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LAURA: He’s not here.
MATT: “Which one?” Fjord has not arrived yet.
LIAM: But he’s right here! Look, I can touch him.
MATT: We’ll say for the purposes of that, as you
say that and reveal your hand, Fjord enters
through the door like it was a planned arrival.
SAM: Weirdly, he’s dripping wet.
TRAVIS: Baby oil.
LIAM: The sardonic one, right? With the
shit-eating grin. Does she look like she works for
the circus?
MATT: “I don’t know what she works for, but I
don’t trust her.”
MARISHA: That’s smart.
LIAM: I am injured within a centimeter of my life.
This one is a nincompoop.
LAURA: Wait, which one were you pointing at?
LIAM: That’s you. I pull the mask away. This is my
good friend. She’s a goblin.
SAM: A little halfling girl!
MATT: At this point, you watch her pull back.
LIAM: I step in front of her. She is my friend and
colleague and you will not lay a hand on her while
I am standing here.
MATT: Make a persuasion check.
LIAM: Fucking right I will.
That is an 11.
(chanting) Level two!
MARISHA: (chanting) Shitty dice!
MATT: Her eyes are chained onto this goblin.
LIAM: She’s looking into my chest because Nott is
behind me. I’m sorry, I’m confused why you’re
going to such lengths to defend the rights of this
large, oversized frog skull.
MATT: “I defend no rights of this creature! I’ve
been in this office long enough to know that there
aren’t usually solo workers on something like
this. I know these folk. They all protect each
other. Who’s to say this wasn’t their whole
reasoning for coming anyway, and something went
wrong, and they’re letting him take the fall?”
LIAM: There’s a big conspiracy to make undead
crownsguard here in the city?
MATT: “I don’t fucking know! Don’t tell me how I
do my business! Sit the fuck down! Who’s next?”
TALIESIN: You’re right. We do protect our own.
That’s absolutely true.
MATT: “Let him up.” They loosen the chains and you
get to stand and approach a bit.
TALIESIN: It’s a common tactic. It’s a good way to
make your way through this world. Normally it
works. We assumed, the circus, anyway, that we
were being framed. We were protecting our own. Is
the head in here?
LAURA: Yes.
TALIESIN: This one showed his true colors, and
then we took care of it. I’m going to throw one of
my swords down on the ground that is filthy with
its blood.
MATT: “All right. Why did this one run?”