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In the game, Farid and Emma struggle under a blazing sun.
Faird: Urg, this heat is killing me.
Emma: Indeed, it is making our quest far more difficult.
At the table, Tash turns to Emma.
Tash: If you don’t like the weather, Emma, you can roll Weather Watcher to predict it will change soon.
Emma: Wait, I can change the weather with my skill?
Tash: Effectively, yes.
Emma grabs some dice.
Faird: Can you predict a breeze to cool us off?
Emma: That’s small potatoes. Soon it’ll be snowing in summer!
In the game, Emma and Farid are covered in snow.
Farid: Well, this is going to be really bad for the crops, but at least we’ve solved Global Warming.
Emma: We, Farid? Pretty sure this was all me.