Evento
The Fistfight
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event:0c400fc3-afb4-4e03-b478-94b57b50d2c0- Archivos de origen
events.json- Revisiones
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{
"event": {
"options": [
{
"outcomes": {
"failure": {
"text": ""
},
"success": {
"text": "Sure enough, both men collapse in the dust within minutes, wheezing and swearing. Neither won. Neither lost. The crowd disperses. The woman in the doorway shakes her head and goes back inside. The apocalypse didn't change human nature much."
}
},
"skill_requirement": {},
"text": "Watch and wait. They'll tire themselves out. Fights end when the adrenaline runs dry."
},
{
"outcomes": {
"failure": {
"text": "You step between them and immediately take an elbow to the jaw. It wasn't aimed at you - you just walked into it. Both fighters stop and stare. \"Sorry, friend,\" one says. They resume fighting as if you were never there."
},
"success": {
"text": "You wedge yourself between them and catch a wild swing on your forearm. It stings, but you've taken worse. Both men are too tired to redirect their anger at you. They stagger apart, spit blood, and walk in opposite directions. The woman in the doorway tosses you a drink for your trouble."
}
},
"skill_requirement": {},
"text": "Step in and break it up before someone gets seriously hurt."
},
{
"outcomes": {
"failure": {
"text": "You read the taller man as the threat, but it's the shorter one who suddenly lands a clean right hook that drops his opponent. You misjudged the situation completely. The winner glares at you. \"Were you going to do something, or just stand there?\" You opt for standing there."
},
"success": {
"text": "The shorter man is favoring his left side - probably a cracked rib. One more solid hit and he's going down hard, maybe permanently. You grab his shoulder and pull him back right as the other man swings. The fist misses by inches. Both men are too spent to argue. The shorter one realizes later what you saved him from and sends over a package."
}
},
"skill_requirement": {
"unarmed_specialisation": 2
},
"text": "You've been in enough fights to know when one is about to end badly. Read the body language."
}
],
"text": "Two men are throwing punches outside a bar. Neither one is winning - they're both exhausted, bleeding from split lips, swinging wide and missing more than they connect. A small crowd watches with the detached interest of people who've seen worse.\n\nA woman leans against the doorframe, arms crossed. \"They've been at it for ten minutes. Something about a card game.\"",
"title": "The Fistfight",
"type": 1,
"uuid": "0c400fc3-afb4-4e03-b478-94b57b50d2c0"
}
}