Trilly the Kid's page

Trilly draws her wand, firing a Magic Missile at Thug 3.

Missile: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"Y'all sure you don't wanna try and be civil?"

Intimidate check: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

I probably need an intimidate check there huh

Trilly steps forward, her hand drifting toward the wand in her holster.

"Now, Kendra signed a binding legal contract with Father Grimsburrow. You wouldn't want the local law to find out you made an egregious threat to a grieving daughter, would you?"

I had to double-check and make sure Trilly didn't have levitate before she agreed to carry the casket lmao

Trilly nods, hat in hand, looking solemnly at the casket in front of her. It seems wrong to her, somehow, that the casket sits above the ground- not something amoral, but something displaced.

"Of course we will."

Trilly tries to sound sure of herself- confident in the generosity of her party, even, but her voice wavers slightly. She's going to miss Lorrimor.