GM as Talis the White: Sheath your weapons, fools.
Ellibelli Stabby-sneaky: Does she have people with her?
Elli: *to the people with Talis* Yeah! Sheath your weapons, fools.
After a long discussion of where everyone is and why Talis the White shouldn’t be casting spells at us.
Elli: We just didn’t want to die horribly in the hall. We’d like to choose where we die horribly.
Marmalade Ranger-danger: S-U-T, S-U-L-B.
GM: What are you doing?
Marmalade: Reminding you that we don’t know how to spell “subtle.”
Adrin: *reveals his face to Talis, his childhood friend* We need to talk, old friend.
GM as Talis: Ah, Adrin. I knew it was you by the amount of collateral damage to my lodge.
GM: For the most part, the rooms in the lodge are very well-appointed.
Elli: Except for the ones that are smoke damaged. *high fives Adrin Burnlodge and Alexeron Farstrider*
GM as Talis: Rezmir follows Severin the Red. He is even more the fool than the lot of you to try to try to raise the Queen of Dragons.
Elli: That’s what we’ve been saying.
Talis the White: I am infinitely more qualified to wear the white mask than Varrom.
Elli: Varrom the so-called white. *writes down the name* I just want to make sure to delivery your regards to the right person when I’m stabbing them.
GM: The name of the town is Parnast.