ASHLEY: Is that something you do later? Okay. I didn't get a practice shot at this.
Okay. So I just roll. MATT: You roll at advantage. ASHLEY: I don't know how to play D&D anymore! I just forgot how to do it.
LAURA: Okay, but roll again, you have advantage. ASHLEY: Oh, reckless. Okay.
17? MATT: That hits. Go ahead and roll damage. ASHLEY: I take out my beautiful greatsword. MATT: Freshly purchased.
In fact, this is the first time it's seen battle. ASHLEY: It is the first time it's seen battle. SAM: Google reported a weird influx of 'falchion' searches.
(laughter) ASHLEY: 13. MATT: On the one that's already been damaged? ASHLEY: Yeah.
The first guy. MATT: Yeah, all right. ASHLEY: Get the fuck out of my tent! (laughter) MATT: Yeah, no, it does not make the save-- it rolled-- yeah. So as you come down with your blade and carve through its body, you watch as it curls back, trying to reform and hold itself, but your blow was too strong, and its zombie-ish form cannot maintain a cohesive hold on its form, and you watch as it just crumbles to the ground, no longer moving. (cheering) SAM: Yasha!
ASHLEY: Okay, okay, okay. MATT: Okay, that ends your turn. As you're there, growling animalistically towards the creature. ASHLEY: Ooh, that feels fun. MATT: You have about five more feet of movement, if you wanted to move. ASHLEY: Okay, so I'm going to go a little bit closer to-- wait, how many more are left?
Just the other one? Yeah, so I'll get ready for the other one. So a little bit closer to it.
MATT: All right. That ends your turn, Yasha. Fjord, you're up. TRAVIS: Shit. I'll turn and head towards other tree-zombie fuck.
I would like to use my bonus action to cast Hex on it. MATT: Okay. So you watch as Fjord lumbers towards it, his large, armored half-orc form holding the blade in his hand. Puts his hand out, and the shadows suddenly swirl and gather around this 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. SAM: It does.
This is very bouncy. Okay, so 1d6, that's a four, plus four is eight, plus I get sneak attack damage, 'cause I'm a rogue. Another four, so that's 12. Is the creature bigger than me?
I will use Fury of the Small. (cheering) SAM: To inflict another two points of damage, so that's 14 points of damage. MATT: Okay. As you pull around the corner and release your one crossbow bolt, it hits the bottom of the chin and pokes out one of the eyes.
The eye goes flying off into the distance as the bolt is now jammed outside of the socket. The creature turns, glancing your direction. It looks pretty hurt, but it's still standing. SAM: Can I use the rest of my action-movement-whatever bonus to look at the patron I'm next to.
Do they have any baubles or jewelry on them? TRAVIS: In this moment? MATT: I'll say you can use your bonus action to just look. There's nothing you can do this turn, but next turn, you could.
So make a perception check. SAM: Oh, it's just nine. MATT: Nine? It's hard to look.
You see this what looks to be late-30s woman dressed in some sort of general workers' clothing with a loose apron, and she's just running and scrambling to get towards the exit. You don't see anything of worth on her, unfortunately. Sorry. All right, Nott, that ends your turn. Molly, you're up.
TALIESIN: I'm still engaged with it, right? Okay, I'm going to take two swipes. MATT: Okay, so you spin around.
You pull your second scimitar out, as part of the strike, one of them encased in ice crystals. So the first strike-- make sure you mark which one's which. TALIESIN: Purple's the ice.