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I don’t know.
MATT: All the information that you have from The
Gentleman is that an individual named Ophelia
Mardun, who is a friend of his, he sent you up to
give her aid with a problem that she’s having.
SAM: We don’t know if she’s on the outs with her
family, if they’re the ones who had her killed or
kidnapped. We don’t know anything. We’d be
marching into a big question mark.
MARISHA: Maybe we’ll get lucky, and the problem
she wants help with is the Iron Shepherds. Two
birds with one stone, we win. Still going along
with that plan.
ASHLY: (laughs) The plan has not changed.
MARISHA: Has not changed.
ASHLY: It’s the same plan.
MARISHA: The Molly problem was a hiccup. Seems
kind of cold. Anyway.
ASHLY: You’re working on it.
SUMALEE: I have something I’d like to do now. In
these moments, I have a little bag of treasures
that I smell. They’re little treasures that I
collect along the way of things that are
significant and meaningful to me. If I smell it,
it tells me what the experience will be like. If
we leave this man and go to this Ophelia Mardun,
let me see what my smell check does. Okay?
SAM: It’s like telling a fortune, but with
smelling things. All right.
MARISHA: That’s pretty crazy.
ASHLY: Is she just getting high?
MARISHA: She might be.
MATT: Nila pulls up this small pouch with a
leather flap on the front, and pulling it open
there is, within a moment, a pungent smell that is
a mixture of earthy, almost mossy scents, mixed
with spice, mixed with rotted vegetation, mixed
with a bad cheese. It’s a plethora of smells, and
they come in waves. She buries her nose into this
for a second and takes a huge (sniffing).
SUMALEE: Do I know what I sense, or will you tell
me what I sense?
MATT: Make a wisdom check.
LIAM: This is what she does in brothels?
SAM: I don’t know if she knows what a brothel is.
MATT: Add your wisdom modifier.
SUMALEE: 17. Oh no, wait. 14.
MATT: The smell comes into you, and amongst the
barrage of various smells, you catch a rosy, sweet
smell that cuts through the rest.
SUMALEE: Yes. We should go to see this Ophelia. It
will be a good outcome.
LIAM: You have had a lot of luck predicting things
with this stink pouch?
SUMALEE: Oh, yes. It is not stinky, though. You
may smell it, if you wish.
LIAM: What do I smell?
MATT: Make a wisdom check.
LIAM: Oh, that’s pretty good. 19.
MATT: You get a faint whiff of sawdust that
quickly shifts into a very old, molded, after a