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basement. This should be a city-funded issue, but
this guy is being a good, noble citizen and
funding it himself so we can come and make a quick
buck and kill your death robot. Can we please just
go kill your damn death robot?
MATT: He looks at Cleff. “Is this true?” Cleff
nods. “Actually, yes. I know it’s been a problem
"for a while and I figured, about time I cleaned up
that mess myself, if you don’t mind.” The
Wardenhelm stops for a second and looks amongst
the rest of you. “Right, okay. You have what
"appears to be an interesting crew of exterminators
you’ve brought to me. What do you want from me? I
"assume you have come here for trade or for looking
for some sort of recompense. I would like to know
"what that is before we move further into this. No
one steps inside here wishing to do us, how you
"say? Charity work.”
TALIESIN: Oh, of course. That makes perfect sense,
and of course a man of your stature would be smart
enough to know that such a thing is true. We,
honestly– we will admit we may have a favor, a
very minor favor, to ask if everything goes well
and we do, in fact, survive this encounter. In
return, also, we will be gathering very valuable
data on how to defeat these sort of automatons,
which will be put into your possession and would
definitely help you deliver something that could
help with the war effort. This sort of data could
get back to the people in charge and help them
defeat machines in the future. We’re trying new
techniques, new ways to defeat these sort of automatons.
MARISHA: You look like a man who’s willing to
climb a ladder.
TALIESIN: I think you could go far. We’d be happy
to help.
MARISHA: War is a great time for opportunity, my
friend.
TALIESIN: We may discuss, perhaps, if we can
help– we have two friends who are currently in
your system, and we would be more than happy to
discuss a means of maybe resolving their issue
with you. Not innocence, but just coming to a
conclusion that is mutually agreeable.
MATT: Make a persuasion check with advantage,
with aiding from Beau and a very persuasive
argument, actually.
TALIESIN: Man, I love bullshitting.
MARISHA: (laughs) High-fivesies from across the
table.
TALIESIN: Persuasion? God, please, for once in
your miserable life. Oh man, eight.
MATT: Oh, buddy.
LIAM: Not life, just this campaign, Taliesin.
TALIESIN: I know.
MATT: “Well, perhaps we can discuss, but I would
like to see possibly this deed you wish to do done
"first. I do not wish to talk contracts with those
who are about to die, if you know what I’m saying.”
TALIESIN: Hardly waste your time.
MARISHA: Who would?
MATT: “Very well.” He looks past you to the escort
of guards that have followed you in. “Lead them to
"the subterranean sealed chamber. Allow them to