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MATT: I’m going to need a new iPad. This thing is
crashing and falling apart the whole night. Great job.
SAM: I’m going to look around for keys or
something. Just around the room.
MATT: All right. Make an investigation check.
SAM: That’s a one.
ASHLY: Oh my god. You need to use a new one.
MARISHA: Did you just roll two ones in a row?
MATT: Sam, we’re not making money for charity. You
can slow your roll here, buddy.
SAM: 826LA, guys!
SUMALEE: Do I roll this for–?
MATT: Yeah, to heal.
TALIESIN: I’m going to cast Detect Magic as a
racial trait, which apparently is a thing you can do.
SAM: Wow.
TALIESIN: Firbolgs are amazing.
SAM: Any magic?
MATT: In the immediate chamber?
TALIESIN: Yeah.
MATT: Focusing on this, you don’t sense any
immediate magical auras within the chamber.
TALIESIN: All right. How about within 30 feet. Am
I getting a ping?
MATT: Nothing that you can see in the immediate
area, no.
SUMALEE: Five.
MATT: You watch as Kitor (rouses). One eye is
swollen shut, the other opens a bit, and you watch
as the swelling slowly goes away from that eye.
It’s still purple from the outside, but the
swelling has diminished from the healing effect of
your spell, and he looks up. “My mate.” He looks
down at his hands and looks out and sees that
Asar’s been freed, and he looks out at the strange
crew– looks towards both of you and (gasps).
SUMALEE: It’s okay, they’re safe. They came to
help. Can you get out?
MATT: “Help me.”
SUMALEE: How? Tell me.
MATT: He stands up in the cage; his hunched form
is crammed in by this cage that was not designed
for his firbolg body. Nevertheless, he reaches out
and grabs the bars where you had started. “On
"three: one, two, three– (strains).” He’s going to
go ahead and make a strength check with advantage.
That’s a natural 17… and a natural 19! I love it
when it works for the narrative!
(laughing)
MATT: That puts it over 20. Both of you together
(strains), and one of the bars comes off on one
side. He gets in quickly and puts his shoulder in
and pushes against the other, and that bends off
to the side, leaving just enough room for him to
push through. It takes a minute and you’re helping
him and grabbing his elbow, and the two of your
together– You feel something pop in his shoulder,
but it’s just enough to get his body to wedge out
of the space, and he comes back out of it and
embraces you– the other arm limply hanging at one
side, but he takes you in his hand. He looks down