stretches to her full length, rippling and twirling to warm up all her muscles in preparation for her run. "Fast and tight, fast and tight" she whispers under her breath as she leaps towards the starting line.
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The hatchlings were bored. This was becoming apparent to Ironwood, who had been trying to read them one of his books as a nap time story, but the excitement of being with the clan in the southern ice field was too much and they were busy playing in the snow.

Lleuad tumbled over Kitty as they chased the boys around the clearing they were waiting ing. Most of the clan was either eating some delicious food or buying souvenirs, but the hatchlings having spent their small pocket money on little things were having a long, and confusingly complicated game of tag. As Pebble rolled a snowball up to throw at his siblings, Ironwood scared him by slamming his book shut and wandering slowly, his joints still aching after the flight down there, and said to the dragonets, "Seeing as you all clearly have too much energy, why don't you go find an event to enter."

The hatchlings excitedly bounded off, and Ironwood relaxed to read his book. Meanwhile as the hatchlings reached the registry point they saw a large leaderboard, as tall as all of them combined with some ice hockey results on it.
"We HAVE to play that one!" Rigby declared and his adoptive siblings nodded, and they all grabbed some sticks and clambered, slipping and sliding, onto the ice.
[Center][b]Luge (Sledding)[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/72030643][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/720307/72030643_350.png[/img][/url][/center] The frog had been chanting [i]'Luge'[/i] inside Bodhi's head for some time, but they had no idea what it meant until the Winter Games arrived. "I should compete in this event?" They asked, and recieved a low croak of approval in response. "Well alright. But I have no idea what I'm doing." Thus far, the frog's guidance had proved correct so Bodhi would follow his instruction in this too. "Your weight is an asset," was all he said as they squeezed into the sled. "Gee, thanks. Hold on." Bodhi's stomach plummeted as they shot down the track. They didn't realise they'd go [i]so[/i] fast so quickly. ----- [Center][b]Speed Skating[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/73750483][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/737505/73750483_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Pippin had seen the other competitors give him double-takes. He just held his head high and walked past. Despite what they might first think, he was [i]not[/i] a hatchling. He had been born with dwarfism, and he wanted to prove himself just as capable as any other dragon. He may be small, but Pippin was light and fast. He was certain he would take them by surprise and leave them skidding behind him in his snow dust.
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The frog had been chanting 'Luge' inside Bodhi's head for some time, but they had no idea what it meant until the Winter Games arrived.

"I should compete in this event?" They asked, and recieved a low croak of approval in response. "Well alright. But I have no idea what I'm doing."

Thus far, the frog's guidance had proved correct so Bodhi would follow his instruction in this too.

"Your weight is an asset," was all he said as they squeezed into the sled.

"Gee, thanks. Hold on."

Bodhi's stomach plummeted as they shot down the track. They didn't realise they'd go so fast so quickly.

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Pippin had seen the other competitors give him double-takes. He just held his head high and walked past. Despite what they might first think, he was not a hatchling. He had been born with dwarfism, and he wanted to prove himself just as capable as any other dragon.

He may be small, but Pippin was light and fast. He was certain he would take them by surprise and leave them skidding behind him in his snow dust.
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[i]She's back, and returning to her favourite event![/i] [b]Cross-Country Skiing[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/19649173][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/196492/19649173_350.png[/img][/url] Skadi lifted her head and took a deep breath. The frigid air filled her lungs, bright and refreshing as sunshine after too long in the dark. The sky above was a clear, frozen blue and the light glared off the powdery surface of the [b]snow[/b] before her. The track, bounded by rough snowbanks, curved and twisted across the landscape in front of her. The conditions were perfect -- or, if not perfect, then perfect for Skadi. This was exactly the kind of day she loved best for skiing. She didn't let herself think of it often, in the Starfall Isles where it rarely snowed, but she'd missed her favourite sport. It was too long since she'd last competed. Too long since she'd had the excuse to ski as long and as fast as she liked. She grinned to herself as she prepared for the start of the race. This was going to be fun.
She's back, and returning to her favourite event!

Cross-Country Skiing

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Skadi lifted her head and took a deep breath. The frigid air filled her lungs, bright and refreshing as sunshine after too long in the dark. The sky above was a clear, frozen blue and the light glared off the powdery surface of the snow before her. The track, bounded by rough snowbanks, curved and twisted across the landscape in front of her.

The conditions were perfect -- or, if not perfect, then perfect for Skadi. This was exactly the kind of day she loved best for skiing. She didn't let herself think of it often, in the Starfall Isles where it rarely snowed, but she'd missed her favourite sport. It was too long since she'd last competed. Too long since she'd had the excuse to ski as long and as fast as she liked.

She grinned to herself as she prepared for the start of the race. This was going to be fun.
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[b]Figure Skating[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/68365782][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=68365782&skin=0&apparel=941,41629,2506,953,33816,35526,13240,17242,17258,17274,35528,10878&xt=dressing.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/17146975][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=17146975&skin=0&apparel=931,25875,35527,35540,26141,17245,17261,17277,35546&xt=dressing.png[/img][/url] [i]CRASH![/i] The pair of spirals landed hard on the ice and skidded across the slippery surface in a tangled pile. 'Not again!' Starsong laughed as they finally came to a halt. 'I'm sorry!' her sister Runeroam cried, wriggling and finally managing to shove back the floaty pink material of her costume, which had flipped over her head in the fall. She pushed her wilting floral crown back into place. Her pink eyes were teary as she shook her head. 'I can't seem to get that lift right.' 'You had it yesterday. It's just the costume, you're not used to it and it's throwing you off. Understandably!' Starsong said with another chuckle as she waved tendrils of enchanted pink and green smoke out of her face. 'I mean, how could all this not be distracting the first time you put it on, eh? Listen: you'll get it.' 'You think so?' Runeroam asked with a sniffle. 'I know it!' Starsong cried and slapped her foreclaws down on the ice -- directly into a puddle of very cold water, splashing their gauzy costumes. Runeroam managed a weak laugh. Starsong poked her sister in the shoulder with her tail. 'You just need more practice. We both do! I mean, that fall was at least fifty percent me. Well. Forty-five.' 'Ah-ah, no takebacks, you said fifty,' Runeroam said, starting to smile as the pair of them began the challenging task of disentangling themselves without tearing or snagging their now-waterlogged costumes. 'That's the spirit,' Starsong said with an enormous wink. She was the first to her feet and offered Runeroam a hand up. 'Ready to go again?' 'I think so,' she agreed with a decisive nod. 'Remember: you have totally got this,' Starsong promised before she let go of her sister's gently glowing claws and skated off to the far end of the rink to begin their practice again from the top.
Figure Skating

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CRASH! The pair of spirals landed hard on the ice and skidded across the slippery surface in a tangled pile.

'Not again!' Starsong laughed as they finally came to a halt.

'I'm sorry!' her sister Runeroam cried, wriggling and finally managing to shove back the floaty pink material of her costume, which had flipped over her head in the fall. She pushed her wilting floral crown back into place. Her pink eyes were teary as she shook her head. 'I can't seem to get that lift right.'

'You had it yesterday. It's just the costume, you're not used to it and it's throwing you off. Understandably!' Starsong said with another chuckle as she waved tendrils of enchanted pink and green smoke out of her face. 'I mean, how could all this not be distracting the first time you put it on, eh? Listen: you'll get it.'

'You think so?' Runeroam asked with a sniffle.

'I know it!' Starsong cried and slapped her foreclaws down on the ice -- directly into a puddle of very cold water, splashing their gauzy costumes.

Runeroam managed a weak laugh.

Starsong poked her sister in the shoulder with her tail. 'You just need more practice. We both do! I mean, that fall was at least fifty percent me. Well. Forty-five.'

'Ah-ah, no takebacks, you said fifty,' Runeroam said, starting to smile as the pair of them began the challenging task of disentangling themselves without tearing or snagging their now-waterlogged costumes.

'That's the spirit,' Starsong said with an enormous wink. She was the first to her feet and offered Runeroam a hand up. 'Ready to go again?'

'I think so,' she agreed with a decisive nod.

'Remember: you have totally got this,' Starsong promised before she let go of her sister's gently glowing claws and skated off to the far end of the rink to begin their practice again from the top.
A two-toned pink eight-pointed compass rose with the Arcane symbol at the centre, with the word 'adept' hand-written in front of the downwards point
The Spire, home of the Lundlaevungar: a crystal island shaped like an inverted mountain floating above the sea in a yellow sky
The Pirate Trials button, linking to the thread: a pink pearl with subtle gold sparkles, with 'The Pirate Trials' handwritten in front; the P is an eye patch with a skull on it Arcane Badge depicting the Oculus of the Eleven
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DAY 5 - Luge [center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/47958198][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/479582/47958198_350.png[/img][/url][/center] Bolesonth stood quietly, serious beside his sled,waiting as the other contestants gathered in readiness. He sucked meditatively on the mock Bonfire Bonbons [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/33183613]Pralinth [/url]had “reverse engineered” and her copycat recipe was so good he couldn’t tell any difference from the original fiery candies his buddy [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/47262480]Tutroith [/url]had brought home from the Winter Game the year they had both competed (though in different events) Last year Tutroith hadn’t made it, instead getting involved in a rescue mission helping dig out victims of a terrible avalanche en route, and without the hot candy stash he’d been expecting, Bolesonth had turned to a local heated beverage to warm himself - with unfortunate results. He hadn’t remembered it was an intoxicant! He’d completed his run in high spirits, with a daring he didn't know he possessed, and then face-planted in the [i]snow [/i]when he tried to get out of his sled afterwards. So embarrassing! He was lucky he didn’t kill somebody in his recklessness, as [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/19253708]Pousseth [/url]made sure to lecture him later. At least HIS mother hadn’t been there to see it! She was, however, in the stands today, and he hoped he would give a better showing, for everyone’s sake! Now they were about to begin, and he was ready!
DAY 5 - Luge
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Bolesonth stood quietly, serious beside his sled,waiting as the other contestants gathered in readiness. He sucked meditatively on the mock Bonfire Bonbons Pralinth had “reverse engineered” and her copycat recipe was so good he couldn’t tell any difference from the original fiery candies his buddy Tutroith had brought home from the Winter Game the year they had both competed (though in different events) Last year Tutroith hadn’t made it, instead getting involved in a rescue mission helping dig out victims of a terrible avalanche en route, and without the hot candy stash he’d been expecting, Bolesonth had turned to a local heated beverage to warm himself - with unfortunate results. He hadn’t remembered it was an intoxicant! He’d completed his run in high spirits, with a daring he didn't know he possessed, and then face-planted in the snow when he tried to get out of his sled afterwards. So embarrassing! He was lucky he didn’t kill somebody in his recklessness, as Pousseth made sure to lecture him later. At least HIS mother hadn’t been there to see it! She was, however, in the stands today, and he hoped he would give a better showing, for everyone’s sake! Now they were about to begin, and he was ready!
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Day Five: Curling
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Competitor: Jelly


Jelly, being literally a child and brand new to the clan (and the world, honestly), had no idea how to do Curling, but nevertheless threw herself into the running anyway. Not that any older clanmate of hers minded as everyone tended to let the little ones run amok within reason. And evidently, an all-flight sporting event was still considered "within reason" for the mahou shoujo of Breezeborne.

Of course, Jelly, true to her name, would most likely experience a bout or several of trouble with her sticky little hands and body. But that was for a future Jelly to deal with because as of right now, Jelly was vibrating with excitement (and cold--there was snow and ice about, after all!) as she made her entrance to the stage and prepared to start.
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[center][b]Fifth Event: Ice Hockey[/b] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/28896374][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/288964/28896374.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/25331000][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/253311/25331000.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/32873933][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/328740/32873933.png[/img][/url] [i]Torith | Thalassa | Colors of the Wind[/i] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/31825133][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/318252/31825133.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/30569382][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/305694/30569382.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/29130574][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/291306/29130574.png[/img][/url] [i]Tinsel | Kor | Nico[/i][/center] [rule] Entering the ice hockey event for this year’s Winter Games had been somewhat of a last minute decision, and as such the team was a mix of those who had competed in previous years and newcomers to the sport. The group had agreed it would be a good idea to meet over a light snack to go over the basics and make sure everyone was on the same page before heading to a rink to practice. The weather was crisp but not unpleasant thanks to the bright sunshine, and the snow surrounding the outdoor eating area where they’d grabbed a table glistened in the light. As the group settled themselves, Tinsel started the conversation by asking, “So what’s a match actually like?” “A fierce battle on ice,” was Thalassa’s response, at the same time Torith said, “It’s an intense competition to see which team scores more points.” The large guardian then explained further. “Players aren’t supposed to swing the sticks like clubs—” “Pity,” Colors of the Wind commented wistfully. “—and they’re not supposed to deliberately trip their opponents, either—” “Softies,” Thalassa muttered. “—so that’s something you and Kor will have to keep in mind as our defensive players,” Torith finally finished. “There are defensive roles?” Nico wondered aloud, mostly to himself. Thalassa, who sat beside him and had been on the same team in the past, shrugged in response. “So Tinsel and I just try to get in their way?” Kor asked. “Uh, pretty much?” Torith answered, uncertainty clear in his voice. “I mean, I think shoving is allowed, and you can try to get the puck away from them. You also help defend the goal if the other team gets the puck near it.” Kor nodded in understanding, apparently satisfied with the explanation. From there the conversation drifted to past experiences in the event and speculation on what was and wasn’t allowed. Despite everyone except Tinsel and Kor having participated in the past, only Torith had ever looked over the rules, and that had been mostly skimming. By the time they finished eating it had been determined that biting and clawing were definitely not allowed and generally agreed that referees seemed to object to certain kinds of shoving, but no one was entirely clear on the exact types that might be frowned upon. Ultimately they decided not to worry about the issue though, because as the veterans pointed out the penalties were only short timeouts. With that matter satisfactorily settled, the group headed to practice.
Fifth Event: Ice Hockey


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Torith | Thalassa | Colors of the Wind

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Tinsel | Kor | Nico



Entering the ice hockey event for this year’s Winter Games had been somewhat of a last minute decision, and as such the team was a mix of those who had competed in previous years and newcomers to the sport. The group had agreed it would be a good idea to meet over a light snack to go over the basics and make sure everyone was on the same page before heading to a rink to practice.

The weather was crisp but not unpleasant thanks to the bright sunshine, and the snow surrounding the outdoor eating area where they’d grabbed a table glistened in the light.

As the group settled themselves, Tinsel started the conversation by asking, “So what’s a match actually like?”

“A fierce battle on ice,” was Thalassa’s response, at the same time Torith said, “It’s an intense competition to see which team scores more points.”

The large guardian then explained further.

“Players aren’t supposed to swing the sticks like clubs—”

“Pity,” Colors of the Wind commented wistfully.

“—and they’re not supposed to deliberately trip their opponents, either—”

“Softies,” Thalassa muttered.

“—so that’s something you and Kor will have to keep in mind as our defensive players,” Torith finally finished.

“There are defensive roles?” Nico wondered aloud, mostly to himself. Thalassa, who sat beside him and had been on the same team in the past, shrugged in response.

“So Tinsel and I just try to get in their way?” Kor asked.

“Uh, pretty much?” Torith answered, uncertainty clear in his voice. “I mean, I think shoving is allowed, and you can try to get the puck away from them. You also help defend the goal if the other team gets the puck near it.”

Kor nodded in understanding, apparently satisfied with the explanation.

From there the conversation drifted to past experiences in the event and speculation on what was and wasn’t allowed. Despite everyone except Tinsel and Kor having participated in the past, only Torith had ever looked over the rules, and that had been mostly skimming. By the time they finished eating it had been determined that biting and clawing were definitely not allowed and generally agreed that referees seemed to object to certain kinds of shoving, but no one was entirely clear on the exact types that might be frowned upon. Ultimately they decided not to worry about the issue though, because as the veterans pointed out the penalties were only short timeouts.

With that matter satisfactorily settled, the group headed to practice.
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Ice Hockey

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Beowyr put his goggles on, still cold from the snow outside. He did one final check to ensure his skates were ready. On the whistle, he went out onto the ice.
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