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TRAVIS: Cut them down with those guns. |
MARISHA: Is that fire still going? |
MATT: It’s not a huge blaze, but there’s some |
flames in it. It’s starting to burn out a little |
bit. |
TRAVIS: Both barrels. Six shooter. Give it to |
them. |
MARISHA: Okay. With my initial attack as I run up, |
can I take my staff and try and take them out at |
the knees? Just a sweep? |
MATT: Sure. I’d say go ahead and make an athletics |
check. |
TRAVIS: Knock them prone? |
MARISHA: Yeah, that’s what I’m going for. |
MATT: Make an athletics check. |
TRAVIS: I like that a lot. |
MARISHA: That’s not great. Nine. |
MATT: Rolled a natural 20 on his end. |
MARISHA: Shit! |
MATT: As you swing with the staff, it slams into |
the side of the guard’s leg and you hear the |
slight crack of wood as the armored exterior of |
the zombified form seems to stand resolute against |
the strength of your blow. Its head, which was |
turned off angrily towards the shadowed direction |
of Caleb and Fjord, turns back, the red burning |
coals for eyes now glaring in your direction. What |
are you doing? |
MARISHA: I look at him and I say, you fucking |
broke my stick! I’m going to do an elbow to the |
face and then another punch with the staff still |
in my hand and do Flurry of Blows. |
MATT: Well, you did your one attack to sweep him. |
It’s an unarmed attack for your next two. |
MARISHA: Right, I know. I’m doing an elbow and a |
punch, I’m just holding my staff. |
MATT: Right. Misunderstood. Okay, go for it. Roll |
for the attack. |
MARISHA: Two attacks, right? |
MATT: You got it. |
MARISHA: Oh god, this makes me so nervous. That’s |
good! 19 for the first one. |
MATT: 19 hits. |
MARISHA: Oh, and a natural one for the second. |
MATT: You guys with the ones at the start of this |
fight! |
LAURA: I don’t know what’s happening! |
MATT: Roll damage for the first one. |
TRAVIS: You can’t be too cocky. |
MATT: I know, apparently. |
MARISHA: Eight? |
LAURA: What’s new at the table? |
TALIESIN: Everything. |
MATT: Eight points of damage. As you elbow across, |
wham! You watch as the jaw hangs and dislodges a |
bit, and as its head turns towards you, you reach |
with your other first and it catches it in the |
middle of the air and it tries to bite at your |
arm, but the jaw hangs open, not able to actually |
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