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TALIESIN: 13.
MATT: You guys slowly make your way through the
low grass over towards where the outside of the
carnival is. As you approach, you can see there’s
about five crownsguard that are making rounds
around the outside. It looks like where previously
they had been keeping watch over the people that
were there, since the murder of two of their own,
it has heightened the intensity of the watch. It
looks like it’s fairly well watched. You get the
sense, at a distance, that you would have a hard
time getting in there. You can try and sneak her
in and sneak out, but it seems dangerous.
TALIESIN: Oh, shite. Not even a good push to get
her underneath, just back into one of the tents,
or no?
MATT: You can try.
TALIESIN: Yeah, I don’t know they’re caught, do
I?
MATT: No, you have no idea.
MARISHA: Let’s all get caught.
TALIESIN: I’m going to try and wait for an
advantageous moment.
MATT: Which I’m going to allow you to do. You stay
outside of the outskirts of the torchlight at the
very front of the tent and the back of the tent.
The fire of the actual encampment has gone out
because you don’t see any other carnival members.
The sisters ran. They fled. You don’t see any sign
of Desmond or Ornna. Make one more stealth check,
for the two of you, with advantage because you still
have the ability. You’re at the cusp end of it
though.
TALIESIN: Ooh. 22.
MATT: You manage to pace yourself, just carefully
wait for the right moment, dart out of the grass
having her under your arm and she’s like, “What?
Why? What is going on?”
TALIESIN: You remember. Nothing happened. Find
Ornna. You didn’t see me. You just hid and waited
and you didn’t know that anything was wrong. If
people ask, unless you hear from me, you don’t
know anything.
MATT: “Okay.” You slip her into the tent and back
out, none the wiser.
TALIESIN: I’m going to start heading back to the
inn.
MATT: Okay. You go back to the inn. You two.
You’re just waiting?
LIAM: No, I’m not waiting. I’m going to see Norda,
so I’ll see you shortly. Be ready.
TRAVIS: You will.
MATT: Okay. You make your way to the stockade. As
you approach and make your way into the interior,
the two crownsguard at the front say, “Hold. What’s
your business?”
LIAM: Excuse me, and I lurch and prop myself up
against a wall and push back. Excuse me. I just
had a very harrowing night.
MATT: “Have you been drinking?”
LIAM: You get me Norda this very minute and I will
tell you what has happened with this circus and in
this town and don’t keep me waiting another
minute. I’m bleeding out here. Arschloch.