Input: they say that the Dreamkeeper sleeps? Just in the center of this moon? That's what we've assumed for a long time. They've said it sits as the beating heart-- uh-- of the land. Yeah. We've asked you so many questions. We have a few more. Julian, Sarah, and Kaelen: (laugh) Can I ask you some questions, actually? Oh, yeah, yeah. Go ahead, go ahead. Sure, sure, sure. Yeah. What does... What does a pastry taste like? (gasps) Oh my gosh. Oh boy. Oh! We have some. Do you want to show him one? We do, actually. I baked some this morning. Then we also probably have some in the bag. Yeah. Yeah, whip them out. Do you want to try one of these? Pass him one of the those. Are you serious? You have some with you? That's amazing. I wasn't expecting something quite so immediately available. You never used to have those kind. We're Dreamers! I knew those things would be in the bag of holding. What are we good for if we're not a Dreamer? Do you taste in your dreams? What we assume might be. The small hands reach out, and as one of them grabs an element of the baked good-- Oh my god. Eat it in character. Eat it in character! (grunts) (laughter) Right as he grabs it, something lightning fast leaps from underneath-- No! -- the bead-dangled hood and shawl that sits over the elder's shoulders, and you see a larger cytaa with with this curved tail that curls up from the back into a tight spiral. Reaches out and grabs it and pulls it back and starts munching on it rapidly. The elder goes, "What, you-- You need to stop and share there! Sorry, Chu's a very--" Chu. Chu! (laughs) -- uppity entity." (laughter) Oh! Yes, let's go. Shout out Chu. Chu! After a bit of a-- What's up, Chu? What's up, Chu? -- a bit of a bit of a crackling bite, gnawing on this leftover piece of baked good, passes it over to the elder and looks back at the rest of you. Okay, so what you doing here? What's the plan? Oh! You can talk? Wait! You're just coming in here and bothering me and the elder? You can talk? I heard everything you said! I heard every single thing you've said, and I'm not convinced that you're not a severe danger to all of us! That's very fair. (murmured understanding) Honestly, we could be. We're welcome and open to questions. Chu's a little bit of a dick! (laughs) The cytaa-- Do the cytaa-- You all seem to be a little saucy. -- also dream? Oh my gosh! Do you dream? Oh yeah. Do you-- Do cytaa dream as well? We all dream here. What, you think you're special? (laughter) Well, we're here to answer-- Sometimes. -- your questions. How can we put your mind at ease? (sighs) What are your plans when you get to the capital city? (laughter) See a show, see the sights. We're just planning-- Right now we're just-- one short day there. Right now, we're just scouting. Obviously, people that we are watching.

Output:
- The group revealed they had brought baked goods to the meeting, surprising the DM with their immediate availability.
- A cytaa named Chu, hidden beneath the elder's hood, leaped out to steal and eat the pastry.
- The elder and the party realized Chu was capable of speech, leading to a tense confrontation regarding the group's intentions.
- The DM expressed suspicion that the party posed a severe danger, which the group attempted to mitigate by being open to questions.
- The conversation shifted to the party's plans for the capital city, where they intended to spend a short day scouting.
- The cytaa confirmed that it, like the others, participates in dreams, resolving some of the immediate tension regarding their nature.


Input:
And she's just like, uh, let me pull up my spice rack.
No, 'cause someone was sleeping and I didn't wanna wake them up.
Handing out all my disco homies Nigerian beef stew at the club.
'Cause you also grow like Carolina reapers and stuff as well.
And ghost peppers.
And yeah, you gave them out to people.
Yeah.
And they were struggling.
Where'd you learn how to cook or do you just like follow YouTube recipes?
I don't follow, I just watch a bunch of cooking things constantly.
Do you like, do you like watch Gordon Ramsey videos?
No, I used to, not anymore. That was like TV days.
Jamie Oliver?
Gordon Ramsey is more entertainment than educational.
Yeah. Yeah. But nowadays there's so many different sources, on YouTube and I just, like Food Wishes.
One thing I've noticed about a lot of top chefs whenever they do like cooking videos, it's like they always add so much fucking olive oil. I don't know what it is about fucking olive oil. Thank you. You see a celebrity chef add olive oil, and just like, "Just a little touch of olive oil." And they fucking invade Italy in the process. I swear to God, man.
I love the-
Smash cuts with olive field.
So just a little dollop of olive oil.
One teaspoon of olive oil. It's like a whole genre of videos, right? There is like absolutely fucking God awful, like cocktail recipes.
And not intentional and some of them are literally just like full bottles of alcohol, like spirits.
Is that the two shots of vodka thing?
It's kind of like that but taking too far, like I was watching a video, and there's this woman telling you how to make a drink? And it was a cocktail. She put like two leaves of coriander in, a bunch of shaved ice, And then she just poured like a whole bottle of Bacardi, into this thing to fill it up. And she's like, "And there you go, you have your." And she named the drink, I can't remember what it was called. And it was just like, "What the fuck is this?" This is just straight Bacardi. This isn't a drink. It was like a pint glass as well. I was like, "What the fuck, this is a hospital booking.
I've never seen that.
That's not even a cocktail, they didn't mix it with anything.
There's no mixer. It's just like some fucking flowers and shit and a whole bottle of Jack Daniels. That's it.
Essence of the stuff that they put in.
It's still not a mixer though. It's still not a mixer.
Who's your favorite YouTuber, Meilyne?
That's not us.
Obviously, we pay the bills.
Or "Trash Taste."
You can't say us.
Do you even watch a lot of YouTube.
I do. I watch a lot of food related YouTube or anime related.
Do you watch "Report of the Week?"
Sometimes.
Seriously?
Do you like him?
Do I like him?
Do you like his videos?
Do you like his videos?
Yeah. I don't watch all the time. It's like once.

Output:
- The group discussed cooking techniques and the excessive use of olive oil by celebrity chefs.
- They debated whether to watch Gordon Ramsey or Jamie Oliver, concluding Ramsey was more entertainment than educational.
- One speaker recounted watching a terrible cocktail video where a woman poured a full bottle of Bacardi into a glass with coriander and ice.
- The group laughed while mocking the lack of mixers in the drink, comparing it to a bottle of Jack Daniels with just flowers.
- They asked Meilyne about her favorite YouTubers, mentioning Trash Taste and the host of "Report of the Week."
- Meilyne confirmed she watches food and anime content but only occasionally watches the "Report of the Week" host.


Input: Menagerie Coast heritage, and there you see Darrow who you had met earlier in the tournament, who's leaning out the window. He turns around as you enter and goes, "Ah, so you did indeed decide to join. Not too bad, I'm excited to see how well you do." Have you been in this tournament before? I have not, but I've been hearing about it. I'm excited to give it my all, as you say. What are you going to do about the flying creatures? That's a good question. I imagine that's less of my worry, and more of theirs. He points out to the rest of the people in the stands, and goes, "I certainly hope they have ways to deal with that, otherwise that's going to be a very unhappy day tomorrow for the people in the city." Indeed. There will be a very unhappy day tomorrow. Ixnay. Yeah. That is not cryptic at all. Well, the Stubborn Stock are my esteemed mercenary band. Friends, this is the-- The Mighty Nein. The Mighty Nein, we met earlier at the places with the games. All of them give a nod and then grunt and reach over and start shaking hands. They seem, of all the people in here, the most friendly. As soon as this happens, the crowd outside starts cheering loudly. The sounds of chaos begin to build. Mortal Kombat! The cheers swell, and swell. You hear feet slamming throughout the entire event, causing dust to come down off the ceiling above you. You begin to realize that you are below some of the stands. A figure across the way emerges from another doorway from the right and the crowd goes crazy. This humanoid figure steps to the center. Now looking through the windows, you can see this is an open circular sand pit, where there are some wall-like structures in places and pillars beyond those to break up the interior. It has some small areas for cover and these pillars in the far corners of each side. This figure who walks in is a tall half-giant figure covered in tattoos and spiked armor. As he approaches, his hands in the air as the crowd's yelling and screaming. I hope we don't have to fight him. I want to be him. Steps out. Welcome, all fair peoples of the great empire under our King Bertrand Dwendal, may his grace bless this harvest's end and grant us a warm winter. The crowd goes crazy. I am your humble Jermai Kull, previous champion. While I have left the fight, I now live for the fights of others. It is my pleasure to bring you this year's great tournament. The crowd swells again. Some of the groups behind start mounting up behind you and everyone's crowding around the windows. We welcome our guests of high esteem on this day. Give your applause to our keeper of freedom and order, Lawmaster Orentha Stonegrasp. He points across the way up in the stands. The cheers go bright and you see a figure stand up, and you can see the gray haired dwarf who you had met in the King's Hall earlier. She's the Lawmaster of Zadash who had come out to thank you for the job you had done in slaying the phase spider in the sewers. She raises a hand and then sits down. Make a perception check as she waves her hand and gray hair-- Natural one. Nope. 17. 18. Nine.

Output:
- The players met Darrow and the Stubborn Stock mercenaries, shaking hands with the friendly group in the stands.
- The crowd outside began cheering loudly as a tall, tattooed half-giant figure entered the circular sand pit.
- Jermai Kull, the previous champion, introduced himself and welcomed the guests to the tournament.
- Lawmaster Orentha Stonegrasp was introduced from the stands and waved to the crowd, acknowledging the players for their past job.
- The players attempted to make perception checks regarding the Lawmaster's actions, with results ranging from a natural one to an 18.


Input: got them! Lyra's just been on standby. Can Lyra send a message to Planerider Ryn? You have to get close to see them. Yeah, yeah. Yes. The storm currently obscures them. Like I said, I've just been-- Oh, this storm. It's 25 points of healing. I don't know if that-- does that seem like it's stopping the bleeding? The wound is no longer profusely bleeding. It seems to have essentially staunched the blood flow. We'll explain in a minute. We just need to take you with us. It's fine. We're here with the Bells Hells. You make a persuasion check with disadvantage. Of course. Because they're are panicked. I know. You both look like Reilorans right now. Oh, that's true! The last memory they have is being at the base of the Malleus Key, battling Ludinus. Where's my persuasion? That's fair, that's fair. In your head you're going to hear: Tell her Bells Hells is with you. He did. I just don't think DM heard him. I did hear that. No, it's okay. He heard it. But this is all happening rapidly. Yeah, she doesn't have an arm. Persuasion is middling. We'll see how it goes. The time jump. Just came out of a coma. It's real bad. Yeah. Yeah. With disadvantage? Got released from carbonite With disadvantage. Fuck off. Seven. I can't see you, pal. Seven? Okay. That's rough. She glances at both of you. I'm trying to be. Yeah, the one hand does and she's gone. Counterspell? Can I see in this illusion? No. No. You can't see. We're all-- I'm in the illusion, but-- Well, there's only a five-foot radius of vision around the two of them right now, but she's (whooshes). I don't know if she's Dimension Doored or-- Should I Counterspell it? Huh? Should I Counterspell it? I think it's good that she's just safe. I can send a message to her after. That'll do it. All right. Yeah, save the Counterspells. Did you tell us she's disappeared? She's disappeared. Yeah, no. Everything assume we're-- I'm going to send a message to her as Silas, not as Arthur. Uh huh. You've got this, Nadia. Ryn, it's us! We came to rescue you! You've been a statue for forever. What? (laughs) I lost it already. They don't know we're on the moon. I can't do this. (laughs) Ryn, it's us. We came to rescue you. So we're at nine. You did one more. No, no no. You got to stay on it Yeah, yeah. If you take the pencil-- Stick it through. You can do it. No, don't. That's nine. That's nine, Nadia. It's nine or it's eight? Eight. Eight. Eight. I'm so sorry! You're on Ruidus right now. (laughter) Stay safe. If you need help, contact me. That's it. Okay. (laughter) No, it was good! No, it was good! You did it! You did it! It just looked painful. That look like it hurt. You hear back, relatively quickly, "Well." Oof! "A bit disoriented, "but I appreciate the assist, I suppose. I

Output:
- The group attempted to rescue a character named Ryn who was stuck in a statue on the moon, but the storm and panic of the NPCs complicated the interaction.
- Marcus performed a healing action that successfully staunched the bleeding, while the DM noted that the persuasion check was made with disadvantage due to the NPCs' panicked state.
- The team debated using Counterspells and Dimension Dooring as the target vanished from the illusion, eventually deciding to wait and send a message as Silas.
- Nadia struggled with a chaotic situation involving a pencil and a count, eventually settling on the number eight while apologizing for the confusion.
- The group successfully contacted Ryn, who responded that she was disoriented but appreciated their assistance, confirming she was safe despite the earlier disappearance.


Input: coming, busting out into this boat lot uh it doesn't matter yeah uh whatever should we start blowing up some boats uh yeah that's our planning thank you I cannot believe that I'm in complete agreement over this uh when it doubt blow up a boat let's do it yeah I will not use fluffernutter uh watching I will use my other bomb my depth charge are we going to be clever about this uh doesn't seem like it what does that mean why start now uh are we going to decide where to put them or just put them willy nilly well there's a few boats that we can choose from I don't want to do the fanciest one right that's Eden's Horizon thank you correct uh there's also the Banshee the Mistral the Fiona any of these look like good blowing up ship we should definitely blow up the Fiona I was going to say the Fiona too because Fiona's just uh Fiona's really got to go yeah it's just a dumb name lame uh it's not a terrible name I like that name for a ship right oh right not Fiona Fancypants uh that's not at all indicative of where I'm talking about let's just start blowing up boats why are we still talking uh uh uh any of these good-looking vessels uh I mean the Sea Banshee is fairly nice and has been taken care well why are we still talking uh the Mistral also is a nice medium-sized looks like a naval vessel and which is the furthest from the Vokodo door uh the furthest from it would be the Fiona oh perfect uh Fiona's got to go have some Guidance uh thank you uh all right I'd like to walk on water over to the Fiona and attach my depth charge to it or just put it on the uh where should I put it Kaelen where is going to make the thing burn and sink uh burn and sink I don't know I haven't burned a lot of boats uh what do we want fire or sink fire fire uh fire right if you went above decks and went down into the hull and attached it right under the deck uh that'll be a show uh I'll do that uh you go and attach it there below the deck uh and then I mean I've got to light it on fire or something so it'll explode uh how far back should we all be uh I don't know okay come with me will you gotta be close make sure it works yeah uh all right I guess shall we make some sort of fuse or just going to throw a Fireball at it uh I could just lob this over here uh just a little bit uh somewhere where we can run away uh this is not a Fireball uh this is just a globule of fire uh sure but it will explode so we just need to be far enough back uh how far back uh well we're below decks uh are you going to set it off while you're in the ship uh no uh I mean yes I have no fuse uh yes no uh I have no fuse so uh you definitely don't want to be on or near the ship uh I mean the entire

Output:
- The group decided to blow up a boat and selected the Fiona as their target after debating other vessels like the Banshee and Mistral.
- Arthur cast Guidance on Elias, who then walked on water to attach a depth charge to the hull of the Fiona below the deck.
- The party discussed whether to cause fire or sinking, ultimately agreeing on fire as the desired outcome.
- Elias and Sylvia debated the placement of the explosive and the necessary distance for safety, noting they had no fuse.
- The group agreed that no one should remain on or near the ship while the charge was detonated.


Input: Just-- Julian: I can. Borlan: knock something over. Marcus: You can make it look like a dust storm? Julian: Yeah. Without playing our hand. Julian: I'll take Tim. Tim, do you know what we're doing? Marcus: We're being sneaky, and then we're going to bring a friend back from being petrified. Julian: Yes. At 5th-level, I'll cast-- Do I need a 5th for that? I sure do, for a Major Illusion. I'll make a giant red tornado start to appear above myself and Tim. Then, I'll also use my feature, Marine Layer and it'll create a thick cloud of fog that comes out of the base of it Borlan: Aw, Jesus. as a tornado goes up. Borlan: Here we go! DM: Very cool. Marcus: So if we do this, we could walk through and then find cover. Julian: But you guys will have to act like it's a bad thing and run. DM: This massive red dust cyclone suddenly apparates out of the top of Dorian and begins to swirl up into the sky. As it does this heavy, fog-like cloud apparates at its base, obscuring you and most of all of you around it. Julian: 20 feet in all directions. DM: Yep. You begin to hear gasps and reactions, no actual language, but just gasps. Aria: Right as he does it, I'm going to hit Telepathic Bond. Dorian, Julian, Sarah, Tim, Silas, Dorian, I don't know how many people, and Gideon. DM: Okay. Aria: That's got to be eight. Gwen: Did you hit Nic Cage? Aria: Nic Cage, Nic Cage, Nic Cage, Nic Cage, Nic Cage. DM: Great. Aria: Eight of us so that we can have communication while all this chaos is breaking loose. Then I'm going to act like, "Oh shit! It's a storm!" And take off running. DM: Great. Dorian: It's an eight Cage bond. Right. DM: Perfect. Dorian: Then, yeah. I'll Aria: Yeah. Borlan: Oh god! It's a storm. Nadia: Run! Away! Marcus: Don't yell, people-- Gwen: Sarah, as a bormodo, is just going to act scared and cower outside of the storm, but keeping an eye for anyone we don't want heading towards Ryn and the group. Aria: Yeah. DM: Okay. The people that were waiting in line, the number of civilians that were there begin to scatter off to the sides. Most of the soldiers also scatter. Two of them hunker down. One gets low to the ground and takes its heavy scarf and puts it over its face and other one puts its hand underneath, looks like he's holding rods on the sides of one of the platforms that the jar is bolted to, that's angled, and you get the sense that storms happen enough where some folks try and weather it through and they, more or less Twister style, tied themself to the pipe. Julian: Oh yeah. DM: Which would've killed them immediately. Aria: Holding down and getting low. Aria: We're in the center! So there are two soldiers that are not leaving the platform. Borlan: Okay. Aria: Okay. Borlan: Do we need to get rid of them? Aria: Maybe the storm will obscure it enough while we do that and get out of here. Right? I mean, you're in the middle of a tornado and there's fog all around you. Julian: Yeah, there's literally 40 feet across of mist and then this fucking giant red tornado up above it. Aria: Yeah, so you guys get to Ryn as fast as possible and then get out

Output:
- Julian and Tim planned a deceptive maneuver to create a Major Illusion of a red tornado and fog to mask their movement.
- Aria successfully established a Telepathic Bond with eight party members, including Julian, Dorian, Sarah, and Tim, to coordinate during the chaos.
- The group enacted a panic strategy, causing civilians and soldiers to scatter while the party moved toward Ryn.
- Two soldiers remained on the platform, with one attempting to weather the storm by tying themselves to a pipe.
- The party decided to use the obscuring storm and fog to bypass the remaining soldiers and escape to Ryn.


Input: understand why. And eventually I woke up. For me it was so fucked, because I clearly just remember opening my eyes, looking around. It was like five in the morning. I saw the clock. I was looking around. Your eyes were moving around? I was darting my eyes around, and I'm like, uh, why can I not talk or hear anything or move my body? That's so weird. It was so fucked. You couldn't hear anything? I couldn't hear anything either. I couldn't hear anything. I tried to open my mouth to say something and my mouth just wouldn't move. See? This is one of those things where I feel like it's definitely the mind. Like this is like a fucking, uh, a glitch. Well, yeah. What the fuck else do you think it is? The demons? This is why I think, it's a chemical, I'm like, I don't know though. Because to me it just sounds like a neuron fuck up in your head, like you hear the uh, it's restarting. It's trying to figure out. So what happened? Did you go back to sleep after your sleep paralysis? No, no, no. I woke up after 15, um, 10 minutes. Oh, I went back to sleep. Oh, because this was, I'd had a full sleep, and I was waking up, and I woke up and I just couldn't move my arms or legs for a little bit. It wasn't like a, it wasn't like I was trying to move it and it wasn't moving, I could even figure out how to move it. Really strange. I don't understand how this works. So I remember the one time I got sleep paralysis, and I literally saw a sleep paralysis demon. What? What did it look like? Okay. I call it a sleep paralysis demon. It just look like a ghost. So what happened is, I was sleeping on my bed and I remember not waking up immediately, but I remember just opening my eyes a bit and seeing this ghostly figure. I was like, uh, what the fuck is that? Immediately I punched my eyes open and I see this female figure praying above me or something, Sydney. No. It wasn't Sydney. She was like, um, no. But it was literally this, looked like a nun or something, that was just praying above me. And I start freaking out because I'm just like, what the fuck? There is a literal ghost floating above me right now. How old were you? I was around 24. Oh, okay. Yeah. So I wasn't young, I was, yeah, around 24. I remember my mind going into fight or flight mode. I start panicking. Because obviously if you see a fucking ghost floating above you, you start panicking. So I try to start moving my fucking body to do something, and I remember my body just would not move. It was a terrifying experience. That's so strange. Yeah. It was a terrifying fucking experience. And I remember, it took me about 10 minutes, um, 10 to 15 minutes for me screaming at my body, just like, Aah. Go on. Move. Move You're going to die. You're going to die. You're going to die now. This sounds like a dream. It wasn't a dream. It felt like, No. Because it felt like a dream and not like a dream at the same time. Because I was obviously

Output:
*   One speaker described waking up at five in the morning unable to speak, hear, or move their body, attributing the sensation to a neurological glitch or chemical issue.
*   The conversation shifted to a second speaker who recounted a terrifying sleep paralysis event at age 24 involving a ghostly female figure resembling a nun.
*   This second speaker recalled seeing the figure praying above their bed, which triggered an immediate fight-or-flight response and panic.
*   Despite screaming at their own body to move, the speaker remained paralyzed for approximately 10 to 15 minutes while terrified of dying.
*   Both participants discussed the nature of the experience, distinguishing it from a standard dream due to the intense physical inability to act.


Input: the cephalopod. You got it. You can drop concentration on a spell whenever you want to on your turn, by the way. I know, but I'm also too far away to do anything of real use. I want to get closer to him, so that is what I want to do. Okay. But you can drop concentration, so that you can bring Julian back. Yes, of course. I want Julian to come back, so Julian, come back. There you go, that's what I was asking. Uh, um, Julian, come back. All right, and with that, Beauregard. Either way-- you reappear in the space where you are and as soon as you come back, you give out two punches and there's nothing there. Immediately you look around and begin taking stock of how things have shifted, with Vokodo moving now further back. There's a massive astral dreadnought on the opposite side of the chamber that is roaring, and for a brief second once again, you have to take a moment to remind yourself, probably not real. Probably. So, Derek. You're moving, Expeditious Retreat. Straight forward. 30 feet I can do, if I use movement. And my action. Cast as a bonus. You got it, there you go. So you're now 30 feet ahead, and there you are. Is that your turn? That's it. I got nothing else I can do at the moment. All right. Top of the lair action round. Fuck me. Hey! Marbles. Cool. Cool, cool cool, cool. He's going to go ahead, as part of this, the eyes shift and look towards Beauregard, who's appeared again. Oh, no! And you feel this strange sparkle sensation around you, as the Bless is dispelled. Oh. Okay. Not so bad. Just on everything. She can't talk. Where'd she go? I'm literally drawing pictures of a giant space whale with Julian just trapped in space. Oh, no! My catharsis doodle right now. You just turned into a Pink Floyd album for six seconds. I did. Vilya's going to go ahead and now swim forward 60 feet. Let's go! Wish you were here. 30. I'm on fire. She's so close. That's, like, 15 feet out of melee? Correct. Does not want causing lightning to hit anybody else, so is going to drop concentration spell and is going to use her action to move up, to swim up as an orca on the other side of Vokodo. Nice. And try and pincer him there. Can't get an attack this round, but is at least just starting to close him into that space. Finishing Vilya's turn, it is now Vokodo's turn. Top of Vokodo's turn, everybody takes... Everybody takes! Eight points of fire damage. Everybody take, everybody take. No. Everybody take, everybody take! Everybody take fire damage! You know, it's kind of nice in another dimension right now. I'm feeling pretty chill. This is nice. This is fine. Just floating. Eight

Output: - The Game Master clarified that players could drop concentration to bring Julian back, prompting Sylvia to cast the spell to retrieve him. - Sylvia moved 30 feet forward using her movement and cast a spell as a bonus action, reappearing in the chamber where Beauregard was also present. - Kaelen drew pictures of a giant space whale while Julian was trapped, and Vilya swam forward 60 feet to position herself near Vokodo. - The group attempted to pincer Vokodo, but could not attack during that round as Vilya moved to the other side. - Vokodo took its turn, causing everyone to suffer eight points of fire damage, which the players reacted to with humor and singing.


Input: you pick it up. Look at it. It's smooth, like the dirt doesn't seem to cling to it, like almost as you breathe on it, uh, you can see some of the dirt drifts off. It almost repels the dirt as part of its celestial nature. Ooh. Oh. Nadia? Yeah, yeah? Do you think it would be disrespectful to put a head of an ancient being into a haversack? (laughs) If you're asking... I'm-- You've talked to them before. You've talked to things that were dead. Sure. Do you think it would be mad if we brought him in here and then later on we talked to him? I don't think they'd really know. Unless you can talk to him now. Uh, now might not be the best time. I think we can save that for later. Yeah, let's take it with us and maybe-- All right, I'll put the head in the-- Do you feel like it's okay if we take it? What if this is like a tomb or something? That's a really good point. I think that this is a tomb. I just don't think it's theirs. Sylvia has spent this entire conversation looking at Gideon and looking at them talking and looking at Gideon leaving, and looking at them still talking and looking at Gideon, and now I'm going to creep slightly under with my cloak-- You were invisible, weren't you, Gideon? I was at some point. Was I still invisible? I think we said that you'd dropped it by now, but I don't really remember. I think you may have dropped it, yeah. Why did I drop it? I don't know. Invisibility? I don't think you dropped it. I don't think I did. You rifled through Dorian's pockets. I don't remember. You rifled through Dorian's pockets trying to find your flask. Argued with people. Ask the chat. They'll know. (laughs) We'll find out in 15 seconds from the chat, I guess. (laughter) All right. Regardless, Gideon has gone in before the rest of you. Okay, I'll put the thing in the bag and then we'll just go, too. Okay. Still invisible. That's what I thought. Thank you, chat. I wasn't crazy. I wasn't crazy. Goggles on. All right. Marching order going in, aside from Gideon, who is ahead. Oh, boy. I think for once, I am already in, so I'm going to say behind Gideon. Okay. I'll be behind Dorian. Not knowing where the hell she is. I'll be behind you. Okay. So we have Dorian and Tim. There's enough space for a number of you to fit underneath at once. It's a wide door, so you could all scoot in at the same time. Does anyone have a big old butt that stops them from squeezing through? Like it's a foot and a half. None of you are Derek-sized, but-- Big booty, big booty. Tall. It requires you to crawl to get through. Some of you get lower and it's very much like having to pull yourself down and the door you expected to be a thin doorway. It's pretty far in. Oh, wow. You have to crawl for about three to four feet, pushing through and you're not sure if it's solid or if it's hollow. Whatever the

Output:
*   The group examined a smooth, celestial object that repelled dirt, with Borlan asking if placing an ancient being's head in a haversack would be disrespectful.
*   Lyra agreed to take the object but suggested delaying further interaction with the entity, while Elias raised concerns about the location potentially being a tomb.
*   Gideon's invisibility status became a point of confusion between Marcus, Derek, and the Game Master, with the group eventually deciding Marcus had likely dropped the spell while rifling through Dorian's pockets.
*   The party established a marching order to enter a wide but low doorway, with Gideon leading, followed by Dorian, Sarah, and Lyra.
*   The Game Master described the entrance as requiring the characters to crawl for three to four feet through a space that felt solid or hollow.


Input: Thank you, Julian. I don't want to kill him. Just don't want to see you being used, either. Yeah. I don't want to be used. You know, you're kind of... to echo Gideon's point, you are like his peer now. No, I'm not. He can do so many things. He can bamf in and out whenever he wants to! So can you. I can't. I'm stuck here on this island. You can turn into things and fly, and you can... You've got a lot of powers. Look, you made us this amazing dinner out of nothing. This is a really good dinner. Yeah! Quite good. It's a very good dinner. I've never had pancakes before, and this might be my favorite thing I've ever had. You really haven't touched your bugs much. Because I'm eating all the pancakes. They're crawling, though, away. You could roll them up. I was about to say, if you roll them up, and... Best bug I've ever had. I guess we're a little bit biased because we've seen you do a lot more amazing things than we've seen the Traveler do. Yeah. Everything I do, all of it, is because of him. Ah, give yourself some credit, too, though. And you care about people you know, about people you don't know. You cause chaos, but in the end, you don't want to hurt people. You care. In many ways, you're much more than he will probably ever be. It's super natural for students to outgrow their teachers. I mean, look at me with Dairon. You know? Yeah. Who's the teacher now? Yeah. You're way cooler. I-I-I know. And you're way cooler than the Traveler, in my opinion. Did we leave Dairon at our house, by the way? Is she there for forever? No. No, they're back in-- Oh, okay. in Zadash now, I think. Or are they still in Rexx--? I don't know. Cool, cool, cool. She's around. Nadia, I hope you know how special you are. Just you, even without the Traveler. We all think you're pretty amazing. And so does he, to a certain extent, so perhaps... a little more time with you will color his perspective instead of he coloring yours. Thank you, guys. Yeah. If you ever want it, there is life beyond the Traveler. We're here. Wow. That's pretty great. Thanks! Not going to lie, I feel pretty good right now. It's the pancakes. I just want to say, you all just did so well. I'm so proud. Oh, thanks, yeah. Everybody was just-- We pulled a Elara! Yeah, we did! You guys... I just got to sit here and nod. It was amazing. Wow! Wisdom, wisdom, self-realization. A little more wisdom, some more self-realization. It was great. Vilya, mouth still half-full with a pancake, goes, "I know I've only just met you, "but this is a tight family. "Hold onto each other. "This is important." I gently push my salad across towards Vilya. She eats more of her pancakes. "I've had plenty of salad in recent years." Have you ever had salad with sprinkles, though? "There's sprinkles in that? "That's strange. "That's unique." Basically sugared croutons when you get down.

Output: - The group discussed Borlan's powers and his relationship with the Traveler, with Kaelen encouraging Borlan to take credit for his own actions. - Rowan expressed excitement over the pancakes and joked about the bugs crawling on the table while eating. - The conversation shifted to Dairon's location, with the group clarifying that she was back in Zadash rather than staying at their house. - Arthur praised the group for their performance, comparing their achievement to pulling an 'Elara' and noting the wisdom gained. - The Game Master described Vilya eating pancakes while Sylvia pushed salad across the table, leading to a discussion about salad with sprinkles.


Input: it. One to your right. That is 19 to hit. That hits, go ahead and roll damage. Eight, six. Nine points of slashing damage. Arcs through it. It survives, but it's looking pretty wounded. Yeah, maybe I'll put the second one on the one that just barely survived. Can I change that? As the blade goes through, you notice that it still survives and just change your direction and slash it a second time. 14. 14 to hit. Oh, did that hit? Uh-huh, that has hit, yeah. Beautiful. Great. Better, 14 points of slashing damage. That finishes it off. Might as well reduce my enemy by one. You cut through it a second time, bisecting in the front. It cracks in half and just falls limp on the ground. You still have your movement and your bonus. I will... He's on me, right? Correct. Yeah, he is. That's a bonus action. I will, fuck it. You're going to fuck it? That's an action, though. I will move up-- no, I'll stay there. That's it. Okay, Sarah's turn's over. Top of the round. Dorian, you're up. All right. You feel the Bless spell infuse you with a little bit of divine guidance. In feeling that spell, I would like to rage. All right. Bonus action rage. Might as well and okay, so I'm going to attack. Any little ones around me? There's two around you right now. There's one in this corner and one on the other. Okay. I'll get the one on the corner. Just start with that, okay. Okay. 20 total. Yeah, that definitely hits. Go ahead and roll damage. Sorry, just making sure everything is okay. They're special-- Yeah, I know, they're awesome. They're so cool. They're wigging me out, man. 15 for the first hit. You watch that spider just spatter across the corner. Curls up as it hits its back. Clara is golf clapping. I'll take the next-- thanks, Clara. I'll take the next shot at the other one. Go for it. After slashing through one, you arc over and bring it down on top of the other. Rolling a...? Okay. That would be 14. 14 hits. Go ahead and roll damage for the second strike. Ooh! 11 plus. Sorry, 14 points of damage. 14, the other one cleaves and then goes limp on the ground. Great. You withdraw Magician's Judge and its muscles tense up and it expires before you. You still have your movement. Okay, so I'm going to start making my way towards the rest of the group. And any other spider that I can see. There's one right next to Nadia there. Yeah, I'll go over to that one. Oh, thanks. All righty. You march over there. As you're dragging Magician's Judge, it's sparking across the stonework. Coming up to it, that finishes your turn. Clara, you're up. Well, I'm going to move my spiritual weapon 20 stupid feet towards, god darn it. Hey, there's a spider right there. There's not. There is, yeah. Hey, cool, I'm going to attack it! That's six plus five is only 11. No, six plus nine. Yeah, I was like: It's way more than that. Six plus nine is 15. That hits, roll damage.

Output:
- Sylvia successfully attacked and killed two enemies, dealing significant slashing damage and reducing the enemy count.
- After confirming the threat was still present, Sylvia decided to stay in her position rather than move.
- Elias received a divine guidance spell and chose to enter a rage state before engaging the remaining spiders.
- Elias attacked a spider in the corner, killing it, and then immediately moved to eliminate the second spider nearby.
- Dorian (referred to as Magician's Judge) expired during Elias's turn, and Elias moved toward the rest of the group while dragging the weapon.
- Borlan attempted to move his spiritual weapon but initially missed the spider count, eventually correcting his math to hit the target and roll for damage.


Input: is in the mint julep. (laughs) Every time. Oh! Dorian: Yeah! I'll just take that. 22 points on two d10s. Hell yeah, dude! Do I have an ability or something that-- Okay. Where you off to now? Oh. We've got to go find this fella, right? I say we head towards that, unless somebody's got another idea. We're off to avenge-- Perhaps a little scouting first. Gideon, real quick, how do you spell Ollie? O-L-L. O-L-L-I-E. Oh! Yeah. Shit! Can I ask a question? That's okay. Just give it some flair. Do short rests bring back sorcery points at all? Because I just took a short rest and it brought back one of my sorcery points, which seems odd. I don't know if I hit a button by accident, or if it's a thing. thank you. I'll double check. Because I don't see anything about, but-- Is Birdie also an I-E? Ollie, Ollie. Oleander. As in "Bye Bye"? Is it B-I-R-D-Y or I-E? Birdie, like a bird. Yeah, but how do you spell it? Oh! B-I-R-D-I-E. Fuck! It's okay! (laughter) There's no X in there! Where would the X be? It's a Y! You regain them on a long rest. That's what I thought. That's weird. Hack the planet. I must've hit a button. It must have been user error and not D&D Beyond. Obviously. Where you can sign up for free using the link dndbeyond.link/critters. Fantastic! Now, you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to hit another short rest and see if it clears another one. Go for it. Yeah. I don't see that. Drum roll. Oh. Nope, it was a user error. Okay. (laughter) There you have it, folks. Ta da! (laughs) All righty. So where are we off to now? We're going to follow the blip! Follow the ball! Okay. Finishing your brief excursion to the wondrous singular tavern known as The Taste of Tal'Dorei, you step back out into now the hot midday air of the Hellcatch Valley. The nearly cloudless, bright blue sky above and the glaring heat at the sun now upon you almost immediately kick into a sweat beneath your layers of clothing and armor. And the day drinking. And the day drinking. So much sugar! Yeah. Rowan? Yes? Those two assholes from the bar are going to follow us, so I would love for you to keep an eye on that. Oh baby! Wait, I'm carrying this music box. I'm trying to work while I walk. (laughs) All right. You know, I-- No, no! I like the challenge. Not a problem. (whittling) Okay. Roll perception check for me with disadvantage. Come on, Werther's Originals! (scatting) Oh shit, at disadvantage! Fuck me! 11. (laughter) Keeping an eye and feeling pretty solid. All right. So in following this a little bit further, you wind through the streets and the loud sounds of arguments and heavy banter echoing past various offshoot roads and alleys. You walk past large field- and plains-based horses that you recognize some of the breeds as being imports, not too far away from the region of the Stratos Throne in the Taloned Highlands. So probably came from Mr. Faramore.

Output:
- The group rolled for points and decided to investigate a specific target, with Dorian and Clara clarifying the spelling of "Ollie" and "Birdie."
- Maeve questioned whether short rests restored sorcery points, and after a brief investigation, the DM confirmed they only return on long rests, identifying Maeve's previous experience as user error.
- The party left the tavern known as The Taste of Tal'Dorei and stepped into the hot midday air of the Hellcatch Valley, where Dorian was tasked with watching for followers from the bar.
- Dorian attempted a perception check with disadvantage, rolling an 11, and the group successfully tracked the subjects through the streets past various horses.
- The group identified the location of the horses as being near the Stratos Throne in the Taloned Highlands, suspecting they originated from Mr. Faramore.


Input: Oh boy. (laughs) All right. Maeve: (laughs) Maybe just work on yourself right now, just calm-- Which one of these plastic swords do you think she'd want? These wooden swords? I don't know if they have plastic yet. She doesn't strike me as a-- What about this oven mitt? -- replica sword-- An oven mitt? Everyone can use that. She could and could hide her hands. But you know, if she, or keep would them warm. Sure. Does she cook? No, no, I don't think so. Well, it's still nice, you can-- Yeah, it says "ToT" on it. What do you think that means? Taste of Tal'Dorei? Oh, right. (laughter) (laughter) Julian: Elara, give me your tots! (laughter) Clara: Tina, come get some tots! It says "tot holder" right there. Oh, it's a tot holder. Tim: Tot holder. Yeah, god. That's fantastic. That's great. I think she'll appreciate this. I'll get her this pencil, too. Sure, but you can't buy her happiness, and you can't buy her forgiveness, but do it anyway, because it can't hurt. (laughter) All right. Hey, you did nothing wrong. This was, this was fine. It was a mistake, and you'll make up for it, and you'll be better for it on the other side. Okay. I think you're a wonderful person. Well, former person. Thank you, Fiona, and you, I hope you weren't offended by what I said at the table. You are very gifted and talented as well. Oh, no, no, no, you were trying to build her up-- Yes, but I wanted, just now you have context. -- to cover for your insecurities. Exactly. Sure, I got it. No, I feel you. It's fine. Okay. Oh, baby. Nope. (laughter) Dorian: Tink, tink, tink. Oh, thank you, well, would you like a pencil as well? Yes, I would. All right. Two pencils and this potholder, please. Four silver of purchasing later, you acquire the remainder of your knickknacks, and rejoin the rest of your troop. I already have a giant foam hat, and a scarf, I already have a giant foam hat, and a scarf, and a terrible thing that looks like a sweatshirt, but like a jerkin style one. Mm. (laughter) With really ugly branding, and it's peeling already. You can see the letters, the decals peeling already. Would fantasy foam hat be burlap, you think, perhaps? Yeah, oh god! Ooh, likely. Jute. Yes, jute. Jute. (laughter) Well, hey! That's very Bassuras right there, yep, yep. I want to toss a quick thing in. During all of that, when they leave, and everyone's drinking, did you come here with that clothes, or did you just purchase it? Oh, I just, they went to the gift shop, and-- Okay. While everyone is rabble rousing, I'm going to try to catch Arthur's eye across the table. Mm-hmm. And just sort of covertly go. Yeah? Did I hear that in here? Yeah. You okay? Eh. I mean. You seem a little discouraged. Well, there's, you know, Marcus. Oh, no, I'm good, thanks. Can I be honest? This is so dumb. Elara and I had sort of a bit of a falling out. (laughter) A couple days ago? Because that's

Output:
*   The group discussed gift options for a recipient, debating between plastic swords, wooden swords, and an oven mitt before settling on a "tot holder" and pencils.
*   Elias offered emotional support to Cedric, reassuring him that his previous actions were a mistake and affirming his worth as a person.
*   Cedric purchased the items for four silver and interacted with Dorian, asking if he wanted a pencil as well.
*   Erika described her existing inventory, including a giant foam hat and a peeling jerkin, while the group debated the material of a fantasy hat.
*   Julian attempted to covertly catch Arthur's eye across the table while the rest of the group was drinking.
*   Julian spoke privately with Maeve, learning that she had recently had a falling out with Elara.


Input: dawn? Dear Mr. Treshi, I have a proposition for you. I'd like to discuss it in person. I think I can get you your ring back. Please meet me-- at the River of Renewal. Sure. Sure. Can we send him-- You can send that in right now. A gift card to the River of Renewal to incentivize him? The owners, what are the owners' names? The Hiro family, I think, I don't know if there's anyone to really talk to there. It's a loose collection, but if I recall, the family that runs it is probably not down to fuck with people. Uh, you just put it on paper in an envelope. Yeah. We could do that right now. Find a messenger to deliver it. Yeah. Anyone got paper? I got paper. Are we really just going to write a random note as opposed to actually trying to make a note that might be slightly more reasonable to-- I think we're overthinking this. I think we just want to see if he's there or not. I agree. Yeah. Yeah. Theoretically, too, if we have a group people who just watch here, maybe a group of people on the other side, we don't even have to wait for him to get to the ring. Hmm? He's just got to leave the building. He just has to leave the building. We could-- Stop him on the way. Grab him. Yeah. Exactly. Maybe we should scope out some No scoping. No scoping. We got to do something here. Both. I'm talking about both. I'm writing the letter. Did we get that shopkeep's name? I can't remember. Julian said. Gwen has it. I genuinely do not. I know the owner of the River itself, but those are individual-- You could just put Manager of the River of Renewal. And just a question. It's family owned. Let's say he does leave, he starts heading towards the ring, we make a move on him. We knock him out. Keep him alive. We're saying we're going to successfully extract a living human being out of this city with a bunch of Crawler gangs and Paragon's Call, just the eight of us? We don't want to staff up at all? With a fortress and motorcycle Mad Max gangs coming after us? So we can get to an airship that's not here yet? (laughs) We can just hide for a day. Oh yeah! I mean, one way of getting out of the city quickly would be some sort of-- We could be rushing it just a titty bit. I would agree. It's a fortress! Okay. Okay. Okay. Gideon, guide us. (deep breath) What time is it? (laughter) By this point, I'd say it's early to mid-afternoon. Oh. I was going to say we could-- Let's go to bed. Let's go to sleep. (laughter) Sleep on it. It's too early. Okay. I'm going to start walking back to the-- One day we can work on an exfil plan before we do anything. Well, if it gets weird, once we get him in the black hole, we've got 10 minutes to figure out what the hell we want to do with him after that. Yeah, we should watching.

Output:
- The group discussed sending a proposition to Mr. Treshi to retrieve a ring at the River of Renewal, eventually deciding to write a simple note on paper.
- They debated the risks of extracting a living human from the city while facing Crawler gangs and Paragon's Call, with Dorian questioning their ability to staff an exfil plan.
- Julian confirmed the shopkeeper's name was Gwen, though the owners of the River were identified as the Hiro family.
- The party considered various strategies, including stopping the target in dark alleys or hiding for a day, but ultimately agreed to sleep on the decision.
- The session ended with the group realizing it was early afternoon and planning to walk back to start their exfil plan the next day.


Input: Intelligence. 18. Ah, natural six. Dorian: Ah! Okay. Kaelen: What's the second one? Arthur: I don't know. I don't know. I just want this spell to work once this campaign! Clara: Smart idea. So you turn around, mutter a bit beneath your breath and release the invisible bonds of the spell against their minds to ensnare their perception. What do you do, Tim? Dorian: I turn around and I look at them. No need for an escort. You're dismissed. Both of them stop. And drift around the opposite direction. Kaelen: Oh! You watch as the... body shot, body shot, body shot! The rest of the gathering crew slowly... dissipate, shake their heads a bit, shake free of the brief influence calling their attention. Clara: That was super smart. They all begin to scatter back to whatever they were doing. Arthur: I'm out of sorcery points. And we... You out of sorcery points now? Keep going, keep going, keep going. That's it, that's it. And get up and out of... Here please. All right, you begin to trek up... Keep walking, keep walking. Keep walking. The nearest incline that guides up the side of the tall Tishtan Excavation walls. Heading up that way, you see one of the large warders, like stomping sound. Heading down, you have to move to the side as it gets near. Clara: That's a tall drink of warder. Wow. It walks by and takes in your troop. He continues walking. Dorian: If we look around, do we see Planerider Ryn? Do we see a statue? Do we see an armless statue anywhere? Kaelen: Moved to a place of convenience on the way out. Arthur: Yeah, yeah. Just as a hat rack. Clara: A potted plant. Yeah. Just decor outside a tent. Anywhere? Just anywhere. Roll a perception check. My eyes are so good. My eyes are so good! Yeah, both of you roll perception. I'm always looking. We're just rolling. Just don't roll a one. 30. 30? Yeah. Pretty good. Oh, that's better than my 15, but I still rolled 15. Still pretty decent, yeah. I ain't looking. You actually feel pretty confident that she's nowhere... around the Malleus Key. Okay. What about a toe? A stony toe? But, while this is where she was turned to stone, you get the immediate sense that she's been relocated. Why is that woman dressed like a hotdog? Who knows why mad people... It's so uncomfortable. Gwen rolls high enough to see into the real dimension. Yeah. "Why do they have dice? What does that mean?" Atreyu, call my name! Oh my god. What an existential crisis everyone would have. Yeah, yeah. Oh, it's Bastian. My bad. Yep, Bastian. How dare you? How dare! "Moonchild!" Which you can't even hear in.

Output:
- Dorian cast a spell to ensnare the perception of a gathering crew, causing them to scatter and drift away.
- The group trekked up the incline of the Tishtan Excavation walls and encountered a large warder that walked past them.
- Kaelen, Arthur, and Dorian searched for a statue of Planerider Ryn but only found a hat rack and a potted plant.
- Clara and Dorian rolled high perception checks, confirming they could not find any signs of a shattered statue or the woman herself.
- The players laughed about the woman's appearance and discussed an existential crisis regarding dice and the real dimension.
- Dorian briefly mistook Bastian for Atreyu and corrected himself while the group prepared to continue their journey.


Input: to know what was the most wildest that was like that happened during that 45 minutes uh yeah yeah I'm sure yeah some people only have like an hour left to live I mean some people already did break laws oh I'm not sure yeah some people probably did and what he got in trouble for it yeah Jesus but they barely part of the movie you wouldn't steal and steal a college I will not breaking him if I had a year to live well I'm starting a meth Empire yeah I hope one of you boys would be you know my my Hank to me to me Walter White I'd like to think so yeah exactly it's like depending on the that's why I was asking about the time frame right because it's like okay if it's like an hour right there's only so much you can do but like say for example if you were gonna die within the next like say a month yeah right like I think it would be very different I decided I've decided what I want to do well if I had an hour left I would film every single hot take I have left that is unsayable out loud and then I'll post it and then I'll die PornHub traffic climbed during the Hawaii missile alert of course I'm not the only one Owen uh watching I'm going out I'm going out Bull's emptied all right what time do you think I should lost your time to go out I'm trying to find some funny stories yeah that's such a good question holy I mean I have an hour right I can I mean I could go through everything I'm like you know there'd be a part of me that's like I wonder if I can do it to some gay porn you know like I've never tried so you know maybe now's the time to like broaden my house it's time to broaden my horizons that's just every tag I'm gonna give it a go go yeah this is like like because the reason I fell into this Rabbit Hole was reading other people's story because there's so many like nuances and just little things I never thought about until I read about people's experience about it because like yeah if I did have 30 minutes left how the would my mind go if I die if I decided to jack off would I would I try something your would it would I put on Masterpiece one last time for like a Victory lap yeah it's up to you man it's one of your brain decide I'd probably be too shocked to think of anything meaningful in one hour you know when I was a not a lot of time no you probably just go back to top right I mean we've already talked for now you can't even you can't even finish a trash teeth episode like oh I have one hour to live I can't wait to watch my favorite Treasure episode no you can watch it two times speed yeah I got it Mom I can watch one YouTube video before bed the YouTube video oh my god oh but yeah I mean it's it's it's interesting just or we have these interesting case yeah exactly close to one hour marker just in case so right the one at all it's I think we were about to like

Output:
- The speakers discussed hypothetical scenarios regarding how one might spend their final hour or month of life.
- One participant decided they would film unsayable hot takes and post them before dying.
- Another speaker mentioned PornHub traffic spikes during a Hawaii missile alert while considering their own actions.
- The group debated whether they would try new experiences like gay porn or simply re-watch favorite episodes of shows like Masterpiece.
- A participant joked about watching a trash teeth episode at double speed if they had limited time left.
- The conversation concluded with a reference to an interesting case and a timer approaching the one-hour mark.


Input: of capability and strength. Looking about the rest of the room, we've discussed the best way to handle this is a simultaneous assault. To tackle one gives the others time to prepare and respond. Plus, distraction, as we've seen, allows those of less noticeable presence allows those of less noticeable presence to get to the more sensitive areas. Hey, it's a method we tried and tested and-- Seen it work. Yeah. Uh, we have a lake. Well, hopefully the next we speak, one, I'll have slept some more, and two, I'll have more exciting things to show you, and two, I'll have more exciting things to show you, some more exciting friends for you to meet, and a plan for us all to eventually bring this to an end. thank you. How much time do you think we have? How long are we going to be on standby while you figure out next moves? I wish I could tell you. Days? Week or more. Week or more? Before we go to Aeor, or a week or more to be in Aeor? Week or more until we begin to really understand how many forces we have at our disposal. All right. There are troops in transit. Some magically transported here quickly. There are some that, equipment and all, take skyships. There are some that prefer to take the ocean and may not even arrive here in time. Magic has its limits, but there are a number of heroes and soldiers and bounty hunters and powerful guardians of the temple. There are many proven heroes from all across Exandria, some that have stepped into the shadows having nothing to do with this, but many who have sworn themselves to this cause. This could be over in a week. It could be. We have to go to Aeor now. It's about this time there's a bit of commotion outside and the tent door opens and the guard on the outside goes, Members of the Accord, there is an arrival here, says they were sent by a Widogast. Oh, watching. The door opens and you see a figure step in, a human figure. Yes. Looks like male human in his 40s, shaggy, blonde, gray hair, a chinstrap beard, deep-set green eyes, wearing bundled, slightly too big travel robes and a shoulder pack, who steps in, I'm sorry to bother all of you. My name is Seth Domade. I am an Archivist of the Cobalt Soul. I was sent by a friend to help. That's just a disguise, it's a disguise. I stepped into something maybe a bit intense, I can wait outside. Wait, wait wait wait. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. Come on, come in, come in, come in. Seth what? Seth Domade. Domade. Is it-- Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. Mm-hmm. Domade? Yes. Can I, just ever so-- No, it's fine. Okay. I don't need to do that. You have knowledge of Aeor? Yes, it has been of particular interest to me and two other archivists over the past decade or so, since the ruins have been in conflict between the Dwendalian Empire and the Kryn Dynasty. A number of artifacts and various rumors have been swirling about. And for a brief time, it was available for research. Oh. Have you been there before? I

Output:
* The group discussed a simultaneous assault strategy and debated the timeline for their next moves, with the DM estimating a week or more of standby.
* The DM described various forces arriving via skyships and ocean travel, including heroes and guardians sworn to the cause.
* A commotion occurred outside the tent as a guard announced the arrival of someone sent by Widogast.
* A figure named Seth Domade, identified as an Archivist of the Cobalt Soul, entered the room wearing travel robes.
* The group, particularly Gwen and Aria, reacted with excitement and suspicion regarding Domade's presence and identity.
* Domade confirmed he had knowledge of Aeor and had been researching the conflict between the Dwendalian Empire and the Kryn Dynasty.


Input: at the moment because you're sleeping. Yeah. Because you're asleep. That's 33 halved so 16. 33! And you rolled a? 15. 15. Okay. Jesus Christ. You monster. What's your passive perception? Oh. Halved. It's 11. Okay. Nice. So you carefully and gingerly begin to pull yourself away from the big spoon position. I know how to get out of bed really quietly. That's true. As you step away from the larger cot that you were sharing looking upon the spread of all your sleeping friends here the dark of night beyond the tent you see the tiny creature skitter beyond and stop just beyond look back at you and go watching. Well you're going so fast! All right I'm trying to clop really quietly behind. Rowan. What? Oh sorry. Are you okay? Yeah yeah yeah. I'm just going for a little walk. It's fine. Go back to sleep it's fine. Okay. I love you. Bye. Okay. You step out of the tent and you can see there are small clusters of soldiers that are still doing their inner patrols of the courtyard. You can see the tall scraggly leafless trees that claw their way up into what is now the absence of moonlight. In the sky right now Catha has passed beyond this side so there's not a lot of light on the horizon beyond the red glow of Ruidus that still sits bathing the entirety of the Hellcatch in a dull red glow. But there are torch lights still flickering and magic lanterns that hang upon poles that are set up within the courtyard that give enough light. No one seems to pay much mind to you exiting. You are within the walls. You can see the sugar glider dart from tent-side to tent-side to tent-side heading towards what would be probably the southwestern side of the interior. It's going so fast. Slow down! It slows down a little bit and looks back at you. Thank you. Continues to dart in that direction. Eventually it heads to a cluster of a dried bush and one of the lanterns that's flickering in a low ember it looks like this is not one of the enchanted torches it is actually a standard torch that is in its low end the end point of its life cycle for the evening's burn. It's now this low orange ember. You see the little sugar glider clambers down to a hole in the wall a small crack and turns around and looks at you and goes and squeezes down into the hole through the wall. You think I'm going to fit in there? Peeking out of the flap of the tent do I see her? Yeah. All right. This is joyful music there's no reason. Yeah. Yeah this is definitely going to be good. Nothing to be worried about. Did you? I'm going to peek my head in and see if I see anything before going all the way in and trying to pull my ass through. Okay. You look down it's about roughly that size at certain points. Teeny. It's small. It's about the size a little large for a field mouse. Even this shorter lighter creature could move through

Output:
*   The players discussed rolling dice and calculating halved numbers before the DM described the scene of the group sleeping in a tent.
*   Aria carefully pulled herself away from her sleeping companions and attempted to leave the tent quietly while the others remained asleep.
*   Outside, Aria observed the courtyard, the red glow of Ruidus, and the small sugar glider darting around the area.
*   The sugar glider eventually found a small hole in the wall and squeezed inside after looking back at Aria.
*   Marcus peeked out of the tent flap to check on Aria while she decided whether to follow the creature through the hole.
*   The DM confirmed the hole was small, roughly the size of a field mouse, but potentially passable for a lighter creature.


Input: I never get to play with these. Okay, so uh 15-foot radius. 15 radius. Mm, no. Centered entirely on you. That's going to catch everyone. Oh no. Oh no. Do any of you have the ability to see through magical darkness? Magical darkness? No. Not darkvision. Yeah. No, I don't. I do. Oh no. Yeah, you do. Aw, you creep. That's awesome! How long have you been planning this? My god. Fuck me! I love it. I get the Paul Hollywood handshake, my sweaty fucking hand. Yeah! Just like-- watch that's legit. With all the love in my heart: Fuck 'em up. Aw. Well, I was just trying to get Ted not to fuck 'em up. No no. But I think that's the only thing I can do, and I burned a spell slot, one of my three. Does that mean we can't see? You can't see shit. You can't see anything. We're essentially blind. Yeah. Yeah, I think that's all I can do except for move. Okay. I don't want to move, because if I move-- Why not? Well, let me ask you this, so it's 15-foot radius, if I move-- So it's technically a static-- Look, I understand I've tried to cheese this a lot where you're like, "I put it on my body "so I'm always the center of it." Technically, it's a fixed point in the world. Okay. So then I'm definitely not going to move, right, because-- So you can move around and stay in-- Within-- Where you dropped it is where this is, it's not going to move with you. So you can move, you will not provoke opportunity attacks. Well, then I would say that, uh I mean, I don't want to, but for the purposes of this, I would probably move us there so we could get a good shot of everyone. Perfect. Oh yeah. You're there. Yeah, okay, gotcha. Yeah, Ted's going to stay and keep doing the damn thing. So is that still in darkness? Can she? Yes. Yeah. And am I in darkness? You are not in darkness. But everybody else is gone. But what you do see is a big old dome of dark. A void. You cannot see inside it. They can't see me, but I can see them? Correct. You have perfect vision on everyone. Shit. But do you know what you do have? What? You got a little buddy. gasp Oh. Your familiar can act on this turn. I don't want to. I need you to kill them. Okay, well. I don't know what my familiar can do, actually. Can my familiar do anything, or what can it do? It's a spider. I need to pee so bad already. Just go pee. Go pee. No, I don't want to miss anything! Go pee, you're good. No, we're going to watch. Don't wanna miss a thing. What? If you pee now, you won't miss anything because we're just looking up Find Familiar works. Look really slow, okay? I can't miss a thing.

Output:
- Aimee and the group discussed the mechanics of a 15-foot radius spell centered on a specific point in the world.
- Aabria clarified that the spell creates a static dome of magical darkness that does not move with the caster.
- Aimee decided to move her character to the center of the dome to gain a tactical advantage for attacking the enemies.
- The group confirmed that Aimee retained perfect vision of the enemies while they were blinded inside the darkness.
- Aabria suggested that Aimee's familiar, a spider, could act on the current turn to kill the enemies.
- Anjali requested a break to use the restroom, which the DM humorously acknowledged with song lyrics.


Input: is probably the 600th time they've done this, and they know you don't care. They finish. Keep it fresh. They turn around and they go back to serving the tables they have been assigned, as Errevon the Rimelord goes back, and checks his makeup in the mirror, and comes back. Hah, what else do you need from the Rimelord? (laughs) I checked the ball a little bit ago. Was the ball fine? Mm-hmm. Anything moving on it yet? No shifting, no. No shifting, okay. We still have time. South of this place? Do you have any specials on the cocktail menu right now? Something seasonal, my lord? Let me check. He goes back to the bar and then comes back for a second. There is the Winter's Crest Mixer, if you would like something with a bit more of a holiday spice to it. I'm feeling festive. How far off from the timeframe of Winter's Crest are we at this point? Oh, you are in Sydenstar the 14th. You are the equivalent of October. You're a few months away from even that even being a thing. Earlier and earlier every year. (laughter) Winter's Crest crawl. Yeah. It's always Winter's Crest somewhere. Is that what you want? Oh, yes, please. All right. Thank you. Darts off. As amazing as that was, I want to hear more about this parent connection. Yes, I mean. Yes. I have just-- That restaurant's very distracting right now. Distracting. (sighs) It's incredible, though. I really just love it here. Oh my goodness. These poppers are going to run right through us, too. (laughter) Let me try one real quick. Maybe I'll take another one. Well, I'll-- I'll just do the word search here on the menu, just give you guys some privacy. Yeah. (laughs) Ooh, Cloudtop. So, how are you? What did you do with them? Do you know? I just have a lot of fleeting impressions of being so lost. I think I was probably before I went to the Feywild, too, and then being found and having people to help me navigate that world. Yeah. Because it's terrible and beautiful. Yeah. Right? Yeah. But what were they like? They were very sweet. You don't... Do you remember them at all? A little bit. I was very young when they left, and they left me with my grandmother to keep me safe, but-- With your grandmother? Mm-hmm. She lives there, and she's my best friend. And I... They left because they had to do something very important. I don't know what it was, but I... I've been looking for them. So, this feels like something. Yeah. Yeah, I mean, I know that you all have your business to take care of, but I mean, maybe on the way, you know? We can help each other find them. Well, you know, speaking of the business that we are on. To get you up to speed a little bit, the man we are chasing had some dubious dealings with entities from the Fey Realm. That's right. That's true. He worked with this creepy and svelte man called the Nightmare King and--

Output:
- The group interacted with Errevon the Rimelord and the DM regarding the ball and cocktail specials.
- Tim ordered the Winter's Crest Mixer after learning the current date was Sydenstar the 14th.
- Elias and Dorian stepped back to allow Clara and Erika privacy while they discussed family connections.
- Erika revealed she was lost before visiting the Feywild and was raised by her grandmother.
- The party decided to help Erika find her missing parents while continuing their own business.
- Cedric explained that the man they are chasing had dealings with the Nightmare King.


Input:
head, stand up and you hear in your head, "Can I help you?"
It's us.
Oh, thank goodness! I was starting to get a little out of sorts, feel uncomfortable, kind of exposed here. Uh, yeah.
Come on in. Opens the door and leads you inside. It is a very small, I would say, sparsely decorated chamber. There's this spiral staircase that leads up further into the tower. But as he closes the door behind, he's, "Oh, it's a lot of you. A little big crowd here you brought. Okay, so what's the dealio? What's the business?"
Well--
Can we immediately start checking the room for floor panels, trap doors, hidden doors--
Yeah. I'd like to give it a once over.
-- while the talkers are talking?
Sure. Make investigation or perception checks. Your choice.
Gideon will help with that.
Investigation.
Okay.
As we talk to Gaz, Braius is going to study him, just to see if there's any signs of tension or sweat or shifty eyes or anything like that.
Sure. Make an insight check.
Okay.
23.
19.
18.
Okay.
I can't. I don't even know.
What is that?
15? That one?
No.
Seven.
I think it's a seven. Okay.
He seems--
Oh, you can't read it?
Fuck! I've been Johnsoned!
Get Johnsoned.
Payback is sweet!
Johnsoned.
Yeah. Having only really encountered this species of beings recently, you have no idea how to read their tells at all.
Oh god!
But glancing around, yeah, there are two trap doors under the chamber that you can see within the room that are loosely hidden with scraps of leather that are operating as ragged rugs. That's about it.
Ragged rugs.
Sweet.
Are we safe here?
Oh, you're safe for now. I'm currently waiting to hear back from Rashinna. We're going to try and see if we can pierce through the prime pillar and take off a massive chunk of the base of the Arx Creonum and see if we can get it to collapse.
Is the Weave Mind still present?
I mean, as far as I know, that's where they're currently operating. It's what they do.
The entire city is emptying out. Is there messaging to the people here?
Likely to them, but I'm a little broken in the brain these days.
Oh.
What do you mean?
Did that happen after the last attack?
Yeah, your--
Mom.
Your mom kind of cleared me out.
Oh!
I'm sorry about that.
No, no. To be fair, kind of batting above my belt, you know what I mean?
She's very powerful.
Took Rashinna about good solid week to try and claw me back from the precipice. What do you call it? We don't really have them here. Vegetables.
Coma?
Yeah.
Wow!
Wow!
It was a rough go.
Does that mean that Gaz is speaking to us all?
You notice now at this point, Gaz is using his jagged teeth within his thick, muscular jaw to speak to you in Common. It's an odd sight. You see, even though for me I'm making the voice like this, for the fun of the narrative and the consistency of it, the

Output:
- Silas led the group into a small, sparsely decorated chamber containing a spiral staircase and loose ragged rugs that concealed trap doors.
- Julian and Marcus initiated an investigation to check for hidden mechanisms while Dorian coordinated Gideon to assist with the search.
- Borlan attempted an insight check on Gaz to detect signs of tension but failed, resulting in the group joking that he had been "Johnsoned."
- The DM revealed that the city was emptying out and that the group was waiting for news from Rashinna regarding an attack on the Arx Creonum base.
- It was disclosed that a character's mother had previously "cleared out" the DM, leaving him in a coma-like state for a week.
- Gaz was observed speaking Common using his jagged teeth and thick muscular jaw, which the DM noted as an odd sight.


Input: move forward. I'll move forward with Tim, up to Tim. You move in with Tim and you perceive the same space and scenery around you. And that's it. All right. Clara. I guess I will leave the room then. All right. Go ahead and enter the chamber. Close the door. (whooshes) The door closes. It closes and you hear clicking. Ting, ting, ting, ting, ting on the opposite side. The key spit out a one-way trip. We're safe! That's okay. We can get out of there. I'll also say that we can, probably, worse case scenario, teleport through. As you take a moment to breathe in a moment of apparent safety, thank you, we're going to go to a break because that's got to happen, too. All right, we got a giveaway here from our friends at Wyrmwood. Bolivian rosewood tabletop tray, leather interior. It's really pretty. To any lucky winners there in the chat, while we're at break, go ahead and enter the keyword tonight which is cage. C-A-G-E. Go ahead and toss that once, not more than once, in the chat or you'll be disqualified. Once again, U.S. and Canada only, excluding Quebec. We'll come back here shortly with watching. Can we give a round of applause to the fucking map by Mr. DM? (applause) That was really cool. So cool. It's also-- it was his wedding cake. (laughter) I mean-- Not that far off. We'll be back here in a few minutes. We'll see you guys shortly. (upbeat music) You've got the perfect warlock. Her weapons and supplies. But you need a place to track your stuff. 'cause you're so disorganized. You click open the webpage. You heard about on Critical Role. And now you're ready to kick some butt. In that mineshaft full of gnolls. It's D&D! D&D! D&D Beyond. Yeah, D&D! D&D Beyond. You've got your stats, you've got your sword. And you've got your invisible wand. It's D&D, D&D. D&D. D&D Beyond. Last time on Yee-Haw Game Ranch. Howdy, boys! What? A dragon? Who are you? Mortals have named me Drak'Ar Noir. No, nope. I don't think so. Wait, your name is Drak'Ar Noir? Like the cologne I wore in middle school? I have no idea what you're talking about, mortal. I have flown from a realm far away through the shattered isles of the gameverse. On my travels, I've heard tales from many critters of a man they call the Chosen One. Wait, but you haven't heard about me? I mean, yeah, I've heard about you. I like him. They say a tether ball's pole's got more meat on it than you. (wheezes) That you're a malnourished, dried up volleyball-looking little fuck. (laughs) And once again, keep in mind, this is not me. I am merely a messenger of the many bards across the lands. Look at the little-- Okay, okay. Where are you from, anyway, Drak'Ar? I'm so glad you asked! I come from one of the most prestigious game realms: Yee-Haw Fantasy Ranch. Ooh! What can we do for you? I came to present a song, to sing for the Chosen One. No. Oh! A

Output:
- The group moved forward with Tim and entered a chamber where a door closed and clicked sounds were heard on the other side.
- The key expelled a one-way trip, leading the characters to declare they were safe and consider teleporting as a backup plan.
- The Game Master called a break to announce a giveaway for a Bolivian rosewood tray and asked viewers to enter the keyword "cage."
- The players applauded the Game Master's map, joking that it looked like a wedding cake, before the show transitioned to an advertisement.
- During the commercial break, a character named Marcus appeared as a messenger from Yee-Haw Fantasy Ranch to sing for the Chosen One.
- Marcus delivered a harsh insult to the Chosen One, claiming they were malnourished and resembled a dried-up volleyball, before the clip ended.


Input: immediate emotional journey that the surface of this creature's mind gives you is that of panic, fear, a hint of curiosity. But in their head, they're like, "It's a test. "A test, I think it's a test." If we said we are not friends of the Imperium, would you turn us in? Because if we said that-- No, that sounds like a test. Feels like a test, too. It is a test! This is a test. Wait. Look, we're ridiculous. We hate the Imperium, all right? Let's just be out with it. You are dressed like the friends of the Imperium. No, we're not. We don't like them. We had to sneak in because they're everywhere. So this is how we got in! We're here to take them down. I have to turn you in. No, no, no, no, no, no! You don't have to. Wait, was I-- Yeah, you're here. Hi. Hi. I'll tell you, we can figure that out later. Would it be okay just to have a conversation? Just because we're a little confused. Listen, listen. You're confused. I don't know what you're talking to your chest right now. I don't know if you're alerting somebody about something. But listen. Yes. No, you don't have to say yes. Yeah, you don't have to. Listen, listen, listen. Yes? We are not friends of the Imperium, okay? We're here to just scope things out We're here to just scope things out and try to get answers. But we're not friends with the Imperium. But we really don't want to alert them that we're here. Yeah, we're trying to help you. Okay. You see he looks down at his chest again. Make a persuasion check for me, Aria. His chest. What is he looking at? Can I see what he's looking at? Make a perception check. This is popped in instantly. Can I aid her by taking-- But I'm still also still detecting his thoughts. So would I have-- Okay. Can I aid her by using the Monocle of True Essence? You and I are floating up in the sky. You are in a cloud. Oh, balls! Itty bitty clouds. Which-- Maybe I did this a week ago, I can't remember. I want to make sure that everything's quiet on the lunar front and see if anyone else is coming, if there's any problems. Sure. Did you say persuasion? Yes. 14. That's cocked. Very cocked. 14, okay. I'm also looking around the room for other exits or anything odd in here. Certainly. It's a perception from you as well. I rolled a 21 for perception to see what he's looking at. Okay. You see something shifting underneath the cowl that's put over the shoulder, it's there's movement over here. Like he's got a creature in his pocket? Or a third arm or something. I rolled a 23. Just look around there. Okay. Quaid! So-- The weasel. Looking around, the only real exit is the entrance where you all, and this figure came in. There's no windows here. It's a sizable storage shed, but it's just a storage shed with no other discernible exit. Yeah,

Output:
* The party attempted to convince Borlan that they were not friends of the Imperium, insisting they were there to take them down and scope things out.
* Julian detected thoughts from the creature while Gideon attempted to aid Lyra by using the Monocle of True Essence to investigate the situation.
* The group made persuasion and perception checks, with Lyra rolling a 21 and Sarah rolling a 23 to observe the target's chest and surroundings.
* They discovered movement shifting underneath the cowl, leading Julian to suspect a creature in a pocket or a third arm.
* Kaelen described the location as a cloud on the lunar front, while the DM clarified the area was a storage shed with only one entrance.
* The session concluded with the realization that the figure had a weasel, identified as Quaid, and no other exits were available in the room.


Input: bit over, but-- No, we weren't. I don't think we were. Y'all is one word. If I was doing also all of the thoughts, then yes, we're over, but-- sure. I feel like they're official. That's good. That was stressful. You did good. You all did good. Just real quick, this Rashida, Rashinna, Rashida Jones, who is she? Yeah, who is she? Rashida Jones? She's on, I think-- Wait, what? Well, I just want to make sure we can trust her. This is kind of news to me that we're-- There's a well-built resistance here. It's one of the people in charge. We have had it. I feel very, very confident that she's legit. Yeah, but-- She helped us infiltrate the last time and when all hell broke loose then-- I mean, we lost sight of her, but I-- Wait, she hasn't responded to me yet. She has not. Until she does. thank you. This fucking guy. You all just kept talking, so I was like, I'll wait. Game Master! This Nic Cage over here. You got those diapers on. She responds a bit after the delivery of the message and as the nerves begin to creep in-- "Well, unexpected, "but glad to know that you're here. "We're preparing a mass detonation." Oh shit. Hiding in the Villums, "look for Gaz." Do I know Gaz? Yeah, that's Gaz. That's all you hear. Gaz was an awesome dude. Isn't he-- Hiding in the Villums? Hiding in the Villums. Do we know where the Villums are? The Villums you probably heard in conversation. They're a section of thick-- Ropey. Yeah, no. No. Veiny. Yeah, no. Triumphant. Oh, jeez. Bearing left. Rocks fall and everyone dies. "Rocks fall. Everyone dies." No. Tell us about this turgid place. Yeah, no. No, this is-- A woven neighborhood of various pathways and households, as well as some internal industrial structures. You've woven through it when trying to escape during the last visit to the Core of Kreviris. Okay. But it is extensive. Braius doesn't remember this, but I remember Gaz being like, awesome. I don't remember why. Yeah, it was Patrick-- Patrick Warburton. Yeah! That's right. Yes, yes. Yeah. I thought he died. Oh, I thought he died! No, I think he charged into battle. No! He charged and he fought my mom! That's right, yeah, but we thought-- But he lived. I guess he lived. I guess he lived because we didn't know. We thought we were sending him to his doom. We did. Unless he's a traitor. Ooh, unless it's-- Oh fuck, like some sort of fucking inside agent? No, not Gaz. Can I insight check the wall? The wall? I know, we get the mustache. It's so cute. All walls have something to hide. Insight check the memories of Gaz. Okay wait, if they're trying to do this explosion is that going to totally fuck up our plan? Or it might cause a distraction. A distraction. The bees on your chin are just fucking vibrating. Yeah, that one bee. It's like-- Like Darth Vader's fucking microphone-- Yeah.

Output:
- The group discussed the legitimacy of a resistance member named Rashida Jones and debated whether to trust her after she had previously helped them infiltrate a location.
- A message was received from an unknown contact warning of a mass detonation and directing the party to look for a character named Gaz in an area called the Villums.
- The party recalled that Gaz was formerly a character played by Patrick Warburton who they believed had died, but later realized he had survived by charging into battle.
- Dorian attempted to insight check the memories of Gaz to determine if he might be a traitor or an inside agent.
- The group learned that the Villums were a woven neighborhood with industrial structures they had escaped from during a previous visit to the Core of Kreviris.
- Julian made several humorous comments about the bees on Dorian's chin and compared a sound to Darth Vader's microphone while the conversation continued.


Input: to protect Nadia. Right here, you mean? No, no, no, no. Oh, over here? Yeah. Team Protect Nadia. Yeah, you can get right here. Not an issue. I don't know what I'd protect her from. Okay. But that's what I got. And I'll hold my action in case he comes back. You got it. Arthur, you're just staying hidden? We're not leaving? No, stay hidden. I'm after Julian for initiative. Yeah. Oh, that's right, sorry. I forgot right there. It's okay. Sorry. Derek swims directly towards Nadia and pulls out his Transmuter Stone, and shoves it into her hand, the lucky stone with the band around it. It is set to adding proficiency to constitution saves right now. So you're going to add your proficiency to any concentration check you make to hold Banishment. Oh, great! Okay. As long as it's in a person's possession, they get that ability. Okay. Derek: Cool, cool. That's the end of my turn. That's great, okay. All righty. So that brings us to everyone taking... thank you. seven points of fire damage. Yikes. So if everyone's holding, we'll come to Cedric in a second. Go ahead and roll two d20s. Two? Okay. Because you have War Caster. Okay. Because you have to maintain concentration every time you take fire damage. Right. Without a roll, it's already seven. Correct. So you have to get above a 10, total. Okay. Or a 10 or above. And you get Bless and stuff, right? And you add your proficiency bonus too. Right, okay. Oh, way, way great. Okay. So, that's the first round. 15 plus seven. You're fine. Plus a four. Okay. Cedric, what are you doing? (sighs) All right. I'm going to hang out here by this thing. Okay, yeah. If we're all hanging here, we're going to do a bunch of rounds of fire damage and saves to see if we can make it. So that's nine we have left to do. Nine rounds? Ooh. Everyone takes eight points of fire damage. Yikes. Wow. If anyone wants to heal... Natural 20! Great! Did you say eight or nine damage? Eight damage. I actually will-- We should heal. I'm going to try and swim to the top of this cavern and just see what's up here, since we're doing it. Okay. Elara, can you heal people? Yeah. I was going to. I can do a-- I'll do double dashes, so 60 feet each time. We'll say you're up at the very, very top. Cool. Vilya's going to move. Just to see if it's liquid all the way, or if it's air or-- Yeah, I'm going to-- Magic elevator. No air. I'm going to use our six seconds to-- Other spells that are not concentration. Okay. Yeah. So I'm going to use a round to do Mass Healing Word. Okay. Go for it. Ooh. That's nine points healing to everybody. Nine points healing. Everyone takes six points of fire damage. Go again, Nadia. Great. Okay. Wow, eight points of fire damage. Rolling really well on these. I'm doing another Mass Healing Word. Great. Thank you. Wait, eight points on that

Output:
- The group decided to position themselves to protect Nadia while holding their actions against potential threats.
- Sylvia used her turn to swim towards Nadia and give her a Transmuter Stone to aid with concentration saves.
- The team took significant fire damage, prompting the Game Master to require concentration rolls for Borlan due to the War Caster feat.
- Derek attempted to swim to the top of the cavern to investigate the environment while Arthur prepared a Mass Healing Word.
- Arthur successfully cast Mass Healing Word to restore health to the party, followed by a second casting after further fire damage occurred.


Input: Is there a taste to this mist? Does it taste or um, smell like anything? Or smell? The smell-- it's pretty pure smelling, actually. It's just a moist, watered mist. I don't mean to object, but-- Not sulfurous, okay. Shouldn't those of us with some darkvision go ahead instead of lighting up the mist? It'll really illuminate our arrival. Fair. I have darkvision. I do, too. Okay, we can go. Go. Have fun in there, boys and girls. You have darkvision, don't you? Sure, I do, but-- It's just the two of us. --mist is made of water and, you know, I'm not-- thank you. I have something I can do-- So is booze. --just for me, besides Light but you need light. I will assume that when the time comes, we will light up the room. We can let you know, but let's try and be stealthy, yeah? The spiral staircase is thin. It's about, I'd say, three feet wide, so this is a single-fire-- single-file journey going down. Single fire. Single fire. So who's going down first? I don't mind going first. Sarah's going first. Who's after Sarah? I'll follow Sarah. I got pretty good stealth. I'll stay behind Dorian. All righty. Nadia, staying where you are? Yeah, I think this is a good marching order. Then same thing with--? I don't think that the two blind people should be right-- I think you should space us amongst the group. I can see. I'm back here with you. Oh, then let's-- maybe, Gideon, let's put you in between the two of us. Between? Or a taller person between us. Do a daisy chain? Yeah, that's true. I'd better be in back in case anything comes behind us. One person to stand between Nadia and I who can see. I'll go between Nadia and you. You better follow us down. I don't know if you want the-- Two clerics together. Maybe Nadia and Dorian switch places, too? Sure, sure. Want me to cast Water Breathing on you? I like that. That way you can-- I have a ring of water walking. Maybe I can walk on the mist. I try to walk on the mist. Okay. You step out towards the mist. Make a dexterity saving throw. Save, 21. 21. You step out (whooshes) and immediately just fall through. You reach up and grab both sides of the corner where you almost fell and holding yourself in place, realize that's not going to work. Doesn't work. You barely get yourself back up and (sighs). No problem. Good deal. All right, we descend. You said it's very thin, this stairwell? It's three feet across, yeah. I'm taking Gideon and Clara's hands in my hands because I can't see shit. Okay. Just hold onto my shoulders, Sylvia. Can I take the first two steps and then reach out to try and feel a wall to my right? Mm-hm. As you guys head down the staircase, the first thing you notice is there is a wall to your left, I think. If it goes clockwise, it's the left. If it's counter-clockwise, it's the right. I'm pretty sure it's to the left. You continue to spiral down and there

Output:
- The group debated the nature of the mist and decided to proceed using darkvision rather than lighting up the area.
- Participants arranged themselves in a specific marching order to ensure safety, with Borlan and Marcus positioning themselves between the blind characters.
- Marcus attempted to walk on the mist using a ring of water walking but failed, falling through the substance and having to grab the staircase corner.
- After Marcus recovered, the party began descending the narrow spiral staircase, with Sylvia taking the first steps and feeling for the wall.
- The Game Master confirmed the presence of a wall to the left as the group continued their single-file descent.
- Derek took the hands of Gideon and Clara to guide them through the dark stairwell while the others followed.


Input: what do we undead have to roll? These, technically, are a challenge rating of one-fourth. Challenge level one? They're under that. Oh! So it becomes Destroy Undead. Oh, shit! Again! Your DC for your spell is? 17. That's wisdom, right? Yes. Come on. Come on now. Thank you. Come on. Fuck that shit up. Come on. No whammies, no whammies, no whammies, no whammies! Uh... no whammies. No! I'm greedy! I need it all. Fine. That was awesome! All righty. Let me check one thing real fast here, while we're on the topic. Yep, all right, cool. Those three just scatter into ash across the way. That's your turn. That was your action, at least. You have a little bit of movement still if you want to go. I'm going to-- oh, gosh. Yeah, I'm going to keep walking through and I'm going to come and sit here if I can make it. Out of 30. Yeah. Moving right there. That's where I'm going to stand. All right, you got it. Dorian. I, so-- I'm going to make my way over to that one over there. Okay. Making my way-- Stop it! Vocalizing. Making my way to it, pulling my sword. Which one? Say again? Which weapon? Magician's Judge. Magician's Judge, out. Oh, no we did not. I'm going to go for an attack. Go for it, first strike. Are you raging, at first? Uh-huh. All right. Got to remember to-- Sorry, I'm sorry-- It's all good. Reckless. Go for it. With advantage. Might as well. Okay, let me mark this. Do you have a question, Sylvia? How deep do those things go? From what you can see, they go past the edge, in darkness, and that's about ten feet, down at the edge, and it continues below, but you don't know how deep it goes because the body just becomes-- It lit up to 60 feet when I did it, though. Correct. Yeah, so. Were they all undead on the slopes down? They all had a very, very faint bit of-- Would they have gone all the way down the slopes, then, if I? What's the range on that, the radius? 30 feet. 30 feet. Popcorn. You get a few on that side. Here, I'll post-- that's a good point. Okay, three over there, just disintegrate. On that side, seven more go. Scattered out on those ends. That is so cool! Destroyed. Yes! As they're scattered to dust on those sides, Nadia, you watch this happen and you glance down. Where one of them scatters to dust, you see this faint, glowing bit of matter, just onto the ground amongst the pile and vanish into the undead pile below. Eat that shit. You saw it real fast out of the corner of your eye. Just the little thing, as the ash scattered away, something was left behind in the space of it and fell. A piece of gold. It was an enchanted something! It's a magical item. We need to get it. All right. 23 to hit. 23 hits. Go ahead and roll.

Output:
- The Game Master confirmed the undead had a challenge rating of one-fourth, prompting the party to use the Destroy Undead spell.
- After a tense spell roll where Borlan provided a DC of 17, the spell successfully scattered three undead into ash.
- Borlan moved to a specific standing position on the slopes, while Elias approached an enemy to attack using his weapon, the Magician's Judge.
- The party discussed the depth of the undead pile, confirming it extended at least 60 feet, before Borlan used a 30-foot radius ability to disintegrate more enemies.
- While the undead scattered to dust, Nadia noticed a faint glowing bit of matter fall to the ground, which was identified as an enchanted piece of gold.
- Elias prepared to make an attack roll with a result of 23 to hit, and the Game Master instructed him to proceed with the roll.