The Game Takes a Dramatic Turn

"Because Orthog chose to fart in the general direction of the head guard, you are all being taken into custody." Carnagie announces shortly afterwards. There is no point recounting the events that led to this specific plot turn. Seriously.

"I really should have played a Bard." I put my head in my hands, looking at the game board. We're currently surrounded in a circle by miniature guardsmen. Or at least the chess pieces that Carnagie is using instead of guardsmen because Guardsmen miniatures ain't cheap.

"Josh, please tell that you have charm person." Leia groaned.

"It wouldn't work anyway. It's an entire society of magic users. They probably all can counter spell." I could feel Leia's urge to strange Dale rising in tandem with my own.

"Clock is ticking." Carnagie pointed out. But, then he offered us a helpful tip. "You can lower the skill check DC by telling a more convincing lie."

Me and Leia exchanged a quick glance. With the mess we were and neither of us invested remotely heavily enough in Charisma, this was realistically the only way this would end well.

"Fuck. Remind me what we know about this country." I ask, frantically looking over my sheet.

"Human society taken over by a caste of magic supremacists." Leia recounts off the top of her head, fidgeting with her pencil. We normally used her as lore keeper for our games because she was good with this kind of thing. "Economy heavily based on gold mining. Army largely made up of war forged..."

"Hrmm..." I scratch my chin. With Ethan out, I was the only caster still here....

That's when I had a totally harmless totally normal idea.

"I use a harmless cantrip to show off I'm a wizard. Then I roll deception to claim that the female elf is my ****!" I declare.

Everyone leans in close as I roll the dice. It lands on a two. I can hear the audible groan go out through the room. That wouldn't be anywhere close to enough to make the skill check.

"I roll to assist!" Leia suddenly declares, taking out her own dice. "I, uh, adopt a demure posture at his side with my head down."

I gasp softly. If anything I'd expected her to be kind of annoyed at me about doing that. But, she makes the dice needed to give me a second roll. I sigh. Getting that assist means I have advantage, and can roll one more time.

I shake my D20 a few times and let it loose. It hits a 16. Carnagie quickly shouts that the roll passed, and the table erupts in high fives. Suffice to say, both me and Leia don't quite put as much enthusiasm into our high five with Dale. That cunt.

"The guard asks you about the stupid one." Carnagie points out, pointing at Dale. His face turns red and he offers a wave of protestations.

"Uh, guard dog?" I shrug, just high on my victory. Leia giggles.

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