[ic] nameless III: lost and found

[Thomas Hobbes]

Nate catches the jab towards his stomach on his shield, and simultaneously swings out at head level with his club. Only Fredar's helmet saves him from a serious braining, as the blow turns him sideways with force. His ears ring. He's gonna feel that one for a while....

Mechanical breakdown:
Fredar rolled 12+3=15, Nate rolled 16+3=20 (the bonus is +3 rather than +4, because Nate loses his Dex bonus because he is flat-footed, having lost the initiative). No hit.

Nate rolled 18+5=23, Fredar rolled 6+8=14. That's a difference of 9 points, and just short of a critical. That means that Nate's damage is 1d8+3 (strength) +9 (the difference between the defense roll and the attack roll). Nate rolls a 7, for a total of 19 points of damage. Ouch. Fredar's toughness is 4, so that's reduced to 15 points.

Fredar has now taken 15 points of damage. That puts him 1 point short of staggered, and in the "jarred" catagory. He takes a -2 penalty to all actions.

 

[Maerdwyn]

"oink."

Inwardly vowing to leave his spear behind and stick to his sling in a real fight, Fredar figures he might as well go down fighting in this one. Tumbling away won't save me in a one-on-one I can't retreat from, it'll just postpone the inevitable. Just have to hope for a lucky hit.

Fredar fights defensively, attacking again with the shortspear, this time at -3 (+3, -2 Jarred, -4 for Defensive fighting.) Defense roll gets a total of +9 (+8, +3 for defensive fighting, -2 jarred?)

 

[DrZombie]

"Ouch, that must have hurt. Was that hollow sound your helmet or your skull?"
Nate prepares for another strike, circling his opponent, looking for the right time to attack.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Fredar attacks feebly, still reeling from the blow, and Nate sidesteps easily. His own swing is clumsy, however, and Fredar leaps backwards out of the way.

Mechanical breakdown:

Fredar rolled 7-3=4 on the attack roll, Nate 16+4 on the defense. Miss.

Nate rolled 6+5=11 on the attack, Fredar 19+9=28. And you're right, the jarred penalty applies to defense rolls as well.

 

[DrZombie]

"C'mon, I thought we were going to fight, not play hide-and-seek." Nate taunts, as he gets ready for another swing.

 

[Maerdwyn]

"Actually, it was hide and seek, didn't they tell you? You go hide - I'll come find you in a bit." Fredar jabs at Nate with his spear, hoping to get in at least one blow before he goes down.

edit: not fighting defensively this round(+1 attack, +6 Def)

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Fredar jabs, but as he does so his footing shifts in an unexpected way and the jab turns into a clumsy lunge. Nate blocks easily, and brings his right arm across his body for a powerful return swing, but his shield arm interferes and Fredar ducks easily.

Mechanics:
6+1=7, 15+4=19.

3+5=8, 19+6=25.

 

[DrZombie]

Screw subtility, let's give him a run for his money.

With a mighty roar, Nate releases all his anger. The whole world is reduced to a narrow, red corridor with Fredar at it's center.

Rage, power attack -2/+2

 

[Maerdwyn]

Fredar sees something in Nates eyes and wonders if the man has been pushed just a little too far in the past couple days. He takes a half hearted swing, keeping his distance just a bit. Then, whether he connects or not, he hears the scream, and knows he's in for it.

ooc: Fighting Defensively. (-3 attack, +9 Def)

 

[Maerdwyn]

Fredar swings tentatively at Nate, but the enraged man easily swats his stick aside. Nate lets go a mighty howl, and puts all his strength behind a blow aimed at Fredar's head. The slighter man ducks just in time, but feels the wind of the attack as it passes overhead.
OOC:
Fredar's attack: 13-3=10 vs Nate's Defense 19+2=21. Miss
Nates's attack: 7+5 (+2 for Rage, -2 Power attack)=12 vs. Fredar's Defense 6+9=15. Miss.