XD nice, Tooky

All look upon the mighty warhorse, Bree! He charges the pole and leaps, soaring over it effortlessly! What a horse!

*steps in to judge for sake of time*

Based on the proportions of each contestant's height, I am pleased to announce the following winners:

Bronze to Bree
Silver to Wimbleweather
Gold to the unknown Dufflepud

Today's event is marathon swimming (10 km).

The surprise candidate for this event is none other than Reepicheep representing the talking mice of Narnia. Reepicheep is the first mouse to ever qualify for the 10km swim. Many have doubted his ability to take part in his event saying that while they do not doubt the bravery of one who has proven himself so often in battle, they do not believe a mouse can keep going in the water for so long. In response to the critics Reepicheep has said that he has dreamed of taking part in an open ocean event ever since a dryad sang a prophesy to him of the sea when he was just a mouselet. He has also been quoted as saying that should his arms give out during the swim "I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise and Peepiceek will be head of the talking mice in Narnia."

Puddleglum with his powerful frog kicks led the pack in the breast stroke, and his arms were like a blur of propellers on the backstroke; and though he lost his hat on freestyle he never missed a beat and his turn-arounds were unbelievable with his long legs like giant springs. He definitely dominated the medley!

Ladies and Gentlemen, here comes our newest athlete to this event! He got involved in swimming only two years ago, when he leapt from a boat without knowing how to swim. This Telmarine Soldier has informed us he took a vow to learn when that happened, and ever since then he has been training relentlessly, preparing for today. Although he would do much better if he would not wear his armor, he is swimming with considerable skill!

Bronze to the Telmarine Soldier (*high-fives Tenny for including him in the event*)
Silver to Reep (*high-five Ajjie for that stirring description of Reep's qualifications*)
Gold to Puddleglum (*high-fives Benisse for pointing out that of course he'd be a natural swimmer!*)

Puddleglum, fingering his heavy golden medal curiously: "Well this will no doubt be the death of me, sinking me for sure the next time I try to swim I shouldn't wonder."

And the next event is (drumrolllllllll): ARCHERY!

First up is a lady centaur: she is tall and her arms are strong. The sun glints off her chestnut coat and leather armour, and her tail (exquisitely braided) brushes gently against her hocks. The long, wavy locks of her dark hair are pulled back over her sharp ears and fastened behind with a golden thread. Her bow is of fine workmanship, possibly made by dwarves, but the arrow she is using seems to be of a rather unconventional kind...is the tip on fire? She draws back and freezes for a fraction of a second, as perfect as a statue. Then all at once she releases, and with a soft snap of the bowstring the arrow flies forward.
But wait! Only halfway through its flight the arrow bursts in a shower of blue sparks, and there appears a ruby-and-black bird with a crest on its head. Fire licks along the edges of its primary feathers, spreads across all its wings, and finally engulfs its entire body. Of course, a perfect score is made, but it is difficult to determine this at first due to the fact that the entire target was burnt to a cinder upon the Phoenix's impact. Fortunately, however, a sharp-eyed eagle, namely one Farsight, is able to confirm the score.
The question is raised by some of the other contestants as to the legitimacy of the shot, particularly because it could be argued that there were two contestants working together, but the centaur reminds everyone that there had never been any specification as to the kind of arrow that could be used in the competition.

Behold, Susan!
Her strong arms pull the arrow back, with her hair blowing in the wind, she aims, and POW! One less enemy to take down

Ilgumuth Tarkaan of Calormene takes his place. His feet are planted firmly upon the earth, his twisted lip curled in determination. Studying the target, his eyes glint with the suppressed fire of battle. He stands there a moment, as if to size up the target. Then, in almost single motion, he aims and fires, swift and strong. As the target sails through the air, it may well be that Ilgumuth remembers the Narnian Giant he felled during the attack on Anvard....

The judges huddled after the contestants completed their shots, apparently in heated discussion. Apparently some loved the showmanship of the lady centaur, while others argued that she should be penalized for destroying the target and involving another creature besides the regulation equipment. Also some were impressed by the Tarkaan's prowess in sending the target sailing through the air, while others complained that there should be a penalty for moving the target even though he scored full marks on accuracy.

At last the results were posted without comment:
Gold to Queen Susan of Narnia.
Silver to Ilgumuth, Tarkaan of Calormene.
Bronze to the unnamed lady centaur of Narnia.

Dazzle, it is your turn. If a new event has not been announced by tomorrow morning, I will select a new one to allow the game to continue.

Oops! Sorry 😕

The new event issssss: SWORDPLAY 😀

(That's fine.)
Also, due to the lateness of today's event announcement, the deadline for winner entry and selection is tomorrow evening.
(Also, oops, Ilgumuth moved the target?! I meant arrow, but anyway.)

Stepping into the ring is Prince Cor of Archenland. A newcomer to the Narnialympics, we're not entirely sure what to expect from the once-lost crown prince, though we hear from his royal brother that Prince Cor's swordplay could be described as "dangerous". That glint in Prince Cor's certainly looks dangerous, but can he hold his own in this tournament? Only time will tell....

I nominate Peter!