Post by Brandwyn on Dec 8, 2010 16:23:56 GMT -5
Armored Combat: Knight / Officer level, Round 5
Katrina de Montgomery
Knight/Officer
Flourentine longswords
Skill 18
Armor: Full Plate (- 8)
Shield: no, but has sword, (-4)
vs.
Dougal
Knight/Officer
Sword (armoured combat)
Skill level 18
Minimal Armour (metal vambracers, padded jack, leather chest piece)
No Shield
(OOC: That looks like moderate armor to me, Dougal. So I am taking off 4 points)
Katrina enters the field carrying her helmet and feeling fit. The previous fights have her limbered up and she'd had time to catch her breath since the last fight. Her eyes sparkle as she watches Dougal enter the arena and she dons her helmet. She swings her sword in her usual warm up and stands ready, knowing Dougal might try something sneaky right from the starting horn.
Standing at the entrance to the arena was his friend, Greer and her man-at-arms, Henry, ready to intervene should things get out of hand. Katrina wasn't as worried though, she and Dougal had been working for a year on the problem of their berserker tendancies. She was confident they would not loose control here in this friendly competition. Still, she wasn't taking chances with herself. The extra plate mail over her stomach restricted her movement slightly, but she was used to it by now.
She smiled at Dougal, a gleam in her eye. "Finally! I was beginning to think they rigged it so we would not get to fight each other!" She grinned. "Don't go easy on me, Love, I plan to beat the pants off you!"
With that she stood lightly on the balls of her feet, the swords hanging loosely at her sides, ready to move in any direction.
Katrina de Montgomery
Knight/Officer
Flourentine longswords
Skill 18
Armor: Full Plate (- 8)
Shield: no, but has sword, (-4)
vs.
Dougal
Knight/Officer
Sword (armoured combat)
Skill level 18
Minimal Armour (metal vambracers, padded jack, leather chest piece)
No Shield
(OOC: That looks like moderate armor to me, Dougal. So I am taking off 4 points)
Katrina enters the field carrying her helmet and feeling fit. The previous fights have her limbered up and she'd had time to catch her breath since the last fight. Her eyes sparkle as she watches Dougal enter the arena and she dons her helmet. She swings her sword in her usual warm up and stands ready, knowing Dougal might try something sneaky right from the starting horn.
Standing at the entrance to the arena was his friend, Greer and her man-at-arms, Henry, ready to intervene should things get out of hand. Katrina wasn't as worried though, she and Dougal had been working for a year on the problem of their berserker tendancies. She was confident they would not loose control here in this friendly competition. Still, she wasn't taking chances with herself. The extra plate mail over her stomach restricted her movement slightly, but she was used to it by now.
She smiled at Dougal, a gleam in her eye. "Finally! I was beginning to think they rigged it so we would not get to fight each other!" She grinned. "Don't go easy on me, Love, I plan to beat the pants off you!"
With that she stood lightly on the balls of her feet, the swords hanging loosely at her sides, ready to move in any direction.