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do before we got there, was going to do it maybe
in an alley, but you tell me, is I would like to
cast Disguise Self on myself. Presumably gone into
an alleyway so no one sees me doing this in the
middle of the road. I take the form of a man in
very fancy green robes, beautiful blond hair, very
handsome man, with a vomit stain down the front of
my clothes.
MATT: Okay. Specific and easily done.
LIAM: I drag my little friend along with me. You
are going to like this, this is something very special.
SAM: I’m excited.
LIAM: Oh, charisma check. Straight charisma?
MATT: Straight charisma. Add your modifier.
LIAM: Yeah, it’s 11.
MATT: 11, okay. With your Disguise Self form, it’s
easy enough for you to ask a few questions, and
eventually you are given directions to what is
called the Warm Dew Bathhouse. Warm Dew.
LAURA: Warm Doo, D-O-O.
MATT: D-E-W.
LIAM: Dew, dew. There’s a liquid u in that.
TRAVIS: Warm doo. Thank you.
MATT: It’ll be one before you bathe there and the
other when you leave.
(laughter)
LIAM: All right, let’s enter this establishment.
MATT: For as far south as this is, it’s pretty
decent compared to the other areas. Most of the
Hillsward– you get the sense that a lot of the
rural farming community that fills out most of
Trostenwald, a lot of the money that gets made
goes directly to the central portion of this ward,
where this bathhouse is. It’s small, but it’s
really well put together. As you walk inside, you
can see there are marble busts set on the sides of the
entrance way, each side. You can see nice
tapestries that are pulled back over the windows,
and as both of you walk in, you see this young
man, maybe his mid-twenties or so. Human, but he
looks very thin and sickly, like he had a rough
upbringing, and his general constitution has
suffered for it. He has a warm smile, and he’s
wearing these long white robes with what looks to
be a yellowish scarf that’s wrapped around as he
approaches. “Hello and good morning. Can I help
you?”
LIAM: Yes, one moment. (quietly) Stay close to me
and let me do the talking. (louder) Hello, please,
don’t focus– my daughter is shy.
MATT: “I’m very sorry.”
LIAM: I’ve had a terrible day. Some disgusting
derelict has vomited all over me, I smell like
filth, and I would like to spend a couple of hours
in your finest bath. Maybe not your finest. A good
bath, for a couple of hours. My daughter and I. I
will need adjoining baths, if you have that. For
modesty’s sake, my daughter and I.
MATT: “That can be done. Of course.” Make a
persuasion check.
LIAM: (humming) There’s a 12.