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74+17=91*1.5= 136 blattack
0
39-18=21 defense
defending

136/8= 17 damage

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 38
AP: 23

SUPERBoar:
HP: 83
3 rnds -1
-18 to all combat rolls
1-20 will defend
21-90 will attack
91-100: rage (+20 to attack roll)

He landed a wicked haymaker, and the Super Boar was dropped onto its side as it took the hit full on the jaw. Alyx was thrilled. This was what combat was supposed to feel like. He had no idea what this thing was capable of, and he had to be careful that it didn't kill him, but god damn it all if it wasn't the most fun he'd had all night. He didn't pick this fight; it chose him. He was destined to fight this monster, this massive mutation of code. He had been chosen by the gods of RNG to do this, and he would carry out his assault until it left him either victorious or dead. Probably dead. But boy, would it be worth it. What was one night of gaming cut short? He could have another one tomorrow. But this may never happen again, as long as he plays the game. And those memories are what you hunt for. Those are what you strive for. He raised his venomous blade and it glowed a brilliant white. "DASH!" He was starting his charge about a foot from the boar's snout.

82+17=99*1.5=148
0
45-18= 27 attack 13 defense
22 attacking

135/8= 16+2= 18 damage to boar

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 38
AP: 26

SUPERBoar:
HP: 26
1: -3 | 1: -2 | 1: -1
-18 to all combat rolls
1-20 will defend
21-90 will attack
91-100: rage (+20 to attack roll)

The boar bucked its head to hit Alyx with its vicious, metal-tipped and jagged tusks, but Alyx maneuvered his shield to deftly block the attack, sliding along the tusk until he found purchase somewhere in the meat of the boar's face. He had hit solidly enough, that was for sure, and his poison attacks were working their magic. He just had to keep up this vicious onslaught to finish the terrible creature off. He leaped backward to gain a bit of distance to get up to speed and raised his sword, preparing for what he hoped would be the last attack in this skirmish. Not quite the epic battle it had had the chance to be, but what can you expect in a death game? Combat is brutal, not cinematic.

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 69
AP: 3

Bear: A large black bear, its fur fallen off in tufts, rabid from some disease it seems.
100 HP
-20 to all combat rolls
1-90: attack (will attack party members at random. 1-90 can be split into as many parts as needed to ensure everyone has an equal chance of getting attacked)
91-100: rage for one round, reducing the penalty to all rolls to -10, and reducing damage taken by half.

Alyxandeyr decided to fight in the bear area once more, to complete as many quests as possible. There was nothing else to do, since he guessed most people were asleep at this time of night, or at least that the first floor was a lot bigger than he'd thought. The forest never seemed the same twice, no matter how much you wandered around it, it always felt like some new room in hell. But Alyx was growing much more comfortable here. Hell, he was entirely decked out in gear he'd gotten from fighting in this floor. It almost felt like home. Facing a bear, Alyx thumped his shield with his sword, drawing its attention. His heart wasn't even really in this fight; he was more just going through the motions at this point, grinding to raise his level and get to a point that he could safely progress.

17+21=38*1.5= 57 blattack
0
35-20=15 attack 7 defense
attacking

57-7=50/8= 6 damage

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 69
AP: 13-10+5=8

Bear: A large black bear, its fur fallen off in tufts, rabid from some disease it seems.
HP: 94
-1 for 3
-20 to all combat rolls
1-90: attack (will attack party members at random. 1-90 can be split into as many parts as needed to ensure everyone has an equal chance of getting attacked)
91-100: rage for one round, reducing the penalty to all rolls to -10, and reducing damage taken by half.

Alyx couldn't help but give another of his sadistic smiles as the bear fell backward to the ground, squirming against the spiderweb that it found itself wrapped in. He laughed and lowered himself, preparing to dash through the bear and rip a new hole in its hide. He longed to see the day that he could kill a bear in one attack, but he suspected that that was fairly far off. MMOs had to be competitive, not easy. In a single player game, it was fairly common to feel like a God early in the game, but once you have multiple people competing, or even working together, a God merely imbalanced and ruined the fun of the game. The fun is in the struggle, not in the mindless slaughter.

12 + 21 = 33*1.5= 49 blattack
0
15-20=-5 attack -13 defense
72 attacking

49+13=62/8= 7 damage to bear

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 69
AP: 22-10+6=18

Bear: A large black bear, its fur fallen off in tufts, rabid from some disease it seems.
HP: 40
-3 for 1 | -2 for 1 | -1 for 1
-20 to all combat rolls
1-90: attack (will attack party members at random. 1-90 can be split into as many parts as needed to ensure everyone has an equal chance of getting attacked)
91-100: rage for one round, reducing the penalty to all rolls to -10, and reducing damage taken by half.

The bear swiped pitifully at its assailant one more time, and Alyx took a step back, raising his shield before slamming it down on the back of its head, burying its snout in the mossy dirt. "Come on! Fight me! At least make this interesting!" He was starting to lose his buzz. Being incredibly more powerful than your opponent was fun, but sometimes you wanted to be challenged, and how on Earth can you be challenged by something that just cowers and hides from you? Alyx was starting to feel bad for trying to murder such a pathetic creature. He raised his sword dutifully and set about ending what he'd begun. Maybe after this quest, he'd go check out the cave the spiders lived in. There had to be something cool in there, right?

20+16=36*1.5=54 attack
0
42-20= 22 attack 11 defense
70 attacking

54-11=43/4= 10 + 2 = 12

Name: Alyxandeyr
Level: 3
HP: 69
AP: 18-3+4= 19

Bear: A large black bear, its fur fallen off in tufts, rabid from some disease it seems.
HP: 100
Bear: A large black bear, its fur fallen off in tufts, rabid from some disease it seems.
HP: 0
-3 for 1 | -2 for 1 | -1 for 1
-20 to all combat rolls
1-90: attack (will attack party members at random. 1-90 can be split into as many parts as needed to ensure everyone has an equal chance of getting attacked)
91-100: rage for one round, reducing the penalty to all rolls to -10, and reducing damage taken by half.

And over it was. Alyx blasted a hole in the bear as he traveled directly through its chest, emerging through its back as it reared up to strike at him. He swung his sword low to flick the blood and poison off of it, and sheathed it casually at his left hip. He turned to look at the bear as it died, and it looked back, turning around slowly to stare at him. Its eyes seemed almost unconvinced, as if its death was something it had never actually considered. He shook his head slowly and looked sympathetically into its eyes as it turned red and exploded into a shower of crystalline shards. He wondered if his eyes would look like that when he died, because he could empathize with the emotion; the illusion of immortality.

He took a deep breath and began sprinting toward the next bear, anxious to see this quest finished. He primed his sword and planned to open the battle with his best sword forward.