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going to do a thorough investigation of the whole
thing once Caleb can do a Detect Magic.
MATT: Okay. While Caleb’s taking a moment to
finish his short rest, you begin to peer inside
and pull back some of the loosened armor plates.
Now that the machine is open, there’s not tension
holding it together, and you see that each of
these armored plates, on the inside, are attached
to its own arm-like pole. Once it collapsed, all
the armor plates went limp and fell open. It’s a
tension-held bit of armor, that it could expand
and push out different areas to leave openings and
then retract again. It’s a pretty ingenious
design, and you can see why Tinkertop is a
talented man, though flawed sometimes in his
designs. This is pretty revolutionary.
TALIESIN: It’s like a weaponized version of one of
those balls that you throw up in the air and it
turns inside out.
MATT: Similar to that, I guess you could say.
Looking inside, it’s hundreds of these little
poles, and gears, and little servos, and a lot of
them are ground, bent, and damaged from the impact
that you left inside. There in the center, you see
a cracked open, and partially destroyed, bluish
crystal sphere. That was where your final blow
impacted to destroy it.
TALIESIN: I’m going to keep cutting off the arms
so we can get to it.
MATT: It’s yanking and bending pieces, pulling
them out and (pinging). On the inside, with the
damage you’ve done, it’s not too hard to pry a few
off, but you manage to get to it, and there is the
cracked and shattered crystal core.
ASHLEY: Couple questions. I really like some of
the armor pieces that he has on his shoulders,
like with the skulls and things. Is that just part
of his–
MATT: That’s just part of the miniature. That was
my representation for it. I did not have a mini of
a spherical ball made of armor. I’m sorry, that’s
the best I could do for size and intimidation.
I’ve been very busy, didn’t have time to make an
entire mini of a tiny spherical metal ball covered
in blades.
TALIESIN: What could you have possibly have been
doing, Matt? Sorry!
MATT: Sorry, no. It’s fine.
MARISHA: Your mustache is traveling.
SAM: Wherever it stays. Well, let’s take this
stuff back up to the warden?
TALIESIN: We’ve had a short rest, and we’ll do a
quick search. Can you do a Detect Magic spell, Caleb?
LIAM: Yeah, I have a little bit left in me,
Mollymauk. Will you help me up, please?
TALIESIN: Oh, yeah come on, that’s all right.
MARISHA: No, he’s my pillow! Fuck you, Molly.
TALIESIN: Go fuck yourself, Beau. Come on.
LIAM: (grunting) Okay. Point me at the thing.
MATT: You do a scan of Detect Magic through the
room over the next 15 minutes or so. You do a
thorough pass around. Nothing magical catches your
attention. Most of the interior here is–