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MATT: 17 hits.
ASHLY: And then the other attack is an 18
naturally.
MATT: Yeah, that hits. So go ahead and roll both
those damage.
ASHLY: So that’s six… and then help me do math,
12.
MATT: Six and 12?
ASHLY: Yeah.
MATT: Nice. Still have your bonus action.
ASHLY: So I get to attack again, right?
MATT: Yeah, because you’re dual wielding. So you
attack, attack, and then attack.
ASHLY: Eight plus seven. Does that hit?
MATT: 15. Still hits.
ASHLY: Hey!
MATT: Yep. Armor class of…
ASHLY: Nine.
MATT: Nine points of damage. Oof! So as you come
down, both weapons (whack) clanging onto it, you
hear the armor crack from underneath and you watch
as its light green blood begin to seep through the
wounds you left. As it turns around, this weird
clicking, sucking sound out of its face, you laugh–
ASHLY: Shut up!
MATT: –and slam it in the side of the face with
your warhammer. (screech) It pulls back and it’s
now bleeding out of its jaw as it looks pretty
hurt.
ASHLY: Nice.
SAM: I will release my bolt. At disadvantage
because more than 30 feet away.
MATT: It is, yes.
SAM: (inhale through teeth) Ooh, that’s only a
12.
MATT: 12 misses, unfortunately. (ping) The bolt
streaks off– actually, it hits the side of Keg’s
armor–
ASHLY: Hey!
MATT: Shearing off.
SAM: Sorry, sorry! That’s– that’s on me.
ASHLY: Who are you aiming for?
SAM: I did not–
ASHLY: It’s nine feet tall!
SAM: I’m sorry! I’m just drunk. I’m drunk, I’m day
drunk.
TALIESIN: This is your perfect opportunity for
“New crossbow, who dis?”
(laughter)
SAM: Oh yeah, I got a new crossbow.
MATT: All right. Caleb, you’re up.
LIAM: Yeah. I go rummaging through my pack really
quick and I pull out a licorice root and stick it
into my mouth and bite onto and I start muttering
to myself and I say, “Pick up the pace,” and I
cast Haste on Beauregard.
MATT: All righty.
MARISHA: Aw, I hate licorice. (groaning) Why is
that taste in my mouth? That’s weird.