"The Survival Tournament is Quite Simple. For 2 to 2 and a Half Weeks, Teams will be sent into the Forest of Thiya. And over the course of those days, they are required to forage for their own Food, and shelter."
Leroys eyes widened as he looked to Kále whom to held an excited grin.
"And over these long weeks, these teams will fight against one another, and hope to, by sheer attrition, get the other teams to give up. Last team remaining in the Forest by the End, wins!"
Jeanne folded her arms, cocking her head to the Side "You know that's not at all what I was expecting when they said 'Tournament'"
Awoga Continued
"As for the Rules! One, No Fatal Injuries or Maiming is allowed! All members must enter and leave Thiya with all limbs intact. Two, Whatever you bring in is as much as you're allowed from the Outside world. Whatever your hands can carry, is all you get. Three, If A Third Week hits, the Games are Decided by the Team which did the most, and has the most points."
"As for Points, Every hit landed is one point, each person knocked unconscious is 10 points, each team expelled is 30. And speaking of Expelling, you may attempt to forcefully knock teams off of the Thiya. They will Safely fall onto Silkderia. Soft Clouds" She said shifting her gaze to the Crew as she Translated so that they knew
"Four, Combat is not mandatory. There are many individuals in this Tournament who wish to simply visit their ancestral homeland. Don't ruin the Experience by Attacking those not wishing to fight. There are Score Birds around Thiya watching and tracking what goes on."
"And Finally. The inner ruins of Thiya, is a Safe Zone. No combat is to happen once you enter the Clearing. Any damage to the Ruins comes out of your Pocket Shells!"
The next Thirty Minutes was spent announcing the Teams, ranging from only 3 people, to Squads of Thirty. Each team colored in a range of colors that they had parts of their wings Painted ahead of time just for the tournament.
The Red Sash was given the Color Red. A few strings having been pulled to make sure they no confusion happens with their participation
"Admission Begins at Nightfall! All teams will enter into the Forest at Staggered Times, but given equally enough time to prepare themselves! When the horn is heard! The Games begin!"
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"Agh! My Feet hurt…" Leroy complained. Night was splayed across the sky in inky blackness. They'd gotten through admission near the West side of Thiya, From what they could see, there was enough space between each spot where people entered that the Crew hadn't seen anyone else!
As for what they had, with the help of Raven, they were able to get quite a bit. Pots, Tinder, Tents, Sleeping bags, Pillows, Changes of clothes, soap, a few pre prepared meals that Noir spent the few hours before Nightfall making, as well as getting quite a bit of Raw ingredients.
With their own personal effects, and the Guarantee that Aponiv would have some of his best warriors watching over the Palm.
"So, the plan." Kirk said as he pulled out a small book from his back pocket. Resting on his hip "We need to make it to the Center of the Island."
As he spoke he unfolded a Map that was given to all contestants with one hand. A Diagram showing rivers, flat clearings, and a middle section of stone where the supposed Poneglyph was located. "We Gotta find the Poneglyph."
"And since I know you, you want to fight, It'd be in our best interest to move camp once every few days. Or once a day."
"Other than that. I got nothin'" He shrugged.
"Kirks right." Raven began "Our main goal is the Poneglyph. We could head right there, but we'd certainly run into just as many people heading there as well. Awoga mentioned that it's a Safe Zone, however"
"Sooo" Leroy trailed his word "Do we go to the Safe Zone or Not?"
With a frown, and his hands on his hips Kirk spoke to his captain "Well of course not! It may be a Safe Zone, but its the fact we'll run into people thats the problem."
"Oh yeah, right. Heheheh" He chuckled, crossing his legs as he sat on the ground
"Don't Laugh!" Kirk attempted to reprimand with a stern , an ineffective swat to the back of the captain's head. Which proved, as he already know would, ineffective and only caused Leroy to increase the volume of his laughter
Suddenly Leroy, and Kirks Annoyance were cut short as a Loud droning Siren, like a caw of a crow that had been put through a funnel and expounded by a tunnel. The Scout Birds Call.
They were all quick to mobilize, Jeanne puffed from her physical form and zipped into a Tree, her brand New Weapon; Balstra, in hand.
A Large and imposing 4-Armed Crossbow. The cross reticle sight that sat atop the rifle frame gave clear view to the Markswoman
Káles' thumb clacked against the scabbard, releasing the shining steel.
The Dress shoe of Noir scraped against the dirt.
With a Crack of his Knuckles, Leroy Spoke "Lets do this!"
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"On Your Right!" Screamed Jeanne, Alerting Kále to the Fighter who attempted an Ambush from the Brush! Leaping from the Thick Jungle leaves, large Bowie knife in hand! War paint strewn across his face!
Effortlessly Kále sidesteps the man, grazing his sword blade across the fat of his stomach, and Tripping him over his boot.
"Hrah!" Noir grunted, Shoving the sole of his shoe up into the air, sending the last ambush attacker flying backwards with a Bloody nose.
Flicking his ankle, Noir rid his fine shoe of the Blood. Kále Resheathing as well, dragging the Blade across the entrance of Sujikiki.
"Hnng…ah…" Moaning and Groaning came from the Group of Twelve that sat in various positions of injury. Non lethal, and at most a hairline fracture.
"Crawgh!" The Scout Bird called, Alerting that the Fight was Over, and Announcing the Dismissal of The Topaz Group.
Giving an almost uncharacteristic devilish grin, Dezzi whispered, running over to "Perfect Practice!"