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Pit of 52 Rouennais

Herein lies all the means you require to fight. Grab a weapon from the rack and prepare to hone your skills of battle. My services as Doctore are free and I expect no recompense.

Your gladiatorial tools shall be a regular deck of cards. While the rules are simple, they easily lend to role-play. You can play as a dueling swordsman weighing your opponents every move as you count every card your opponent plays. Or you can play as a folk hero instinctively robbing your foes of victory while playing cards chaotically and relying on luck alone. You can play the wild ax swinging barbarian who throws down spade after spade at each opportunity. Or you can play the cautious defender baiting out your opponent until the perfect opening by beginning with diamonds and hearts until their spades run dry. Not only can you role-play a character but the rules of the game lend to a storytelling experience where a blow by blow tale unfolds without effort.

So let's get straight to the rules now. Each player has their own deck of 52 cards. The combatants draw 7 cards from the deck for their 1st hand. 4 cards are chosen to play. These 4 cards will be your fighting combos. The players resolve combat using the suit system below and damage is applied by referring to the body shot chart.





After everyone's combos are complete playing them one by one against the opponent's cards the round is concluded and players replenish their hand from the deck. The cards played in the previous round are moved to their respective player's discard pile. This process is repeated until a victor is determined. If a player's deck is exhausted through the course of combat just shuffle the discard pile and continue.

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