Sometimes, folks like to work together. Unfortunately, doing so is not entirely within the tropes of Arthurian Romance, so the system we're using does not have assistance rules. Historically, however, people did try to work together to accomplish tasks from time to time. Accordingly, witness the assistance rules:
Assisting characters will roll against their skill. If they are successful, they add a modifier to another character's skill.
If the assisting character's skill is lower than that of the primary character, use the following chart:
Difference between assisting character's skill and that of the primary character
>10: +0
10-8: +1
7-5: +2
4-3: +3
2-0: +4
If the assisting character's skill is higher than that of the primary character, add a flat +4 to the primary character's skill.
There is no limit to the number of characters who may provide assistance on a roll, but only the single highest bonus may be applied.
Assistance
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Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding