>>1480492
>>Talk with the Guild clerk.

>>1480492
>Go find Morgan.

>>1480492
>Go find Morgan.

Time for knights!

>>1480492
>Go find Morgan.

>>1480492
>Go check on Naru and Nino.

>>1480492
>Go check on Naru and Nino.

>>1480492
>Talk with the Guild clerk.

>>1480492
>Talk with the Guild clerk.

>>1480492
>>Go find Morgan

>>1480492
>Talk with the Guild clerk.

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>>1480492
You manage to quietly sneak out of the tavern. Well, sneak as best out of there as a knight in full plate armor was capable of, but everybody was distracted by Solaire's merrymaking, so that worked out in your favor.

You get outside, and it was already rather dark, the town only lit by torches and lanterns and ominous light of Luna. Naturally, most of the townsfolk had retreated to their homes, where the walls and light would protect them. Annoyingly enough, you could see a few Elves milling about, basking in Luna's cold and heartless light.

You try your best to ignore the Elves as you look around, Morgan nowhere in sight. You cold breeze blows past as you scan your surroundings, trying to figure out where she went.

>The stable.
>The ramparts.
>The forest.
>Other

>>1480711
>The forest.

>>1480711
>>The forest.

>>1480711
>The forest.

I hope there's a load of priceless artifact weapons to collect or people to convert.

>>1480711
>The ramparts.

>>1480711
>The forest.

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>>1480711
>>The stable.

>>1480737
>priceless artifact weapons

I'd be more concerned about if they still work or not because "Old things are better", especially in fantasy.

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>>1480711
Acting on a hunch, you start walking over to the town gate. As always, there were a pair of guards standing watch, and they immediately snap to attention when they catch sight of you arriving.

"U-um, what do you need, sir?" One of the guards stammers.

You wonder why he's scared. Maybe the darkness was making your armor look imposing?

Nevertheless, you point to the gate.

"Y-you want to go out, sir?" The guard asks. Perplexed.

You nod, point to the tavern and then to the gate again, wondering if they saw anybody leaving from there.

"Right, there was a lass who went out a little while ago." The other guard nods. "But like we told her, going out is dangerous-"

You pull out your halberd, its steel head glinting in the moonlight.

"Right, sir. Of course, sir." The guard hastily nods as he unbars the gate and opens it just wide enough to allow you through.

You nod respectfully to them as you head out and into the trees. Now how to find Morgan?

>Try your hand at tracking.
>Make a ruckus, she'll probably come investigate.
>Other

>>1480829
>Try your hand at tracking

>>1480829
>Make a ruckus, she'll probably come investigate.

>>1480829
>Try your hand at tracking.

>>1480829
>Try your hand at tracking.
If we fail hard enough we will still make a ruckus which she will investigate.

>>1480829
>Try your hand at tracking.

>>1480829
>Try your hand at tracking.

>>1480829
>>Try your hand at tracking.

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Rolled 15, 18, 8 = 41 (3d20)

>>1480829
You decide to try you hand a bit of this tracking thing. It couldn't be that hard, right?

What's the worst that could happen?

>Roll 1d20-2

Rolled 8 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>1480910

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1480910

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1480910

Okay, looks like she's pretty good at hiding.

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>>1480910
Unfortunately, this whole tracking thing was FAR more difficult than you had initially thought it would be. As you wandered aimlessly through the forest, weaving around rocks and trees that all looked the same, with nary a landmark or navigation.

Actually, you might be lost.

No, you totally aren't lost.

You just, had very little idea of where you were, much less Morgan.

"Gee, a real hunter of the wilds, aren't you?" You hear Morgan giggling from above.

You crane your head upwards to see Morgan casually lounging up on a high tree branch, a smug little smirk on her face. Next to her was Romulus, who also seemed to be snickering at your predicament.

"Looks like you're lost." She chuckles. "Need a hand?"

>Yes, I'm totally lost.
>I am definitely not lost.
>Other

>>1480980
>I am definitely not lost.

>>1480980
>I am definitely not lost.

>>1480980
>Yes, I'm totally lost.

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>>1480980
>>I am definitely not lost.

>>1480980
>>I am definitely not lost.

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>>1480980
You shake your head vigorously. You definitely weren't lost.

"What's with male adventurers and admitting that they're lost?" Morgan rolls her eyes. "Anyways, what are you doing out here?"

You point to her.

"Looking for me?" Morgan blinks in surprise. "Ah, well, that's a bit... unexpected."

You tilt your head curiously and point to her again and motion to the surrounding forest. What was she doing out here?"

"Ah, well..." Morgan pauses, as if to think of something to say. "I was just taking Romulus out for a walk, you know? Can't keep pups like him indoors all the time, or they start losing those instincts."

>Huh, well that's thoughtful of you.
>Is that really the reason...?
>Other

>>1481039
>Huh, well that's thoughtful of you.

>>1481039
>>Other
Stare until she explains further.

>>1481039
>Stare

>>1481039
>>Is that really the reason...?

>>1481046
>>1481049
Stare
>jiiiiiiiiiiii~

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>>1481039
You give her the stare, not quite convinced she was telling the whole story.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1481096

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1481096

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1481096

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1481096

>>1481039
>"What's with male adventurers and admitting that they're lost?"
>Male
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

>>1481102
This really isn't our day isn't it?

>>1481039
>>1481111
Doesn't she know? Our gender is Knight.

>>1481112
Nope.

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>>1481096
"That may work on regular people, that that's not going to work on me anymore." Morgan sighs ass he picks up Romulus and leaps down from the branch, landing next to you without so much as making a single sound. Not even a rustling leaf or snapping twig. "Anyways, are you here to take me back to town or something?"

You shrug. You just wanted to find out where she was. That was it.

"Ah, well." Morgan pauses. "Hey, before we go back, mind if you tag along with me somewhere?"

Romulus barks happily.

>Sure, let's go.
>I'd rather we head back to town.
>Other

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>>1481174
>>Sure, let's go.

New Battle Gear?

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>>1481174
>Sure, let's go.

>Morgan sighs ass he
>ass he

>>1481102
Fucking hell, our stare was our best weapon,

>>1481189
Perhaps she's getting immune to it.

>>1481174
>Sure, let's go.

>>1481174
>>Sure, let's go.

>>1481189
>>1481203
IT WAS DARK OKAY
SHE JUST COULDN'T SEE IT

>>1481203
I'd like to say we should use our dreamboat on her, but that's our secret weapon.

>>1481222
I thought headpats were our secret weapon?

>>1481174
>Sure, let's go.

Bath house?

>>1481182
>elf warhammer

>>1481230
It's existence is already known to our party, so no. But no one can develop immunity from headpats.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1481174
gee maybe if i roll maybe morgan would piss her pants in fear

>>1481174
>>Sure, let's go.

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>>1481174
You nod. It wasn't as if she was going to lead you into a trap, or anything.

"Great! Let's go!" Morgan smiles as she takes the lead, weaving through the trees and brush, stopping periodically to make sure you were still keeping up with her. You start to notice that the elevation was starting to rise, as she was leading you up the side of a hill our mountain. All the while, Morgan is visible up ahead, like a wisp.

Finally, you reach what appears to be the top of the hill, leading to a sheer drop. However, ahead of you, you could see a wide view of a magnificent expanse. Even the darkness, you could see a sea of trees, dotted with lakes, rivers, and what looked to be ruins. All illuminated by the moonlight.

"See those mountains?" Morgan points to the horizon, where you can just barely make out the outline of a massive mountain range, their white snowcapped peaks glowing a soft whitish blue. Even from this distance, they looked gargantuan.

You turn to Morgan.

"They call that mountain range the Rim of the World." She says with an almost nostalgic look on her face. "At the farthest edge of the Frontier. Nobody knows what's on the other side. Mages can't even scry past it. That's where I want to go."

You look at Morgan and then to the distant Rim. She of course had reasons for this, you suspect, but she didn't seem to be in a mood to talk about it.

"So how about it?" Morgan turns back to you, a hopeful smile on her face. "We don't have to head there right away, but, keep it in mind, okay?"

>Of course.
>No promises.
>Other

>>1481288
>Of course.

>>1481288
>Of course.

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>>1481288
>>Of course.
So many possible new Monsters to see, document, and fight (or maybe eat)!

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>>1481288
>Of course.

>>1481310

We won't hear the end of it if our superiors find out we're eating the beasts we kill. One wrong move or it'll have us in stocks, or have nuns armed with rulers chasing after us.

>>1481288
>>Of course.
Hell yeah motherfucker.

>>1481288
>Of course.

>>1481288
>Of course.

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>>1481288
You nod. It's not like such a thing would contravene your vows. Besides, you figured those mountains would be hosting a wealth of beasts to hunt. Giant eagles, dire goats, maybe even a full grown dragon!

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you're spacing out there." Morgan frowns as she waves her hand in front of your helmet.

Snapped back to reality. You nod rapidly. Her request seemed simple enough.

"Really? Thank you!" Morgan smiles and hugs you.

You just stand there stoically, mostly because you weren't sure how to respond.

"Ohmygosh I'm sorry! I just got a little caught in the moment!" Morgan backs away as quickly as she had come in. "Sorry, it's just not often I can really talk to someone like this."

You nod silently.

Romulus lets out a long whine, apparently starting to get bored.

"Huh, I guess we really should be getting back." Morgan sighs. "It won't do to stay out here all night."

>Let's head back.
>Enjoy the view just a bit longer.
>Other

>>1481358
>Let's head back.

>>1481358
>>Let's head back.

>>1481358
>>Let's head back.

>>1481358
>Enjoy the view just a bit longer.

>>1481358
>>Enjoy the view just a bit longer.

>>1481358
>Enjoy the view just a bit longer.

>inb4 it's weeaboo land with foxgirls and samurai

>>1481358
>>Enjoy the view just a bit longer.

>>1481373
>inb4 it's a land of many tribes and dark gods demanding tribute in blood and hearts.

>>1481358
>Let's head back.

>>1481373
>>1481376

>inb4 The world is flat and it just drops into oblivion

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>>1481358
You shrug and sit down on a nearby rock, intending to enjoy the view for just a bit longer. You almost wish you could've seen this under Sol's light, rather than the insidious Luna.

"It's a real sight, isn't it?" Morgan grins, taking a seat next to you. Romulus whines again but is placated by a good ear scratching courtesy of Morgan.

You're not quite sure how long the two of you had been sitting there, but the three of you are interrupted from your reverie by the loud snapping of branches and brush, like someone was stomping through the forest behind you. You and Morgan spin around, weapons ready when you realize that it was only Solaire, who had somehow tracked you down.

"Oho! Very alert, as expected of a Templar!" Solaire chortles as he walks up.

"How did you find us?" Morgan asks, a bit perplexed.

"Well, when you're around as long as I have, you pick up a few skills!" Solaire says happily.

You tilt your head curiously at him, wondering what he was here for.

"Ah, yes!" Solaire nods in response. "You see, I've been talking with some of the adventurers in the tavern, and it seems that they've discovered a Ruin not far from here!"

Solaire then points to the expansive view.

"You haven't heard this from me, but I hear the Mage Guild is planning an expedition there to unearth artifacts. Perhaps if you're quick enough, you may be able to salvage something before they do!"

"Really now?" Morgan blinks. "That's... quite generous of you."

"Well, those mages are always a stuffy lot, anyways. Besides, think of it as a favor from a friend!" Solaire laughs. "It will be a grueling journey, delving down into those depths, but if there's anybody that can do it, it'll be your merry group!"

"Thanks, we'll keep that in mind." Morgan nods. You nod along with her.

"Ah, and one more thing, while we're alone." Solaire leans in. "Ah, what is your personal opinion of my little Sunshine? She's very talented, but grossly inexperienced. I'm hoping she wasn't too overbearing on you?"

>She just needs some proper instruction.
>I didn't really think too highly of her.
>Other

>>1481412
>>She just needs some proper instruction.

Maybe more real world experience?

>>1481412
>She just needs some proper instruction.

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>>1481373

>it's a Western themed area not too far removed from Mass Effect
>the entirety of our land is a simulation
>suffer existential crisis
>cue blatant Westworld-esque ripoff sequel hook

>>1481412
>She just needs some proper instruction.

She has potential--and she has all the drive and fire as her father. A proper instructor and some time and she can be a grand master.

>>1481412
>She needs to calm down and think before she acts. Some extra training with her weapons wouldn't hurt either. She's more excitable than Romulus

>>1481412
>She just needs some proper instruction.

>Teach her a few tips, then while she's distracted
>Headpat her

>>1481412
>She just needs some proper instruction.

>>1481412
>considering she tried to take on the hog by herself I'd say she has discipline problems, she hasn't had the best of luck in combat maybe we should tell solair we will tell him our thoughts on her skills after our duel she scheduled with us

>>1481412

>She just needs some proper instruction.

Relics from a possible Golden Age?

>>1481412
>I didn't really think too highly of her.

>>1481412
>Other
>We are due to have a sparring match sometime the next day.

>>1481412
>>She just needs some proper instruction.

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So our party consists of a mage, a rogue, a tank, a paladin, and a ranger.

I feel we're missing something.

Where's the dorf/elf/Orc token different race party member?

>>1481444
>knife ears

>>1481444
A dark Templar who is also a secret self hating elf and joined the order as fuck you to his/her heritage

>>1481444
A mysterious adventurer who's actually the Princess in disguise.

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>>1481412
You simply shrug. It seemed that her heart was in the right place, but often outpaced her head. If she had some proper instruction and some more experience, she'd become a fine knight.

"Hm, yes, yes." Solaire nods, apparently understanding you perfectly.

"How do you do that? I barely got any of that..." Morgan frowns.

"Well, I was thinking the same thing, so perhaps I should be her mentor! Take her on a few adventures into the Frontier!" Solaire declares.

"You weren't before?" Morgan frowns.

"Ah, well, being a Grand Master requires great commitments." Solaire sighs. "I'm afraid I probably wasn't there enough when she was in training."

You nod. That sounded understandable.

"Ah, and if I remember correctly, you promised a sparring match with her, correct? She mentioned it to me!"

You nod.

"Ah, well, I'm hoping you don't go easy on her! She wouldn't like that!"

You shake your head. She wouldn't learn any other way.

"Excellent!" Solaire claps his armored hands together. "I wold not expect less from a Templar! By the way, how is old Tarkus doing these days? It's been ages since I've seen him!"

What? High Marshal Tarkus? The Black Iron Knight himself?

>He's doing well in his old age.
>You never really met him personally.
>Other

>>1481463
>You never really met him personally.

>>1481463
>>You never really met him personally.

>>1481463
>>He's doing well in his old age.

>>1481463
>Other
>He commended us on our Manticore kill.

>>1481463
>He's doing well in his old age.

>>He's doing well in his old age

>>1481463
>>He's doing well in his old age.

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>>1481449

>Implying it wouldn't be worth the bantz to put up with the persnickety knife eared bastards
>implying you wouldn't test Templar's honor with knife ear ass

>>1481463
>He's doing well in his old age.

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>>1481485
Can we bully them?

>>1481463
>He's doing well in his old age.

>INB4 being our mentor.

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>>1481488

When is it ever not okay to bully elves?

>>1481463
>>He's doing well in his old age.
>Dad never bothers to sow down.

>>1481500
Supporting this.

>>1481463
>>He's doing well in his old age.

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>>1481499
Maybe we should find out if there are other types of elves out there first (High, Wood, Dark, etc.)?

>>>He's doing well in his old age.

>>1481463
>He's doing well in his old age.

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>>1481504
I want us some ice elf

>>1481504
We must quickly locate some exotic dancer desert elves to study their bellydance magic.

>>1481513
Might as well find some Finns.

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>>1481463
You just point to Solaire. Tarkus was doing quite well in his old age. Still out and about campaigning.

"Ha, I figured he'd not be tied down by his office!" Solaire nods. "I hear he's off fighting the Orcish Tribes in the north?"

You nod again.

"Wait, wait, you're telling me you're FRIENDS with the leader of the Black Templars?" Morgan gasps in surprise and turns to you. "And YOU know him personally?!"

"Well, just because we're both part of different knight orders doesn't mean we can't be civil about it!" Solaire chortles. "Though my predecessors probably wouldn't see it the same way, I believe both orders could learn a thing or two from each other!"

You nod and do a practice swing with your halberd, indicating that you were one of the lucky initiates to be under his direct tutelage.

"This is just too much..." Morgan groans.

"Well, if you ever see him, tell him he should come out West for once! Plenty for him to do out here!" Solaire continues.

You merely shrug this time. Tarkus did not take well being told what to do.

"Of course he doesn't!" Solaire pats you on the shoulder. "Well then, I believe it's time to get some rest! I shall see you two in the morning!"

And with that, the Paladin marches off in to the forest. He was certainly the odd one.

"Jeez, you got a lot of hidden secrets, don't you?" Morgan sighs as she starts heading off as well, pulling her hood up.

You cock your head at her. The same could be said of her.

"I guess you have a point there." Morgan concedes. "Come on, we should get going before something jumps us."

By the time you, Morgan, and Romulus return to the tavern, the little party has pretty much dispersed. Everyone had gone off to get some sleep. It looked like Nino and Naru had also turned in, too.

"Well, good night. See you in the morning." Morgan says as she places Romulus in your arms and heads off into her room.

You're left to your own devices, and you remember you still had that sparring match with Valentia in the morning.

>Better get some rest.
>Get a few drills in.
>Other

>>1481517
So from what I gathered...
>Standard/Forest Elves - Welsh
>Snow Elves - Finnish
>Desert Elves - Spanish for maximum Flamenco?

>>1481528
>>Better get some rest.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1481528
>>Get a few drills in.

preemptively rollan for perception in case somebody attempts to gank us behind our back

>>1481528
>Other
Furtively try to practice our biggest secret shame: Pyromancy

>>1481528
>Better get some rest.

>>1481528
>>Better get some rest.

>>1481528
>>Better get some rest.

>>1481534
At least it isn't a Hex Build.

>>1481528
>>Get a few drills in.

>>1481528
>Get a few drills in.

>>1481528
>Get a few drills in.

God damn, I'm late. Ah well.

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>>1481528
You decide to get a few drills in before retiring for the night. You couldn't afford to let your skills fade, and you weren't about to let your guard down around Valentia. Though she lacked experience, she certainly did have a lot of confidence and heart, along with a healthy dose of stubbornness. Fine qualities in any knight.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1481558

FOR HONOR!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1481558

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1481558
Here comes the snow

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1481558

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>>1481558
You perform some basic practice swings with your halberd. The same ones Tarkus had taught you many years ago. Swing swing thrust. Swing swing thrust. Not only did these movements keep your body in shape and muscle memory sharp, but it also helped clear your mind and keep you focused. Romulus looks on curiously.

And the night goes on...

>Gain 1 reroll for the sparring match!

---

The next morning, you are back up and refreshed. Clad in your armor, you stand in the middle of Aldenshire's central square. Across from you was Valentia, similarly in her full armor and staring you down. Or at least trying.

And what was supposed to be a simple sparring match had turned into something of a major spectacle, with both townspeople and adventurers stopping by to watch. Of course, Solaire and your own little party were present as well. Morgan and Nino looked on intently, while a heavily hungover Naru was only paying the most cursory of attention.

"Challengers, are you ready?" Solaire asks, apparently becoming the unofficial judge.

Your raise your halberd in the air, and Valentia does the same with her sword.

"Excellent! Then begin!" Solaire barks as he steps back and out of the way.

>Go on the offensive.
>Let Valentia make the first move.
>Other

>>1481572
>Let Valentia make the first move.

>>1481572
>Go on the offensive.

>>1481572
>>Go on the offensive.
The way of the black knight.
Lesson 1: Dodge!

>>1481572
>Let Valentia make the first move.

>>1481572
>Go on the offensive.

Let's put that reach to good use.

>>1481572
>>Go on the offensive.

>>1481572
>>>Go on the offensive.

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>>1481572
>>Let Valentia make the first move.

Valentia has all the passion but none of the experience--she'll come in first and we can counter in kind.

The important question to ask, though, is do we go easy on her?

>>1481572
>Go on the offensive.
Keep the pressure on.

>>1481582
>"Ah, well, I'm hoping you don't go easy on her! She wouldn't like that!"
>You shake your head. She wouldn't learn any other way.

nope.

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>>1481572
Staying true to the tenets of the Templars, you immediately go on the offensive, charging at Valentia with your halberd at the ready.

As expected Valentia digs in her heels and raises her shield in a defensive position. Of course she was falling back on her training, waiting for you to commit to an attack, block it, and then counterattack. Typical Paladin fighting style.

Passive play should always be punished.

>Use brute force to pound straight through her shield.
>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.
>Use a thrusting attack to aim for one of her blind spots.
>Other

>>1481598
>>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.

>>1481598
>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.

>>1481598
>>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.

This should be fun

>>1481598
>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.

>>1481598
>>Use the hook on your halberd to strip her shield off.

>>1481598
>Use brute force to pound straight through her shield.
[VALIANT WARCRY]

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>>1481598
One thing about shield users, they tended to rely a bit too much on their shields for protection. If you could take it away, it would put her at a serious disadvantage. You charge forward, flipping your halberd around to bring the hooked end to bear...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1481619

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1481619

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1481619

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1481619

>>1481619
how do her rolls work OP is it >defend>counterattack>attack
and do we have to defeat all her rolls

>>1481619
also don't we have bonus's to our rolls or are we just using 20d without bonus's now

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>>1481619
You manage to get the hook of your halberd in and over the top rim of Valentia's shield and pull, trying to yank it out of her hands. However, Valentia's grip on her shield is strong, and she manages to stand her ground, refusing to yield.

Knowing that you've lost the initiative, you put some slack on your weapon to unhook it, knowing that the Paladin would attempt a counterattack. Sure enough, she lunges forward, her sword point jutting forward in a classic thrusting attack.

"You can do it!" You hear Nino yell behind you.

>Attempt to parry the attack with your halberd.
>Grab the blade with your hands.
>Take the hit to get a new attack in.
>Other

>>1481627
>Attempt to parry the attack with your halberd.

Catching a sword with your hands doesn't work.

>>1481627
>>Attempt to parry the attack with your halberd.

>>1481627
>>Take the hit to get a new attack in.

>>1481627
>>Grab the blade with your hands.

Get in close! The halberd is just more weight on her shield arm and she'll have less leverage to work with the sword.

>>1481624
>>1481626
High level characters operate under the same best of 3 rules that you do. If you can beat their highest roll you're good.

>>1481627
>Grab the blade with your hands.

>>1481627
>>Grab the blade with your hands.

>>1481627
>Grab the blade with your hands.

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1481627
You attempt to counter Valentia's attack by grabbing her blade with your hands. One of the benefits of having armored gauntlets...

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 13, 13 = 26 (2d20)

>>1481650
Whoops messed up her roll.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1481650

>>1481627
>>Attempt to parry the attack with your halberd.
>>Other

parry and segue into a shoulder check.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

Let's go!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1481650

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1481650

Act upon it as a lever! Flex the blade away so her arm is outstretched and give her a headbutt!

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>>1481650
One of your hands lets go of your halberd and reaches out, snatching Valentia's blade in a solid grip. Valentia's eyes widen in shock. While good against unarmored opponents, a sword's cutting edge may as well be useless against a knight. You yank at the sword, trying to pull her off balance, but she instead lets go of her sword and takes a step back to get some distance.

There's a collective gasp among the crowd as Valentia's sword clatters to the floor. You quickly kick it away further out of her reach. leaving the Paladin with only her shield. However, you're not about to let your guard down. Even though defensive in nature, shields could still be nasty blunt weapons in a pinch.

>Try to strip the shield again.
>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.
>Other

>>1481667
>Try to strip the shield again.

>>1481667
>>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.

>>1481667
>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.
Show us how resourceful you are.

>>1481667
>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.

>>1481667
>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.

>>1481667
>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.

>>1481667
>>Just pummel her with a full on offensive.

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Rolled 1, 6, 5 = 12 (3d20)

>>1481667
It was time to go all out. You had the advantage now and you were going to press it for all you could.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1481675
Sup Merc.

Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1481675
>dat nat 1

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1481675

>>1481676
so what happens now do we collapse into each other and embarrasses ourselves

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>>1481676
FUCK

>>1481675
>>1481676
bwahahahahaha!!! Double knockout?

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>>1481676
WELL

It's a good thing you still have that free reroll! Would you like to use it in this situation?

>Y
>N

We get one reroll for this spar.

>>1481683
>Y

>>1481683

>Y

>>1481683
>Y

>>1481683
>Y

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>>1481683
>Y

>>1481683
>Y

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>>1481683
All right! Let's get this reroll going!

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1481691

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1481691
Maybe we can name our weapon afterwards.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1481691
>>1481692
wtf

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1481691


>>1481692
So double knockout?

>>1481692
Yeah, I'm just gonna stop.

>>1481692
Nice.

>>1481695
How about spontaneous song and dance?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzJDimvPW1Y

>>1481692
Noice

High five, buddy.

>>1481700
I am very disappointed in my rolling. It's always either really good or crit failure.

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>>1481692

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>>1481691
You charge forward, swinging your halberd relentlessly, the heavy head pounding against Valentia's shield. Each impact rang out, sending shockwaves down her arm. All Valentia could do was fall to a knee and keep her shield up as you continue to hammer away.

However, that didn't mean she was completely helpless. She waits until right after one of your attacks impacts, and then bursts forward in a surge of energy, shield still raised and slamming it into your breastplate full force. You feel the impact rattle you to the bone, but you manage to hold your ground, mainly due to the fact that you were simply far heavier than her.

You then follow up with a headbutt. You were still wearing a helmet, while Valentia wasn't. Big mistake. The impact is enough that it knocks her out cold and she crumples to the ground in a heap.

There's a brief moment of silence from the crowd.

And then the booing starts.

"That was dirty!" Someone sneers.

"Of course a Templar would beat up a little girl."

"A bunch of thugs, I tell you!"

You just stand there, doing your best to ignore all the verbal attacks.

Naru is already tending to Valentia as Solaire tries to calm the crowd down and get them to disperse. Thanks to him, things don't break out into a full on riot and everybody leaves to tend to their regular business.

"I say, some people can be so rude!" Solaire grunts as he returns.

"Meanies!" Nino sticks her tongue out. Romulus barks angrily in agreement.

"Is my little Sunshine fine?" Solaire asks.

"Just stunned." Naru shrugs. "Didn't even need to use a heal spell, though she's gonna have nasty lump on her forehead for a day or two.

"Ah, well, little Sunshine never did like wearing helmets." Solaire sighed. "Still, I think this would b a good learning experience for her. When she wakes up, at least."

"So, how does it feel to be the biggest asshole in Aldenshire?" Morgan asks with a bit of a smirk.

Your shoulders droop. You suppose that even in victory, you'll still lose.

>And that's it for tonight! I'll be taking a break next week, so no thread next weekend! We'll be back to our regular schedule the week after!

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>>1481706
See you next time, Merc. Thanks for the run!

>>1481706
Thanks for running, Merc. See you next time!

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>>1481706
See you next week.

>>1481707
High level RPG bikini armor is always welcome

>>1481706
I hope she did learn something from all this.