Team: Moat Swimmers
Category: 13. The Band. Portray your MocAthalon team as the next big thing in the music world. Will they be spiky haired punk rockers? A college acappella quintet? Make sure to build a scene for them; just figures won't do.
I had a lot of fun with this one. I knew I could get castle/fantasy into a category somewhere! I used Mark Erickson's Falworth Tree Design again, in case you were wondering. Well, let's meet the performers!
Kentonian III, the leader of the newly-formed Moat Swimmers band, was once a renowned violinist in the royal court of France. Having garnered much fame for his playing, he sought to take his talents around the kingdom, but the king (who was especially fond of his music) would hear nothing of it. After trying unsuccessfully for many months to convince the king to let him go for a short tour, Kentonian eventually escaped, swimming across the moat with his violin case over his head (keeping the violin dry and covering his blonde hair in the night).
Jackson (long-bow bass) was banished from the dwarf kingdom at the young age of 15. He had grown over five feet tall, and was thrown into the moat to drown. Fortunately for Jackson, the moat was only four feet deep (plenty deep enough to drown a normal dwarf), and he easily escaped to safety.
Sir Edwyn (also known as “The Crasher”) is known throughout the surrounding regions for his bold style. Beginning simply with pots and pans, Edwyn soon moved on to bigger and better things, such as doors, walls, etc., making as much noise as he could in any way possible. One day he fired 10 of the royal cannons within the span of a minute, and before he knew what had happened, he was being catapulted over the castle wall. As he began to sink to the bottom of the moat, he spotted a rusty chain hanging from the drawbridge. He pulled himself up to the surface, and swam to shore. Ever since, he claims that heavy metal saved his life, and refuses to play anything else. Swords, shields, armor, helmets, you name it - if it’s metal, he’ll play it.
Justin (bagpipes) is the quietest member of the group - speaking, that is... definitely not instrument-wise... He never removes his hood, and some of the other members believe that could be because he may have lost an ear to the crocodiles while swimming across a moat. No one knows for sure, though, as he rarely speaks... he lets his music do the talking... and that’s loud enough!
Chris (vocals) claims to be descended from the high elves (probably just an excuse for his big ears), and brags that he swam 3 laps around a crocodile-infested moat without even getting wet. Since joining the band, he has grown his hair out, and tends to dress in the flashiest outfit he can find (secretly, the other members agree that he’s just out to try and impress the ladies). Chris prefers hard rock (a.k.a. “Stone”) music. Careful, Chris, that’s not a mic you’re about to eat!
Unfortunately for Chris, I don't think anyone's falling for it.
In fact, it seems most of the townsfolk are not too crazy about the band...
Well, at least the guards don't seem to mind.
Or do they?
At least someone is having fun!
Wait, there's a loyal fan! On second thought, maybe he's been at the tavern too long.
"Not listening!" Yeah, probably not a bad idea, Gollum.
"Leave now, and never come back!"
Ok, ok, we get the point, Gollum. I guess we weren't meant to be a band after all. I think we'd better just stick to building! :D