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Post by Parmen Redwyne on Jan 2, 2019 3:24:42 GMT 1
CD: 9 (13) HP: 12/12 F/I/W: 1/2/0 Long Sword Large Shield Takes Fatigue to ignore AP {D11} Finale: Charge Rufus Thorne: 7d6k4+4 20 Gods dammit Roland do you always need to keep finding new ways to drag this contest out!Parmen had fought his brother-in-law Imry, Martyn Stackhouse, Manfryd Grimm, Ser Daemon bloody Blackfyre plus a half a dozen other knights whose names he couldn't remember. He was bruised sore and exhausted. And despite all that beneath his helm he had a smile from ear to ear. Riding besides his brothers and cousins; the Redwynes against the best of the rest, this was what the tourney was supposed to be about. For brief moments he could forget about the treachery, the politics and the murders and lose himself in the clash of arms alongside his brothers. Roland is right. I don't want this to end!He set spurs to Tempest. "Highever! Highever and the Arbor!"
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Post by Father on Jan 2, 2019 10:01:38 GMT 1
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Post by Father on Jan 2, 2019 18:17:20 GMT 1
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Post by Parmen Redwyne on Jan 2, 2019 19:52:52 GMT 1
Takes an injury to ignore damage from Roland's attack CD: 9 (13) HP: 7/12 F/I/W: 3/3/0 (tough) Long Sword Large Shield Takes Fatigue to ignore AP (4 Fatigue) {D11} Finale: Aim/Attack Rufus Thorne: 9d6k5+3 26 (forgot -2 for fatigue) New Total is 24 3DOS unless he takes fatigue
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Post by Father on Jan 2, 2019 20:40:05 GMT 1
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Post by Eoric Applehouse on Jan 2, 2019 22:39:00 GMT 1
"Comeonyefilthyfuckingbuggers!"
His hollering isn't necessarily directed at anyone in particular - could be a challenge to his opponents as much as an encouragement to his allies. Never the less, Eoric Applehouse continues to curse and hurl profanity about him as he swings for Ser Zachery.
CD: 11 (16) AR: 10 Health 3/9 F/IW: 3/0/0 Lesser Action: Aim Lesser Action: Attack Ser Zachery (Aim, Cautious, LBFI-2b, Talented Reroll): 6d6k3+3 16 - 2 DoS - I read his CD as 8 (9 + 4 No AP - 5 Reckless Attack) 2 dmg - unhorsed if defeated
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Post by Father on Jan 3, 2019 8:08:22 GMT 1
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Post by Eoric Applehouse on Jan 3, 2019 12:28:44 GMT 1
”Piss on this!”” A confident fighter, sending a few would-be-knights off their horses and in to the muck was little challenge but Redtusk? No, piss on that.
”Yield! Damn yer bones, I yield!”
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Post by Parmen Redwyne on Jan 3, 2019 15:33:47 GMT 1
If I am tracking Rufus Thorne yielded in the previous round. So that was Roland attacking me just now correct? CD: 9
HP: 3/12
F/I/W: 3/2/0 (tough)
Long Sword
Large Shield {D11} Finale: Aim/Attack RolandP: 9d6k5+3 30 Looks like 4DOS an 10 damage after Armor to me. Will add fluff later
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Post by Father on Jan 3, 2019 16:52:32 GMT 1
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Post by Father on Jan 3, 2019 16:54:11 GMT 1
The field is down to 3 on 4. Redtusk 14-11-4/12-4 injury, 3 fatigue (Tough) Horas Redwyne unconcious-3 injury, 4 fatigue Parmen 9-10-5/12-4 injuries-4 fatigue-1 wound (tough)
Willem Starling yields-1 injury, 4 Fatigue Farman Flowers 11-10-3/12-1 injury, 4 fatigue Quentyn Ball Yields-1 injury, 4 fatigue Roland Pommingham unconcious-3 injuries, 3 fatigue
Iniative count: Redtusk 12 (R) Parmen 9 (R) Farman 2 (F)
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Post by Parmen Redwyne on Jan 3, 2019 22:26:24 GMT 1
{D11} Finale: Aim/Attack RolandP: 9d6k5+1 20 Should be plus two (miscounted fatigue) 22 No damage assuming he takes fatigue. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________- Parmen is growing increasingly fatigued and the sword seems to grow heavier by the second.
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Post by Father on Jan 4, 2019 7:55:36 GMT 1
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Post by Father on Jan 4, 2019 23:40:57 GMT 1
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Post by Parmen Redwyne on Jan 5, 2019 6:27:27 GMT 1
CD: 9 HP: 1/12 F/I/W: 4/4/1 Long Sword Large Shield {D11} Finale: CYB: 3d6-2 13 {2D0S} New HP: 3
Going to Spend a DP to give Farman -1B Godsmothrfuckdammit!! Parmen swayed on his horse from the force of the blow. Roland acted quickly and intentionally to put himself in-between Parmen and their remaining opponent. Ser Farmun was a capable knight but Parmen would have put silver on Roland any day. Parmen took advantage of the momentary pause to suck in deep lungfuls of air. He could feel some of his ribs shifting. A part of him, the bruised and potentially broken part, wanted to quit but he couldn't. Not with his older brother still standing. It was more then stubbornness or even pride; yielding would have placed his brother against two opponents. He and Roland had come this far and he wouldn't abandon his captain and his kin until he collapsed in the saddle.
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