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MATT: As Sentinel you can, yes.
TALIESIN: Thank you.
MARISHA: 14?
MATT: 14 does not hit, so it misses there.
MARISHA: Fuck!
MATT: Lorenzo looks back over towards Keg. Looks
up at you, Beau, and says, “An example it is.”
Molly, in the brief moments of consciousness, what
do you want to be your last words?
SAM: Oh no!
ASHLY: Can I say: Wait!
MATT: No.
ASHLY: He’s in it? It’s done?
MATT: This is done.
SAM: Do you get a reaction? Do you have anything?
ASHLY: Maybe I could talk to him?
MATT: Molly, you have a brief moment. As the
consciousness and life leaves you, what are your
last words?
TALIESIN: (spitting) With blood.
SAM: Oh, god.
MATT: As it slams into his face, “Respect,” and
then twists the blade. The life leaves Molly.
TALIESIN: Eyes never shut.
MATT: It’s now Protto’s turn. Protto is going to
take a single shot, because he used his action
surge. Now that he’s gotten two javelin tossed,
he’s going to fire at you, seeing that you’re in
the proximity. That’s a natural two, misses, off
your armor. You’re not even paying attention.
You’re looking over at this and you feel it
deflect. No impact. Caleb, your turn.
LIAM: I’m going to hold my turn, and cast a
Scorching Ray at the sorcerer the moment they do
anything. First, I will get up off of prone, into
a crouch.
MATT: Okay. The thugs take their turn. Both of
them are going to–
TALIESIN: I might need to leave the table for a
while.
MARISHA: No!
MATT: They’re both going to back up and take two
crossbow shots at Beau. You have your Patient
Defense on?
TALIESIN: Yeah, I can’t watch this.
SAM: Oh, god.
MATT: That is still a 16 and a 17 they rolled.
MARISHA: 16 misses, 17 hits.
MATT: That’s right! First one, you deflect out of
the air.
SAM: Catch it.
MATT: No, she already used her reaction. And the
other one is–
MARISHA: I can still use Deflect Missiles, right,
to lower it?
MATT: You use your reaction to do it. But it
rolled a 15 to hit. You, watching this happen,
hear it deflected off. The other one you catch and
drop, still looking down at Molly’s not-moving