When facing a task, it may at times be necessary or helpful to work together. This is somewhat counter to the spirit of Arthurian Romance, so there are no assistance rules in the base game. However, historically, people have worked together 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, use the following chart
Difference between assisting character's skill and that of the primary character
>10: +5
10-8: +4
7-5: +3
4-3:+2
2-1: +1
Assistance
Assistance
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