Sir Manfred salutes Lord Kerrigan, the Judge and his opponent before lowering his lance and chargeing.
With no magic enhancements, Sir Manfred charges with an AC of 22.
Charge attack, no use of options
Lance Charge Attack: (1d20+9=23)
Lance Damage: (2d8+6=16) (capped at 15 points as lance shatters)
Opponent must make Ride check DC 20
IF Sir Manfred is hit, Ride check or unhorsed(no warsaddle, no handle animal bonus):
Ride Check (1d20+3=6)
IF unhorsed, chance for damage:
Ride Check: (1d20+3=7)
Damage if failed
Fall damage: (1d6=4)
Charge attack, no use of options
Lance charge attack: (1d20+9=19)
Lance Charge Damage:
Lance charge damage: (2d8+6=18) (capped at 15 points as lance shatters)
Opponent must make Ride check DC 20
IF Sir Manfred is hit, Ride check or unhorsed(no warsaddle, no handle animal bonus):
Ride Check: (1d20+3=12)
IF unhorsed, chance for damage:
Ride check: (1d20+3=4)
Damage if failed:
Fall damage: (1d6=3)
Charge attack, no use of options
Lance Charge Attack: (1d20+9=19)
Lance charge damage: (2d8+6=15) (capped at 15 points as lance shatters)
Opponent must make Ride check DC 20
IF Sir Manfred is hit, Ride check or unhorsed(no warsaddle, no handle animal bonus):
Ride Check: (1d20+3=10)
IF unhorsed, chance for damage:
Ride check: (1d20+3=9)
Damage if failed:
Fall damage: (1d6=5)
After the joust, Sir Manfred thinks to himself "I have got to invest in a military saddle..."
The most heavily armored warriors of the joust stare down the road at each other. The battle quickly becomes the one everyone has a stake on. The sound of wood splintering on steel is drowned out by the roar of the crowd. The approval of the crowd is loud enough to make both knights forget they are far from civilization. Sir Manfred and The Rogue Knight are knocked from their horses and have to remount.
In the second course, neither of the two knights score a significant hit. Shields deflect lances in a bout that still delights the crowd but gives neither much headway.
In the final course of the pairing, The Rogue Knight anticipates Manfred's attack and defense and urges his horse forward, changing the angle of his lance just slightly. Manfred's lance is batted away as The Rogue Knight's smashes into the steel-covered breast, knocking the wind out of Manfred and knocking Manfred from his horse.
"Well jousted!! Well Jousted!!!"
"Ah, congratulations, Sir Rogue. I see that we are to joust in the final joust that will announce the rightful winner!"
Or are we?
TRK remains stoic but he seems to favor his left side. Could it be he sustained some massive injury?
"Thank you for your kind words, Sir Kornelius."
TRK remains stoic but he seems to favor his left side. Could it be he sustained some massive injury?
"Thank you for your kind words, Sir Kornelius."
"The good Father is available if you need some healing, Sir Knight," says Falcon.
Sir Manfred retakes his seat and looks towards the Judges Platform. That was a somewhat embarassing performance, he thought. He wondered if there was a military saddle for sale here at the keep...
Course 1
Kornelius tightens the reins on this joust.
Course 2
Kornelius tightens the reins on this joust.
Course 3
Kornelius tightens the reins on this joust.
Kornelius has made his attacks.
Nah, we're waiting for Radaval. If you see him posting, poke him. He's really busy these days.
First Pass
Second Pass
Third Pass
The final match in these two days of jousting quickly becomes the most exciting. Kornelius Rowel decides to tighten his reins and take the blows in the hopes that he'll be able to stay on his horse.
During the first course both contestants score solid lance-shattering blows. Kornelius manages to stay on Sting but the Rogue Knight is knocked from his.
Their wooden lances replaced, The Rogue Knight and Kornelius charge down the old dirt road again. In the second course, both contestants are knocked from their horses.
The final course of the day sees both contestants wiping dirt from their knightly bottoms again.
Falcon Warchild begins to stand to declare Kornelius the winner of the match, and of the day when a horse whinnies darkly from down the road.
A chestnut warhorse ridden by a rider in reddish-brown platemail sits menacingly in the middle of the road. His burnished platemail reflects the red from the Cinderland's soil giving his metal clad legs the appearance of having waded through blood.
The glint of the late noon sun reflecting off his lance tells you he's not playing with wood.
Although his visor is down, it is clear he is challenging the unhorsed Kornelius Rowel, who stands armed with only a broken wooden lance.
Sir Manfred stands up abruptly from his chair, still holding the ice to is chest. Who is this rude intruder? He tries to make out the insignia on his shield.
Kornelius takes out his sword and orders the intruder, "Name yourself, you knave! Then we shall see about this challenge of yours."
Manfred can make out a variation of Kornelius' own shield. The redclad knight raises his visor and glowers. Kornelius recognizes his own brother. Even the murderous intent in his eyes is not unfamiliar.
Percival stops eating pastries and looks round for the Lord's decision on this interruption. He even goes as far as to let the serving wench off his lap as he stands fully three feet tall.
"I say, such an ill-favoured face, I trust he has better manners that such an ugly mien," adds the halfling prince to the rest in the box.
"This is a bit of a surprise. Did you arrange this Falcon?"
"This day will be remembered as mine, little brother," growls Kargan.
Anyone witnessing the match may join this conflict but unless you had good reason to be wearing armour, sitting on your horse, and carrying a lance, you might need to sit out the first round or so.
With a sulfurous oath, Sir Manfred tosses aside his ice and hastily dons his breastplate only; no time to fully armor!
"Trouble! To me!"
Percival shouts off to one side, "you men help that knight with his breastplate and see to his other equipment.
The four musicians leg it as fast as they can and struggle with the lance and such like. After all they are used to far smaller equipment.
Manfred soon has four pairs of hands helping him and the Prince waves a thumbs up to the brave knight.
"Watch out that horse is coming."
Round 2
With the assistance of the minstrals, Sir Manfred will complete hastily donning his breastplate, slap on his batwinged helm (Standard); and then Mount up his horse Trouble (Move).
"Brother! How dare you interrupt this glorious moment of mine! And in front of our parents!" Signalling to the other jousters of the competition, he shouts, "Attack him! But don't kill him."
Kornelius tries to get on his horse.
INITIATIVE=
Round 3
Sir Manfred will grab up and secure his shield and lance and begin cantering towards the field.
Round 3
Sir Manfred will grab up and secure his shield and lance and begin cantering towards the field.
"Brother! How dare you interrupt this glorious moment of mine! And in front of our parents!" Signalling to the other jousters of the competition, he shouts, "Attack him! But don't kill him."
Kornelius tries to get on his horse.INITIATIVE= 1d20
Kargan charges down the road towards his younger brother obviously intending to trample him.
Kornelius, who sees what Kargan is willing to do, says, "Ah, trying to trample me, are you? As you wish. But you know, do reconsider, I have a mighty swing. No? Do you want a taste of my sword? Yes? As you wish. I would have never believed I'd do this but, take THAT!" And with that, Kornelius takes a mighty swing and...
Kargan's horse kicks up tufts of hard cinderland dust as he charges straight towards Kornelius.
A horse's hoof stabs out at Kornelius' side as he falls prone.
Kargan continues onward and begins to turn his horse to charge back towards Kornelius as Kornelius tries to stand.
As Kornelius starts to stand, Kargan charges towards his brother again, swinging his battleaxe from the saddle as he rides by.
Kargan barely manages to maintain his grip on his axe as Manfred enters the field of combat.
Never one to like seeing an unfair fight, Kallista feels her blood boiling at the injustice. Unarmed, she nonetheless feels that she must do something to help.
Never one to like seeing an unfair fight, Kallista feels her blood boiling at the injustice. Unarmed, she nonetheless feels that she must do something to help.
Kornelius gets on his feet and takes another swing at Kargan.
"Drink cold eggnog, you dishonourable fool. Your brother is worth ten of you."
Round 4
Sir Manfred shouts across the field.
"Hold Varlet! You now face the wrath of the VonFalkenburgs!" And then charges to attack Kargan.
"Drink cold eggnog, you dishonourable fool. Your brother is worth ten of you."
Kargen is surprised to find himself suddenly blinded by thick, eggy liquid. He also finds it very difficult to wipe his eyes while holding a shield and a battleaxe. Although blinded, he charges at his brother once again.
What would have been a deadly blow, misses Kornelius as he ducks to the left.
Even blinded, he is able to kick aside Manfred's poorly aimed lance.