In this weekend's D&D shenanigans, the horses bolted and we were faced with trying to track them down in a hostile landscape, or requesting our guide, who was just revealed to be a disguised firbolg, help us get the wagon moving again.
We went after the horses, of course, but I was surprised how quickly the party got to "Let's cast Enlarge on her so she can carry it!" without any prompting from me.
