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In the game, Farid’s character is still lying in a fetal position on the ground with Emma standing over him.
Farid: Man, these wound penalties bite.
Emma: Hah! That’s what you get for rushing into a fight.
Tash: Four orcs appear. They don’t look happy that their friend is dead.
Farid: Do you have enough spells for that many orcs?
Emma: Psh. There are no spells per day in this game!
In the game, Emma’s character fries the orcs with a spell from her staff.
Emma: Flee, puny creatures, your unmaking has come!
Tash [out of game]: Congratulations. The orcs are either destroyed or flee in terror. Roll Forte, please.
Emma: Roll what now?
Tash: Forte. It’s your character’s physical stamina. All that spellcasting tires you out.
Emma rolls all ones.
Emma: Uh oh.
In the game, both PCs are now curled in fetal positions on the ground.
Emma: Ouch…