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MARISHA: We’ll see, yeah. Right underneath him.
SAM: Caleb! Provided this plan works, after we
knock down the folks, someone on each party should
put on their cloak and resume their guard pattern
and keep walking around the wall.
SUMALEE: Very sneaky.
LIAM: That is an excellent idea.
SAM: You can respond– oh, you did.
LIAM: Yeah. You and I, we’re good. We have this
little routine. Beauregard can do that on this
side. What about on your side? You? You’re short.
MARISHA: Keg.
LIAM and SAM: She’s short.
MARISHA: But not as short as Nott.
TALIESIN: You could stand on top of me.
ASHLY: Are these guys humans, these guards?
MATT: Make a perception check. (yawns) Pardon me.
ASHLY: 20, baby!
MATT: One of them is human, though maybe 5 ½
feet tall. The other, because of the moonlight
that’s coming through, you have a better
perspective on him, even at this distance, you
guess probably half-elven or just a very thin
human. A little over 6-foot. So you have a 6-foot
one and one that’s 5 ½ feet.
SAM: Maybe firbolg could hunch over and stalk
around.
SUMALEE: As a firbolg, you have the ability, no,
to disguise yourself? Every firbolg does, to
shrink a little bit if you want.
SAM: She says to Caleb, who tells me, who tells
him.
SUMALEE: Sorry!
MARISHA: Pass it along!
TALIESIN: Yeah, I guess I can do that.
SAM: Okay!
ASHLY: I’m very strong, I could maybe hoist you.
SAM: Oh! Yes! See, you’ve got a plan, now!
ASHLY: We made up a plan, too!
LIAM: What are you doing over there, Nott?
SAM: We’re going to shoot the man and then drunky,
smoky Keg is going to pick up The Deuce and he’s
going to walk around–
ASHLY: Is my nickname Drunky, Smoky Keg?!
SAM: We’re working on a better one.
ASHLY: It’s not even a nickname; it’s three times
longer than my normal name! How about Keg?! My
normal name!
TALIESIN: It’s literally one syllable. I feel like
that’s not a lot to ask.
LIAM: Nott, I have a question for you. The plan is
not foolproof, but on our side over here,
Beauregard’s going to throw the asshole off the
wall. If you shoot your asshole and he does not
die but starts screaming, what do you do?
SAM: Other than shoot him again. We have a javelin
and that is all we’ve got.