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sweet. Thanks Wyrmwood. Elvis from Memphis. |
MATT: (Elvis impression) “Oh that was a natural |
20.” We’ll see you guys in a little bit. |
(cheering) |
[break] |
MATT: Hello, everyone, and welcome back. Before we |
jump back in, we have our winner from the chat. |
The winner is Piamo_Feddie! If I am reading this |
correctly, Piamo_Feddie. Congratulations! Danoba |
will get your contact information, we’ll get that |
sent out to you. Well done, and happy Valentine’s |
Day. Now jumping back into the game, I would like |
to ask everyone but Marisha to leave the table, |
please. |
MARISHA: See you, guys. |
TRAVIS: Don’t die! |
MARISHA: This is so scary! So nerve wracking. |
MATT: Beauregard. |
MARISHA: Mm-hmm. |
MATT: Quietly, they walk you through the night |
air, through the Northward, to a familiar place: |
the outskirts of the Baumbauch Family Brewery. |
There’s a slight opening on the side warehouse |
doors where you had previously worked when you |
first arrived at Trostenwald, and Archivist |
Zeenoth gestures for you to enter. “Please. If you |
don’t mind, my dear.” |
MARISHA: Really? Is this what got me caught, |
working for these fucking assholes? Ugh. I walk in. |
MATT: There is a single glowing lantern that is |
currently hanging from a rope that is strewn |
across the ceiling of the warehouse that gives a |
central source of light to the room. It causes the |
shadows to stretch out very long across the |
sides. |
MARISHA: What is this? |
MATT: As you walk in and turn around, the door is |
closed. The two figures approach. The female elf |
goes and takes a chair and sets it in the center |
beneath the lantern. “Please, have a seat.” |
MARISHA: I’d prefer to stand. |
MATT: She just sits back, about 20 or so feet, and |
leans against one of the large stacks of crates as |
Zeenoth approaches you. “Now, Beauregard. You have |
been what the Archive would call a problematic |
student.” |
MARISHA: (laughter) |
MATT: “I’ve had to pull in quite a bit of a |
favor–” |
MARISHA: Sorry. (laughter) Keep going. I’m |
listening. |
MATT: “Since I have been assigned to your |
tutelage, overseeing your progress and training, |
you’ve shown great promise, in many ways. You’re a |
seeker of truth, and you have a keen sense for |
manipulations and falsehoods. Correct?” |
MARISHA: Thanks? |
MATT: “When the Archive took you in at the behest |
of your family, you agreed to undergo our |
discipline. Our lifestyle.” |
MARISHA: No, I didn’t agree to shit. You took me |
in because I’m assuming my father paid you a |
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