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LIAM: That’s right. She’s my companion, she’s my |
friend. There’s nothing to make a big deal about. |
That’s why she’s wrapped up. Just leave it, |
please. |
LAURA: I didn’t ask why she was wrapped up. |
MARISHA: I know, we’re not making a big deal out |
it. You’re making a big deal out of it. |
LIAM: Somebody asked why she was wrapped up. |
LAURA: No, nobody asked. |
LIAM: Somebody said the words– this is Liam– |
“Why are you all wrapped up?” |
MARISHA: Oh, I asked if she was cold. |
(laughter) |
SAM: That’s concern. |
MATT: As Caleb finishes oversharing. |
LIAM: Vaxleth is over. It’s so over! |
MARISHA: Those are old times, man. That was a |
different universe. Different life. |
MATT: At this point, there is a bit of a commotion |
towards the entrance of the tavern. Two shadows |
step into the doorway of the nearish-noonday sun. |
The figures, one eclipsing the other from behind, |
begin to step in. You notice one of them begins to |
step from table to table, glancing about with a |
sort of grace to the movement, the other staying a |
few feet behind. Taliesin, if you’d like to |
describe your character, please. |
LAURA: I didn’t think we were going to meet you so |
soon! |
TALIESIN: Neither did I. |
ASHLEY: I didn’t either. |
TALIESIN: But here we are. A lavender– damn it, |
Travis. A lavender tiefling with red eyes and very |
pierced, extremely ostentatious horns that are |
pierced with little gems and little baubles. He’s |
got a tattoo that seems to be running up the side |
of his face, a peacock tattoo that goes off into |
his very ostentatious, ridiculous, overblown robes |
that he wears. His two swords and pouch dangling at |
the side of his hips. He’s very broad in his |
dress. |
LIAM: So a literal and figurative peacock. |
TALIESIN: Oh yes. |
TRAVIS: One of your characters? No. |
TALIESIN: I know, mine. Who knew? |
MATT: As this tiefling darts from table to table, |
a few feet behind, you see– |
ASHLEY: Wait, did you say your name? |
TALIESIN: I didn’t say my name. |
ASHLEY: Okay. So there is a woman behind him. Taller |
than your average… lass. |
(laughter) |
ASHLEY: She’s very, very, very pale-skinned. Her |
hair is black that starts to turn white as it gets |
longer. It’s matted, it’s dreaded, it’s braided. |
Her clothes are a bit tattered, but just sort of– |
she’s a bit of a mess, and she has two different |
color eyes. One of them is a light greenish-blue, |
and the other is a violet color. And she’s very |
standoffish, hunch-y, arms folded. |
MATT: You watch as these figures slowly move from |
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