>>5717304>>5717312>>5717323>>5717344>>5717619>>5717742>>5719823>Yell that we're down to NONLETHALLY injure Molly if it means we all get out of here alive>Yell at her to go for the arm.>The one with the wand!>Just steal the wand obviously“That’s a NICE, BIG, MEATY ARM you’ve got, baron!” You shout over the din of tentacle plaps in a subtle attempt to draw your invisible companion’s attention to it. “VERY WELL-DEFINED MUSCULAR. FLESHY. AND NOT COVERED IN ARMOR. I sure wish I had an arm like that wrapped around me!”
“What is that insipid babble? Has the loss of your patrons driven you mad?” The baron jeers. You watch the rogue’s knife rise, high in the air, just above the flesh visible from betwixt the plates..
And it drops hard into her bicep with the schlick of steel between fat and muscle. The baron recoils at the sudden stab as his arm flies out in pain–and, just as deft as she did with the vial back at the city, the rogue plucks your DYADIC WAND from his grip and makes from his side. The theft couldn’t come soon enough, as a flash of light shimmers into the form of the fat-thighed gnome.
“How cute. You had another one.” STREGA’s voice drips with barely-contained rage.
The demon lord bursts into a sprint right after the gnome–so fast and hard that dust billows up around him as he does. Bredbeddle shrieks. It figures that MOLLY would be fast, but still, you need to get over there now before he turns her into a splotch of rat-tails on the ground.
“Hey! Lend a hand, would you..?” The green knight grunts as he swings his flamberge over his shoulder and into the side of a black tentacle that walls the other two off from you.
>Yell at her to fling your wand over the tentacles. You’ll get it yourself!>Wait, ignore that option above. Bredbeddle definitely has terrible aim. Try to throw YOURSELF over the tentacles instead.>See if you can cut down the tentacles with the green knight.>[Write-In.] 