[D5 LA] Practicing Tilts

[Ser Harben Varner]

A temporary tilt had been erected along the centre of the field, a half-dozen wooden tourney lances piled in two opposite corners. A pair of squires hovered nearby, ready to assist the knights as soon as they were called. Harben, in half-plate, was scratching a dappled grey under the chin as he awaited his opponent.

In the stands, a handful of festival goers had noticed that a practice was being held, and sat scattered about on the wooden benches to watch.

[Leovall Marten]

Also in half plate was Leovall who came trotting in on an energised Cole. "Afternoon Ser!" He calls out, visor up and giving a wave to his practice opponent with his right hand. His left had a large shield with the Marten coat of arms proudly on display.

[GhostWolfe]

“Shall we set the rules, Ser Leovall?” Harben answered, “three passes, and if neither of us are unhorsed, another three?” he suggested.

[Leovall Marten]

"Agreed." He concurs after a moment's consideration. There were equal parts excitement and dread flowing through him. He clenches his fist and steels himself as he seeks to calm down. It's only a practice joust. How many times have you practised against targets?

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben petted Raindancer’s neck and pulled himself into the saddle. Thanks to the Keep’s position on the river, the list ran north-south, and neither knight would be disadvantaged by the sun. Riding to the south end, which just happened to be closer, the tow-headed youth snapped closed the visor of his helm and accepted a lance from the squire.

[Leovall Marten]

Watching for a few moments Leovall then nudges Cole to move, gently tugging the reins to the left to turn him around. Mount and rider moved over to the north end, collecting a tourney lance from a fresh faced squire boy who didn't appear at all startled by Cole's size. Do they breed all horses big in the Reach?

Turning about to face his opponent he jerks his head down to snap his visor into place. This was it. Tapping Cole's flanks he gets the horse to begin rapidly accelerating along the field...

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben brought Raindancer up to speed and levelled his lance...


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[D5 LA] Fighting, +1D Animal Cohort, +1D Expertise, +3B Spears, -1B Training, +2 Tourney Knight, +2 Aggressive: 8d6k6+4 34
(6 * 3 degrees) - 9 Half Plate = 9 damage

Harben’s Passive Animal Handling (Ride), +2 Tourney Knight, -2 Defensive: 22

[Leovall Marten]

Leovall is felled in that one amazing hit by the vastly more skilled tournament knight. Cole continues to charge on as his rider is knocked right off his back, the heavy armour ensuring he'll land with an equally heavy thud. The extent of the damage is unknown except to the skilled knight with the shattered tourney lance.

[GhostWolfe]

Apart from a bruised tailbone, no harm is done to the fallen knight.


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GM Fiat for Practice Joust

[Ser Harben Varner]

Reaching the end of the list, Harben tossed the lance aside and wheeled Raindancer, and saw his opponent's horse without a rider. He urged the dappled steed back the way they came, swinging out of the saddle and offering the man a hand, "Ser Leovall, are you all right?"