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zombified woman’s form and cling to it, like it’s
holding it in place. So with it now hexed, what
would you like to do?
TRAVIS: I would like to use my falchion to open it
the fuck up.
MATT: All right, go for it.
TRAVIS: 21.
MATT: That definitely hits. Go ahead and roll
damage.
TRAVIS: That’s 12 points of damage, plus five
points of necrotic damage.
MATT: 17 points of damage.
LIAM: Level two, that’s major.
MATT: So, as you rush up, after the shadows gather
around it, it looks up to you, and it pulls back,
ready to strike, and you just shake your head, and
one large swipe of your falchion carves this giant
mark across its chest. Where the cloth and flesh
opens, you can see this blackened interior, where
the muscles are trying to move, almost like worms,
to regather and tighen. All right, that ends your
turn. That brings us to Caleb.
LIAM: All right, I know that it’s restricted
movement, but I will push this way through the
crowd so that I have a clearer shot, as far as I
can, and then I will re-up with Chromatic Orb.
MATT: You can push right about there. You just
barely pull through the crowd to the front to get
a clear–
LAURA: Hi, Caleb.
LIAM: I certainly don’t want to do that. I want to
stay in the crowd, behind people, and I will do
Chromatic Orb again, but this time, I’m going to set it
to acid, so see if it hit. Oh, that’s not good,
it’s 11.
MATT: 11 unfortunately does not hit. So as you
pull it out a second time, you’re pushing through
the crowd and you pull up your diamond, and right
as you’re about to release the spell, one of the
people in the crowd slams into you with her
shoulder and you get jarred off to the side. The
acid bolt of the Chromatic Orb flies off and
actually burns a hole through the distant tent and
then vanishes into the night sky.
LIAM: Hope that didn’t hit anyone.
MATT: All right, that ends your turn, Caleb. Nott,
you’re up.
SAM: Do I have eyes on the biggie? Is Fjord right
next to her?
MATT: Fjord and Mollymauk are both next to it,
yes.
SAM: All right. I’m going to peek out behind
whatever patron I’m next to, take out my little
crossbow and just shoot a little shot.
MATT: All right, go for it.
TRAVIS: Is it made of piano wire?
(laughter)
SAM: 16.
MATT: 16 hits.
LAURA: I like how every time you roll it comes
out.