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MATT: “Are you referring to–?”
ASHLY: The Marduns.
MATT: “The Marduns are not around here today.
They are at the Estate Sybaritic.”
ASHLY: What?
MATT: “It’s their estate, its where they live.”
MARISHA: Sybaritic?
LIAM: Sitaritic?
MATT: Sybaritic.
ASHLY: Do I know where that is?
MATT: You’ve passed by it, you’ve never been
there.
ASHLY: Is it an insight to see if he’s lying?
MATT: Yes, you may.
ASHLY: Fuck! Critical one.
MATT: He’s a shifty motherfucker, and you’re not
entirely certain he’s telling the truth or not,
but seems honest enough. “Lord Anselm does pass
through on occasion, but he’s not here today. The
"rest of them I’m sure are busy with their own
business, but if I see any of them, I could ask,
"see if they’re being summoned by– what is your
name?”
ASHLY: It’s, um–
SAM: The Mighty Nein?
ASHLY: I’m trying to come up with a fake name.
SAM: Oh.
ASHLY: Rick.
MARISHA: Nailed it.
ASHLY: Rick is my name.
MATT: Make a deception check.
(laughter)
ASHLY: Really? You’re not going to let that slide?
19!
SUMALEE: Rick it is!
MATT: Plus?
ASHLY: 19, yeah.
MATT: “Rick? Very well. I’ll make a note. If this
is pressing business, you are more than welcome to
"attempt to summon them at the estate, as I know
not how often they pass through, but in the
"meantime, you said you wished rooms and company?”
SAM: Yes, we’ll need rooms for sure.
MATT: “How many?”
ASHLY: Give us a second there, Champ. I don’t
really feel like I want to stay around this guy
that much longer. Do you guys want to go to this
estate, or do you want to stay here?
SAM: The estate? What would we do there?
SUMALEE: I do not like this man.
ASHLY: Yeah, that makes two of us, Nila. I don’t
know; that’s where the Marduns are. You were
looking for them anyway, right?
SAM: We’re looking for one of their family, but we
don’t know enough to march up there and say, “Hey,
"we’re looking for your daughter.” We don’t even
know if it’s a daughter, or a niece or something.