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does this resonate with you as well? Does this
check out, lore-wise? I don’t know what the fuck
you do.” The Archivist is like, “I believe based
on what they’ve stated, at least it’s consistent
though I’m a bit confused as to the demeanor of
the goblin. It’s not unheard of to have goblin kin
turn against their own. There have been a number
of historic individuals of various monstrous races
who have been beneficial members of society.”
LIAM: I invite Nott up to my piggy-back position
on my shoulders.
LAURA: You can’t, she’s chained up.
LIAM: I scoop her up.
SAM: This is even more awkward. Just put me back
down. Put me back down.
LIAM: Just let it happen.
SAM: No! The chains are pulling me one way and
you’re pulling me the other way. Just come down to
my level! Come down here!
MATT: “Bring the two others forward.” They bring
forward Gustav and Bosun. “This is your circus,
right?” He goes, “It is my circus and I take full
responsibility for what’s happened. Sincerely.
They have done nothing wrong. They are completely
innocent. I brought this creature into our fold
and that is on me. Whatever judgement you have,
bring onto my head, not theirs. Please. I implore
you.” “Fine. I’ll consider the investigation
closed. You’re all freed of charges against you.
Including the goblin.”
SAM: Oh! Thank you! I would kiss you if I could.
MATT: “I would not recommend trying. Okay. Gustav,
what’s– I can’t read your last name. You’ve been
given quite a debt for Trostenwald so you shall
remain here until you’ve worked off the debt to
the city. To the number of 2,645 gold pieces. To
make up for the deaths of our two crownsguard, of
the two civilians who have died, and the general
cost of this entire investigation. We’ll consider
what your work is to the city tomorrow. However,
the rest of you: you’re free to go. I’m going to
go get myself some sleep.”
LIAM: Can I have my book back, please?
MATT: Takes her armor off. “(sigh) All right. I’m
going to get a drink.” She puts her cloak on and
then hops off. With the imposing sight of her on
top of a large pedestal and desk, she hops down to
her natural dwarven height and it’s almost
adorable to watch her just skitter the hell out of
there. She’s done.
LAURA: Where are you getting a drink at?
MATT: There’s no response.
LAURA: Do you want company?
TRAVIS: I just turn to the nearest crownsguard
and–
MATT: The chains are removed. They free everybody,
including Gustav, but two guards are assigned to
him to keep an eye over him.
MARISHA: As soon as Beau gets out of her chains, I
grab my stuff and I leave.
MATT: Okay. As you are exiting the stockade, in
the archway of the doors right outside, you see