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he’s like, “From this point, it’s probably around
150 miles.”
LAURA: Thank you!
MATT: The next one continues, one after another.
You get a better look, too. The ones at the front
that were pretty heavily covered, as opposed to
the ones in the back which are a little taller,
and as you look into the back, there’s little
flaps and openings on the inside, you can see
there’s families traveling.
MARISHA: Does it look like they have any wares
that they’re traveling to trade?
MATT: Make a perception check.
MARISHA: That’s a 16, I think. Yeah. 19.
MATT: Glancing through, you can see the three
wagons towards the back seem to be more for
transport of people. It seems like either these
merchants are bringing their family with them for
long treks, so they’re not apart from them for so
long, or their family is just a family of traders
or transport. Looking past them, you can see there
are a lot of supplies behind them, but you’re not sure
if they’re wares or just their personal goods.
TRAVIS: Molly, feel like making some coin, doing a
little bit of a show?
TALIESIN: Hmm.
MATT: The fifth cart’s now passed. You’re moving
on to the sixth cart.
TALIESIN: Do these people look like they’re in the
mood to stop?
MARISHA: Yeah, do they look sad?
MATT: Make an insight check.
SAM: Do they look sad.
TALIESIN: What’s insight?
LAURA: Plus five.
TALIESIN: Oh, where do you see that? Oh! There it
is. Thank you. 19.
MATT: They don’t look sad necessarily. They’re on
the road, just kind of looking out and keeping
eyes on the vicinity and probably lost in thought.
You do see a pair of children, hard to gauge their
age at this distance, but they’re under the age of
ten at least, and they seem to look relatively bored.
TALIESIN: I’ll balance one of the swords on my
head and flash the cards and see if anybody bites.
LAURA: As you drop them all over the ground.
LIAM: Wakka wakka.
MATT: You watch as the young boy, he has tangled
black hair that poofs out a bit on the sides, he
has a deeper brown skin, and he looks up at you
with his bright blue eyes. As soon as you begin
balancing the sword, he smiles a little bit and
jabs his elbow into his sister who’s a little bit
older than him, who glances over and points. They
both point towards you. You don’t hear anything.
They just point and smile as their cart pulls
away, the sixth cart making distance from you.
LAURA: He can tell your fortune!
TALIESIN: They didn’t poke the parents.
LAURA: They’re stupid.
MATT: The caravan continues without you.