These guys want trouble? They GET trouble! You're not some idiot in a tavern, you're a morfucking aspiring evil
monster! They should fear you, goddamnit! Okay, okay, you're at the moment just a human like everyone, but that's not a fact, that stops you from wanting to beat the shit out of them!
You stand up and draw your sword out of your scabbard. Ah... Now they chicken out, you smell their fear... Still, they want to fight. Anyway.
You think, that these guys are mayme useful as your first minions... Hmmm, you won't kill them.
BATTLE :
Round 1 :
You roll : 6
Thug One rolls : 6
Thug Two rolls : 3
You charge the first Thug and strike his left temple, but he evades you easily. He rises his fists, but he doesn't want to attack you, at it seems.
The second Thug tries to punch your head, but you duck with ease and bash your pommel in his teeth. A yelp comes from hin.
Round 2 :
You roll : 7
Thug One rolls : 5
Thug Two rolls : 1
The first thug grunts angry, as he see, that his friend spits out some of his teeth, and wants to kick you in your nuts. What a
bastard. Anyway, you side step and ram your elbow in his throat. He starts choking and stumbles back.
The second Thug wimpers, but he's still in fight, so he tries to knock you down with his pure bodymass! A punch on the jaw later, he lies on the ground, unconscious.
Round 3 :
You roll : 9
Thug One rolls : 1
Now, there's just one guy left... Sweet revenge, you ram your knee in his testicles. He to roll his eyes and falls over.
You're victorious! Well, that was easy. A look around tells you, that others was watching you. You see the fear glistening in their eyes. Good. It seems, that this thugs are some local bosses... Or?
Statistics:Name : John of Foster
Gender : male
Age : 23
Race : You're a mere human.
Abilities : - nothing particular
Stats : -average in everything
Corruption : - 0% (Corruption is the amount of dark magic and evilness in your body. More curroption, more power. Corruption will increase your stats.)
Infamy : 0.2 (Infamy is pretty self-explanatory, or?)
Inventory :Black vest : An average vest with some pockets sewed on it. It is out of deer leather.
Brown trousers : Brown trousers. There are comfy and out of wool. There no pockets on it.
Brown wandering boots : Comfy and durable. It has little spikes on the sole.
Black coat : A woolen coat, that keeps you warm.
Belt : A belt. Duh
-scabbard : A average leather scabbard
-Iron short sword : A rather crude sword out of durable iron. It seems familiar...
Status :You're well fed
You're well hydrated
You don't have wounds
Your mind is sharp and evil
(Since you're a mere human (now...), you must eat and drink.)
Territory:Some small, cozy village :
Fear : 0.5
Obdience : 0
Hate : 0
Respect : 0.2
Location :OOC-CommentsThat was pretty good dice luck.