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LAURA: It’s because you smell really bad, and it’s
wafting over this direction. I’m just letting you
know. I would hate if I smelled that bad and
someone didn’t tell me.
LIAM: I’ve only just met you.
LAURA: Hi! I’m Jester.
LIAM: Hi, I’m Caleb.
LAURA: Nice to meet you, Caleb. How much silver
did I just get?
MARISHA: Seven!
LAURA: Woo!
(laughter)
MARISHA: And 16 copper. Aren’t you all jealous?
SAM: Morning.
MARISHA: Morning.
MATT: Make a perception check, Beauregard and
Jester.
LAURA: Whoa.
LIAM: Are you checking your DnD Beyond specs?
MARISHA: I am, I’m adding my–
LAURA: 22. I haven’t even flipped over my
character sheet yet. This is crazy.
MARISHA: 19.
MATT: Okay. The somewhat meek female halfling
who’s now suddenly very reserved, and not as
filthy as the human compatriot that she keeps,
seems less and less halfling the more you glance
in her direction. The ears are folded inward but
elongated, the tinges of green to the skin, and
with the little words that have poked through her
lips, you can see what appear to be teeth more jagged
than expected of the half-folk.
MARISHA: I just shout over and I say, good
morning, in Halfling.
SAM: I know Halfling, right? Yes. I’ll shout back,
top of the morning to you.
(laughter)
MARISHA: Would you like a coffee? I’d love to buy
you a coffee.
SAM: We’ve got– free coffee? Yeah, yeah, I’ll
take it. Sure. Thank you.
TRAVIS: You’re being mighty fucking friendly. They
were looking at our coin.
MARISHA: Why can’t they have been looking at me?
Maybe they were looking at me.
TRAVIS: I didn’t think of that.
MARISHA: Maybe they were looking at you. As Jester
said, you’re handsome.
LIAM: Just–
LAURA: Yes?
LIAM: Nott.
SAM: He said “Jest”.
LAURA: I just thought you said my name, is all.
MARISHA: Oh, I said your name. Oh, they might have
said your name, too.
LIAM: Never mind, never mind. Could I get another
Trost over here, please?
SAM: Two, please, right away.
MATT: Eventually Adelaine comes by and brings two
fresh Trosts to the table, glancing about at the