So I was DM’ing a game for my friends and a rift had opened up in the roof of a cavern the dwarven city that the party was residing in was sealed away. The said rift also opened up right at a densely populated area, which rained down a townfull of houses and a whole castle, which was heading straight for the party. Naturally,our rogue changeling ran away riding our dwarven barbarian, but our Half-Orc Paladin thought that it was a great idea to attempt to 1v1 the castle. naturally, he failed the strength throw with a less than 20 score, and was crushed, to the great amusement of the rest of our party.
When your scout is suspicious of the food… but doesn’t want the NPCs to realise…
She wasn’t having the best of days, and then it got worse.
The NPC Jalapeño reporter (he’s jalapeño business) said this after being asked where they kept their own when not using it. We had a small break for laughter.
The Prince is a shady individual.
Playing Vampire the Requiem with my group and this session we did some character bonding while the DM and her GF finished putting together some stuff for the campaign. You know, icons, maps, that sorta thing. Anyways, my character sucks at chess, as we established in the first session. But she’s from Chicago area. So the rest of the session has just been my extremely flirtatious and violent vampire teaching the others, calmly, how to play Euchre. And going on angry rants about how much she hates the Midwest. But hey, at least our 200 year-old 12 year-old master is having fun 😀
So, this is the setup. Our DM spends a good 10 minutes describing a troll who is 9ft tall, made almost completely of cyberware, glass teeth, blood spurting everywhere, crushing everything in his wake. This is what our face says when we meet him, in a german accent. I have never heard out DM be shocked into silence before.
We all make sacrifices
No, we should rest, feed the horses and wait until morning…
Playing dungeons and dragons. the party just killed a large mechanical monster that compacts down into a hyper dense orb upon death. the party cleric tries to move it, rolls a 1, gets a hand stuck under the orb.
The fighter laughs at her, tries to help, ALSO rolls a 1.
Now half the party has their hands stuck under the ball.