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Post by Roland Cordwayner on Apr 19, 2019 22:30:29 GMT 1
Fossoway glory was assured in this match, for Lord Fossoway was a storied knight with a long career and his young opponent rode one of House Fossoway's peerless mounts. [P2] Ashord R1 Know your opponent: 5d6k3 18PR: 21 Health: 12/12 AR: 11 I/W/F: 0/0/0
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Post by Father on Apr 20, 2019 10:59:22 GMT 1
Lord Fossoway used to be better, but definitely no slouch. Who knows what that experienced jouster might opt for this time?
Animal Handling 4 Ride 2 Fighting 4 Lances 2 Endurance 4 (Flaw) Superior Destrier Superior Plate
Goes noble, catch 22, go high in saddle and probably get unhorsed, not go high in saddle and probably miss a lance. Going Aggressive 1 or 2 is probably a middle road.
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Post by Roland Cordwayner on Apr 21, 2019 12:12:08 GMT 1
In the first three passes Roland rode fairy conventionally. There would be time for unorthodoxy and riskier tactics later. Joust lord Fossoway: agg1, EF,N;sis;cyb: 3#8d6k4+9 30 26 32 3#6d6k4+1 18 16 21 3#6d6k4 22 15 22PR down to 20 these rounds (1-3).
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Post by Septon Abelar on Apr 24, 2019 0:09:56 GMT 1
Lord Jaime Fossoway rides out on a lively destrier trimly caparisoned in the red and yellow of his house. With his form obscured in steely plate, his age is betrayed only by the dyed feather tucked into the top of his helmet--a mainstay of his generation that has fallen out of fashion. At the sound of the clarion, he puts spurs to flank and takes an aggressive posture. The first clash provokes a gasp or two as Roland's blow rolls him flat-backed against his mount, while his own lance bonks uselessly against his foeman's shield before being trampled to kindling by both horses. He recovers, provoking cheers from the crowd, and rides a more respectable second pass, shattering his lance and managing his position more skillfully. On the third pass, the shrill titters of the crowd rise to a fever crescendo as the two knights thunder toward each other again, slowly allowing their lances to dip into position. Perhaps the Lord of Cider Hall can uncork his reserves, flowing once more to glory on the field. Perhaps this Apple is still firm yet, just when they started to whisper that he'd gone to mush and worms on the inside. Perhaps the spirit of Foss the Archer will guide his lance! Perhaps. The coronal of Ser Roland's lance catches him a span below the collar, lifting Lord Fossoway bodily from his saddle. For that brief moment, Roland's lance bends absurdly. Then it shatters in twain as Fossoway falls to the dirt, as all apples eventually must. The stands erupt with support for Roland and concern for the overthrown Fossoway in equal measure. Not all men have the fortitude to rise from the dead. Lord Fossoway joust: N, Agg2; sis (sup mount); cyb (flaw): 3#5d6k3+6 19 20 22 3#6d6k4+1 19 18 21 3#4d6k3 16 9 14Explaining my logic below since I'm rusty at this. PR: 17 (18 +1 superior mount -2 Aggressive stance) So Roland's first blow is a 3 DOS hit v. PR 17, which Fossoway withstands 19 v. TN 18. 0 DOS in return. The second blow is 2 DOS hit, again absorbed 18 v. 14. Fossoway is still ineffectual on offense against Roland's PR Fossoway lands a 1 DOS hit, which Roland weathers 16 v. TN 10. On the third pass, Roland delivers a crushing 4 DOS hit, which Fossoway cannot ride through. He falls with a SIS result of 21 v. TN 22. He again scores 1 DOS on Roland, with a 22 against Roland's PR of 20. Roland keeps his seat with a SIS 21 result v. TN 10. I don't think damage or HP is relevant at this stage, since I don't think it would have impacted anything in the third and final round. (EDIT: See Father's post below)
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Post by Father on Apr 24, 2019 0:15:58 GMT 1
He does take defeat by running out of health after hitting the ground the way I calculate damage done.
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Post by Roland Cordwayner on Apr 24, 2019 10:46:08 GMT 1
Roland trotted over to the stricken Lord Fossoway, relieved that the apple was merely bruised rather than split.
"Lord Fossoway, I have the fortune to ride one of your family's fabled steeds already, ransoming your mount seems an ill way to repay one who has drawn swords alongside me."
"My late friend Ser Donnel Blackbriar favoured such a flourish on his helm - it would honour me if you allowed me such a ransom to honour a fallen comrade."
Donnel had been of a similar vintage, and had built his storied reputation on his skill, self-discipline and style.
[OOC: consequences of defeat - Ransom of Lord Fossoway's feather and armour, forgoing horse ransom.]
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