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turns around. “I guarantee to you, my friend, I
have no idea–” “What happened here?” The Crown’s
Guard who’s been shaken turns around and goes,
“Sir, Flynn. There was a creature. This carnival
"seemed to create some sort of terrible entity that
killed and then created a secondary beast. I
"watched it with my own eyes from the back row.”
And the man turns back towards Gustav and the rest
of you. “And who else saw that?”
TRAVIS: We did.
LAURA: Well, we saw an old guy turn into a zombie.
But it’s possible that he just died because he was
old, and then he had the zombie curse on him and
just turned, you know? Because that happens a lot.
TALIESIN: (deadpan) Gustav, it’s no use, we’ve
been found out. Our terrible plot to make a zombie
rampage through our carnival has been discovered.
Whatever will we do now that we’ve been discovered
for our brilliant plot to make a zombie ruin our
circus. My god.
MATT: Flynn turns to you and goes, “Put your
weapons down or we’ll arrest you immediately!”
TALIESIN: I’m literally holding nothing but my
hands.
LIAM: I mean, I’m sorry, but we’re basically a
group of strangers. Most of us don’t know each
other. We all have the same story. There was a
show, an old man became a thing, and we helped
destroy it. This one destroyed it. What more do
you want from us?
TALIESIN: It ruined our show.
MATT: Flynn turns back and says, “Watchmaster,
what should we do?” And the man with the helmet
under his arm walks forward, walks to Gustav,
gives him one look over, still a few inches
shorter than him. Looks at him with a sense of
purpose and social status that has a sense of
disinterest and disrespect. “You, sir, and your
orc, and your circus, are considered currently
"under arrest. Who else belongs to your merry
band?” He looks about the rest and Gustav goes,
“The orc.” Glances back at the two of you and
goes, “The rest of them are just purveyors of our
"performances. He was just joking earlier, right?”
Make a deception check.
SAM: Oh boy.
TALIESIN: Nope.
MATT: “And you are also under arrest. The rest of
you, what are your names?”
LAURA: Shirley.
SAM: Temple.
(muffled laughter)
LIAM: Caleb Widogast.
MARISHA: Beau, same as him.
TRAVIS: Bo.
(laughter)
SAM: I am Bo!
TRAVIS: You pointed at me.
MARISHA: I meant the NPC Bo! But it works!
ASHLEY: Here’s the thing. Oh, it’s Mary by the
way, but I think I know who might know what has
happened here.