In the game,Tash and Emma are making camp. Tash is polishing her bow, Emma looks on in jealousy.
Emma: I need some better equipment. Ever since I lost my shield, you’ve been doing all the fighting.
Tash: I’d be happy to buy you a new one, if we hadn’t spent all our money on luxuries like food.
Emma holds a piece of metal over the fire with tongs and raises her hammer.
Emma: Never mind money, I’ve got the Armorer skill, I’ll just make a shield myself.
At the table, Emma’s dice come up 1s and 2s.
Farid: Well that’s a failure. You make your shield, but you gain the Afraid condition.
Emma: Afraid? From making a shield?
Emma recoils from her shield, which on the flickering firelight has taken on the spooky image of a face.
Tash: What’s the matter, Emma?
Emma: …you, you don’t see it??