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Post by Brandwyn on Nov 30, 2010 15:03:08 GMT -5
Armored Combat Advanced level Round one
Lea Goldsmith knives and daggers Skill 18 Armor: Minimal (Bracers and a heavy canvas sleevless tunic) (minus 2 on rolls) Shield: no, but she does have a knife in each hand she uses both for defence and attack. (minus 2 on rolls?)
Lea scowls as the marshal points out that she may not throw her daggers at any time. "Damn! There goes half my advantage!" Now she would have to resort to more dastardly tactics. Before the match begins, she makes sure the lacings on the front of her tunic are undone down far enough to leave plenty of cleavage showing. She hikes up her skirst on each side, exposing her legs nearly up to her buttocks. Then she smiles sweetly at her opponent as she draws her knives, placing the left one along her forearm and holding the other loosely in her right hand.
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Post by Ringulf on Nov 30, 2010 16:51:50 GMT -5
Heathbruin Two handed sword Skill level 17 Armor: studded leather bracers, greives broad belt and helm (moderate armore -4)
Heath being the kind of man who appreciates this kind of tactic, strips off his own shirt to present his well defined, massive physique above the waist, then rolls his kilt up to the tops of his legs as well, of course he wears nothing beneath his kilt, but his furred sporan provides for modesty. He squats down a bit on his knotted, muscular legs and brings his huge claymore around to a forward deffensive posture with the sword hilt held just below his waist in both hands and the tip at Lea's face hieght.
"Tew ca' pley a' tha' game Lass! though ah must sey, yew cum well armed fer this type o' fight"
With that they circle getting as good a look at each other as possible until Heath strikes.
He rolls:11 Neck (light damage – flesh wound, bruise, partial choking)
11+17=28-2=26
Heath's total =26
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Post by Brandwyn on Nov 30, 2010 17:59:16 GMT -5
Lea watched with growing mirth as her opponent hitched up his own skirts baring muscular legs. She had to admit he had the physique to pull off the look admirably.
She danced around him feinting in and out of range of his weapon, hoping to find an opening where she could get inside of his reach. She didn't quite dodge his first swing fully, but managed to deflect the worst of it with her blade along her forearm. That gave her the chance to dart inside as he followed through with his swing and take a slash at him.
6 Right leg (light damage – flesh wound, bruise)
6 + 18 = 24 - 4 = 20
Lea 20, Heath 26 Heath wins! Score Heath 1 to 0
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Post by Ringulf on Dec 1, 2010 0:30:06 GMT -5
"Very nice Darlin bu' yew canna stay out there runnin' around forever eventually yew are gonna' have tew try tew hit meh! Heath says with a goodnatured smile. He loves trash talk and has always felt it was tantamount to good swordplay!
He rolls again: 16 Torso front (severe damage – deep cut, vital organ pierced, ribs broken)
16+17=33-2=31
Heath again takes a solid swing at the sumptuous female warrior.
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Post by Brandwyn on Dec 1, 2010 16:57:15 GMT -5
Lea woofed as his sword made contact and she tried to roll with it to lesson the impact. Rolling back up onto her feet inside his reach again, she struck with the flat of her blade.
8 Torso back (light damage – flesh wound, bruise)
8 + 18 = 26 -4 = 22 total 22
Heath 31, Lea 22. Heath wins another point
Score Heath 2 to 0
Lea rubs her ribs where a bruise is beginning to form and smiles back at Heath. "Nice shot. Are you as handy with all your weapons, Milord?" She dances away from him again and drops a shoulder suggestively, flicking a wink to Omensinger watching in the sidelines.
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Post by Ringulf on Dec 1, 2010 17:07:16 GMT -5
"Ah am sweet thing an yew dunna hav ta ask yoor boyfreinds permission ta kick me arse I will even the odds fer ya"
With that he throws his claymor off to the side and it sticks in the ground about 20 yards away and draws his large dirk with one hand.
They circle and he lunges,
He rolls:7 Head (light damage – flesh wound, bruise)
7+17=24-2=22
Heath's total = 22
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Post by Brandwyn on Dec 1, 2010 17:08:31 GMT -5
Lea spares a quick glance at the huge sword but quickly returns her attention to Heath, one eyebrow raised in surprise.
She wasn't quite quick enough, however and awkwardly blocks his move. He knocked the knife out of her left hand as she blocked him.
1 Fumble (attacker drops weapon, trips, string breaks etc.)
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Post by Brandwyn on Dec 1, 2010 20:03:43 GMT -5
Lea quickly countered with a slash at him with the knife in her right hand, debating on drawing another dagger out of her hip high black leather boot to replace the one now lying some ten feet away.
7 Head (light damage – flesh wound, bruise)
7+18= 25 - 4 = 21
Heath 22 , Lea 21 Heath wins
Score Heath 3 to 0
Lea sheathed her knife and clapped her hands. "Nicely done! Perhaps we can cross knife blades again in the future. I would love to spar with you again!" She stepped forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek, a twinkle in her eye and then skipped off the field.
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Post by Ringulf on Dec 1, 2010 22:15:37 GMT -5
Heath puts his hands on his hips after the flirty little kiss and gives a big chuckle,
"Ah would fight ya agin Lass just to see 'ow mooch we wou' haf' te take off next time to distract each other properly!"
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