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MATT: Make an intimidation check.
TALIESIN: Nice.
LIAM: Oh, come on.
MATT: Just keep it in the–
LIAM: I wish I had gone with that because it was
great there but it’s not great here. That is a nine!
MATT: It is indeed. He sits there and glares down
at you for a second, your posturing, this
filthy, scruffy man in a coat that wandered up out
of nowhere covered in a little bit of his own
blood. He just looks down at you for a second,
“Sorry. She’s done for the night.”
SAM: They keep regular hours here.
LIAM: Excuse me. There are very good people being
held under house arrest in a tavern right now.
They are innocent. I have evidence that I can show
her. This whole thing can be solved now.
MATT: “This whole thing can be solved first thing
in the morning. I’ll let you sleep it off. Have
"some water. Come back when you’re feeling a little
more yourself.”
SAM: Kill them all.
TRAVIS: I draw back, and flames burst forth!
LIAM: Okay. I look him in the eye. I will go away.
Get the message to her that the head of the circus
frog is at the docks, waiting for her inspection.
MATT: At this point, you hear a voice on the
inside, just like, “Good night, good night” and a
cloaked figure exits the front doorway, roughly
about four and a half foot tall.
LIAM: I remember the height.
MATT: Norda is off the clock and is currently
leaving for the evening to return to her home.
LIAM: (shouting) There is a circus toad’s remains
at the docks! I would like to put this town’s
fears to rest. I am looking for– What’s her name?
Yorda.
ALL: Norda.
LIAM: Norda. Yorda’s at the inn. Right?
MATT: There’s Norda and then Yorda because I like
to make it as confusing as possible.
LIAM: Liam’s memory is really spotty, but Caleb’s
is rock-solid.
MATT: It’s funny. When you spell things on paper,
they seem so much different and when you say them
out loud they’re like, “Ah, they’re very similar.”
The figure stops and turns and you hear this
audible (heavy sigh). The figure waddles over
towards you and pulls the hood back and it’s
Norda. “All right, what’s this about a frog
head?”
LIAM: Thank goodness. Thank you, gentlemen.
Forgive me, I can see that you’re trying to get
yourself home to bed.
MATT: “That would be preferable, aye.” You see
bags under her eyes. She’s had a long day, her
hair’s a bit frazzled, and she looks like she’s
waiting for you to finish.
LIAM: You are very aware that there are people at the
Nestled Nook under house arrest by your order?
They are innocent and I can prove it, and I would
like to end things as quickly as possible. I have