No One of Consequence |
Mal's swing nearly knocks the lighter man to the ground. He recovers his balance and stays on his toes shaking his head. "OK. Arright, I feel ya. Professional solja boy over here."
Derrek jukes trying to throw off Andre's guard, but he telegraphs it so badly that he nearly falls on his face when the bigger man easily pivots out of the way.
Next Up: Mal, Derrek
M SM 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
punch 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 1 = 6 power attack
Malandraenas |
Mal, taking advantage of the man's mis-step, turns his own pivot into a massive back-fist delivered towards his temple.
"Keep on jawing twinkle-toes."
Oh, how I wish my fists were slashing damage... cause my keen amulets dont work on fists!
Unarmed 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 10 - 2 = 27; Power Attack.
-- damage 1d3 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 4 = 11; power attack.
Gelik Aberwhinge |
Without wasting any motion, Mal's backhand cracks Derrek across the temple and the obnoxious sailor is out before he hits the deck!
A roar of cheers go up from everyone, and Gelik announces, "And the winner of our first bout is AAAn-dreeee! Alright, who's going to be our next challenger?"
Yep, all damage is non-lethal in this.
Aerys Mavato |
The gnome hesitates for a moment, clearly uncertain about what to make of this development when another woman's voice calls out in answer. "Hey Sash', how about you try picking on someone your own size!"
The first mate looks about to protest, but the black-haired half-elf flashes him an eager smile and he just shrugs his shoulders, helpless.
Alis Kirmoon |
Gelik looks somewhat nervously at Lisa as all the men on board hoot and holler in excitement. The older woman however merely shrugs her shoulders and shouts out, "Alright boys, ante-up, this is sure to be a wild fight. Sasha 'the snake' Nevah up against Aerys 'the bruiser' Mavato!"
Once the two have gotten their hands taped-up, Alis admonishes them, "Alright ladies, same rules as the guys but no hair-pulling. It's just not dignified. And GO!"
With that, she rings the bell and the two beauties drop into their stances, Sasha's fluid like a snake, Aerys' solid.
A 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
S 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Next Up: Sasha, Aerys
Theme: Street Fighter: Scala Rose
Malandraenas |
Mal wanders over to where his opponent is reviving himself and claps him on the back. "Thanks for the practice. The first pint when we hit land is on me."
He then wanders over by where Lureene is watching the fight, "Well, this is strange. I hear you usually have to pay good money to watch women wrestle."
He then whispers, "It's good to see what people are capable of in these situations, too."
Aerys Mavato |
Alton winces at the impact and spreads his arms to push some of the men out of the way that are getting too close, their lusty howls nearly deafening.
Rocked by the wind knocked from her lungs, Aerys tries to pound Sasha on the back but can't get good leverage from where she is.
Unarmed Strike 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 1 = 8
Sasha Nevah |
"Aaaah!" Sasha squeals as Aerys' gets the better of her, "Aww the deck's all sticky!"
Saving her breath, Aerys holds Sasha down with one hand and bounces her head off the deck with the other. Although the blow clearly hurts, leaving a knot on her forehead, Sasha doesn't cry out but instead worms her way free grabbing Aerys and putting the hurt on her in turn.
A Improved Grapple 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 5 = 32 grappled, advantage
dmg 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
S IG1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
A IG 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
S IG 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 5 = 20
dmg 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
A IG 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
S 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 5 = 16
dmg 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
A IG 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
S 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 5 = 32
dmg 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
A IG 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
S 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 5 = 15
Aerys Mavato |
For nearly half a minute, Sasha keeps Aerys in a painful arm-bar but the half-elf refuses to give up the fight. At long last, Sasha's grip slips giving the other woman a chance to finally move. Spinning on the deck, delivers a knee to her opponent that forces the breath from her.
However, the red-head is just as tenacious and once again springs a superior grapple on her. Her success is short-lived however as the stronger woman swiftly reverses the hold. When Sasha proves unable to break free, Aerys locks a wiry arm under her jaw, pressing her head forward to restrict her breathing.
After a few more moments of futile struggling, Sasha finally goes limp in Aerys' arms and the black-haired woman breathes a sigh of relief. Although she's shaky and her limbs are heavy from their match, the sailor struggles back to her feet and throws her hands up in the air defiantly giving a loud whoop of victory!
When Sasha finally groans and comes to, Aerys extends her a hand and pulls her rival back to her feet.
"Sh1t Sash'," she says, still breathing hard, "if even half the guys on this ship fought as well as you, we'd have to consider starting ourselves a merchant marine outfit!"
dmg 1d3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 = 7
S IG 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
A IG 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
S IG 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
A IG 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 5 = 25 advantage
dmg 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
S IG 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
A IG 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 5 = 19 advantage
dmg 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Aerys Mavato |
As Aerys finishes wrapping Alton's fists, she calls out, "Hey, don't go gettin' any bruises that I wouldn't give you now, ok? And keep all those pretty teeth in your head too."
With that, she gives him a kiss and a slap on the ass. Stealing a glance up at Sarah, she gives her healer friend a gingerly smile and manages a laugh.
First Mate Alton Devers |
The first mate pretends to hop in surprise at the slap and says in a low, throaty voice, "Aye, aye, Cap'n..."
To Andre he says, "Dunno. Storms happen then the Sun comes out, right?"
Nodding to his opponent, Alton bumps fists with Andre before you each take your places. When Gelik rings the bell, each man is equally quick to get ready with neither having the clear beat on the other. (Tied init, no one is flat-footed.)
M 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Alton 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Next Up: Mal, Alton
Theme: Street Fighter: Guile
Malandraenas |
Mal is still scratching his head when the bell rings, and while he gets the first shot off, it's far from a solid punch.
still with the unarmed notice - as in Mal's not trained in it.
Unarmed 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 10 - 2 - 4 = 10; power attack, non-proficiency.
-- damage 1d3 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 4 = 13.
Here's to hoping he has crap AC!
First Mate Alton Devers |
Alton tries to hop back but lessens the force of the blow only a little.
Already off-balance, he takes advantage of the potential and drives his fist into Mal's midsection just barely missing the burly soldier's solar plexus.
Improved Unarmed Strike 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 1 = 24
dmg 1d3 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
M hp: 34 - 9 = 25/51
Next Up: Mal, Alton
First Mate Alton Devers |
Once again, the two powerful men trade blows, like a couple of bears fighting over a stream! Seeing Mal aim a crushing blow at him, Alton responds as quickly as if Mal were attacking an armed man but his jab falls short.
Taking the hit solidly, Alton grunts from the impact, but gives back almost as good as he gets ramming a crushing elbow into Andre's sternum. Although your first is turning out to be far less athletic than Aerys and Sasha's, the men around you wince and groan with each impact. You're both starting to look fairly beat now!
AoO 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 1 = 11 power attack
Improved Unarmed Strike 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 1 = 23 power attack
1d3 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9 power attack
M hp: 25 - 9 = 16/51
Next Up: Mal, Alton