I shield bashed a shambling skeleton and I got to share in the death result.
[Western Harbor, Pathways - 17581] (u3216002)
Curving around dunes riddled with sea grass, the pathway leads up a hill toward the walls of Mist Harbor at one end and down to the arched entry of a small harbor. Tiny buildings evenly spaced upon a single cobbled street are painted with white stucco, which reflects the silvery glow of moonlight. Unsavory aromas rise from an odd-smelling crooked white shop built into the lee of the pathway. You also see a shambling skeleton.
Obvious paths: west, up
>stance off
You are now in an offensive stance.
>shield strike
>You launch a quick bash with your tower shield at a shambling skeleton!
[SMR result: 413 (Open d100: 62, Bonus: 10)]
Your size contributes slightly to the attack!
Your bash connects!
... 50 points of damage!
Spun clockwise, the shambling skeleton falls in a heap.
It is knocked to the ground!
A spike on your tower shield jabs into the shambling skeleton!
... 5 points of damage!
Glancing strike to the head!
Your tower shield pulses with a burst of plasma energy at the shambling skeleton!
... 5 points of damage!
Insignificant burns to the shambling skeleton's neck.
You swing an abyss black bastard sword at a shambling skeleton!
AS: +560 vs DS: +112 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +67 = +549
... and hit for 224 points of damage!
Right hip pulped, severing the leg.
You notice your blood flow go back to normal.
You lose your extra internal fortitude.
Your SIGN OF SMITING is no longer effective.
You feel slightly weakened as the blood in your veins thins.
Your SIGN OF DEFLECTION is no longer effective.
Your SIGN OF SWORDS is no longer effective.
You feel drained!
Your SIGN OF SHIELDS is no longer effective.
You feel drained!
The deep blue glow leaves you.
Deep blue motes swirl away from you and fade.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting you begins to falter, then completely fades away.
The powerful look leaves you.
Your sense of clarity fades.
Your boosted confidence and fearlessness fade.
The white light leaves you.
The very powerful look leaves you.
The light blue glow leaves you.
You feel your abilities diminish as the energy provided by your patron fades from around you.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around you.
You lose a bit of focus as the knowledge of future battles drifts from your mind.
Your SIGN OF DEFENDING is no longer effective.
The subdued warmth embracing you fades along with the spiritual force surrounding your arms.
The misty halo fades from you.
The haze of lucent silvered ebon smoke surrounding you dissipates slowly, thinning until nonexistent.
Your SIGN OF WARDING is no longer effective.
Your SIGN OF STRIKING is no longer effective.
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor.
...departing in 14 mins...
The shambling skeleton rolls over and dies.
A shambling skeleton seems to lose an aura of confidence.
The powerful look leaves a shambling skeleton.
The bright luminescence fades from around a shambling skeleton.
The shambling skeleton suddenly stops moving light-footedly.
Roundtime: 3 sec.
> * Chaqual is dust in the wind!
[iSigns]>sign of warding
Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>[ Sign of Warding: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
[iSigns]>sign of striking
You grip your black bastard sword with renewed vigor!
>[iSigns]>sign of defending
[ Sign of Striking: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>[ Sign of Defending: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
[iSigns]>sign of smiting
You grip your black bastard sword with renewed vigor!
>[iSigns]>sign of deflection
[ Sign of Smiting: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
>You feel magical energies distort and flow around you.
>[ Sign of Deflection: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
[iSigns]>sign of swords
You grip your black bastard sword with renewed vigor!
>[ Sign of Swords: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
stand[iSigns]>sign of shields
You stand back up.
>Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>[ Sign of Shields: +0:17:40, 0:17:39 remaining. ]
look>[Western Harbor, Pathways - 17581] (u3216002)
Curving around dunes riddled with sea grass, the pathway leads up a hill toward the walls of Mist Harbor at one end and down to the arched entry of a small harbor. Tiny buildings evenly spaced upon a single cobbled street are painted with white stucco, which reflects the silvery glow of moonlight. Unsavory aromas rise from an odd-smelling crooked white shop built into the lee of the pathway. You also see a shambling skeleton that appears dead.
Obvious paths: west, up
I am in the process of bugging this in game as well.
-- Robert
From the pitch of the vibration you determine that the purpose of the shield is as a shield.
