[Day 5, Round 2] A Grimm Spectacle [Balon vs. Manfryd Grimm]

Passive Ride: 18 (15)
To Hit: 6d6k4+4
Damage: 8 (ANH +1, +2 Charge, +1 Courser) / DoS
Stay In Saddle: 6d6k4
Catch Your Breath: 6d6k4
AR: 10 (Full Plate)
HP: 2/12
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R2, P2 vs Grimm, Aggressive 3, Braced, EF, Noble: 6d6k4+6 17, 0 DoS
R2, P2 vs Grimm, SiS, CyB: 6d6k4+3 15 vs TN 18 (15 +3 from Noble) 6d6k4 16


Fails SiS, No CyB, Total damage taken including falling off horse = 10
Ser Manfryd's first strike against Balon was slightly better than his own but both stayed like a statue in their saddles. On the second pass Balon's aim was off. Be it the distraction from his confrontation with Lady Ashara, his less than stellar meeting with Maegelle and Denyse Cordwayner, or fucking Lady Jeyne into the late hours, something distracted him. He managed to break his lance against Manfryd's shield but the return blow caught Balon dead center. He felt himself rock back and though he was braced he could feel himself slipping to the right. Nothing he did stopped the inevitable fall as gravity took hold. With a crash he hit the ground and rolled to a stop.

Fuck you Lord Marq you piece of shit and fuck you Ser Rowan. Balon had no one to blame but himself but it didn't stop him from cursing a few select people. He stood, hands on hips in frustration. He looked to Ser Manfryd and bowed, as graceful as one could be in defeat. He'd lost but at least he'd lost to someone he respected. As he walked off he removed his helm and looked to the ground as he walked. At least Ser Walton is dead. And if Jeyne fucks me any harder she'll end up with child. It was the best Balon could come up with to lessen the sting that he was already out of the tournament.