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two twos in a row.
MATT: The second one, you strike again. This time,
one of the blades swings outward, and thankfully,
the blade doesn’t hit the staff to cut the wood,
however, it does, the backhand, impact it and
prevent the blow from actually striking its body.
MARISHA: Two twos.
MATT: That’s not fun.
MARISHA: I guess I will do an unarmed attack.
MATT: You go and punch the armored sphere.
MARISHA: So frustrated that I can’t get my staff
up there, I’m just going to go and try and whack
it with my fist.
MATT: Go for it.
MARISHA: 17, which just misses.
MATT: It just misses. Well, not so much a miss.
You hit it, but you go (metallic clang), “Oh!” You
can feel that from the knuckles right to the funny
bone.
MARISHA: Do I have any more movement?
MATT: From there, you have ten feet.
MARISHA: Can I back up towards, or even get this–
I’m just going to stay where I am.
MATT: Okay. Finishing Beau’s turn, that brings us
to Nott and Molly–
MARISHA: Oh wait, hang on, as a bonus act– no. I
used my bonus action. Fuck. Okay, keep going.
SAM: Is its lens out?
MATT: Its lens appears to be out currently, just
surveying the scenario, yes.
SAM: So go for the lens?
TALIESIN: Go for it.
SAM: Bonus action, I will use the Mage Hand to
deliver the tar right on that lens.
MATT: I’ll say, for the purposes of aiming on
this, with your intention, go ahead and make a d20
attack roll adding your perception bonus.
SAM: There is no bonus to that. Well that’s– how
do you feel about that? Well, it fell so we’ll
never know what it was. 17!
MATT: 17! I’ll say, for the purposes of that,
because it’s not armor you’re trying to strike
through, it’s just trying to aim for a position,
that will be enough. The tar, with a toss,
(splashing) all across the lens. You see the
sticky, still warm, thick tar spray onto it, and
get inside the interior of its armor for the
moment. The lens starts (swift movements), and you
hear what previously was, now that it’s close to
you, you can hear there’s hundreds and hundreds of
small clicks and winding sounds on the inside.
There’s now a rapid (zipping movements) as the
lens is trying to find some sort of direction. It
is currently blinded.
(cheering)
SAM: Our plan worked perfectly. How far am I from
the thing?
MATT: Technically, you are ten feet from it.
SAM: Do you think I’m in melee range?
TALIESIN: Probably.