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 Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:21 pm
I don't know about everyone else, but I love reading anecdotes and accounts of peoples adventures, and of course, recounting stories of my own. So the general idea is thus: post your most funny awesome or touching RP moments here! Relive the glory days of your adventures and share them with the group. Everyone's got a few good stories and we want to hear yours!
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:46 pm
I'll get the ball rolling with a story of mine, This was not a Guild RP, so not all members of the guild have heard it. It is, however, my greatest Dungeons and Dragons moment ever.
Gencon, 2000. I always missed signup for the gaming sessions in the D&D room, but I loved listening into adventures, so I sat down there late at night listening to the games going on and sketching. Well, one group had a player not show up... and since there were only 3 of them, I got invited to play. Being that 3rd edition was just released and not everyone was playing it yet, this was a 2nd edition AD&D game. I was playing my Chaotic Neutral elven thief, while the others were a fighter, a paladin, and the paladin's boyfriend who was either a cleric or a mage. (I tend to think it was the former, but I can never remember which it was... mostly because he didn't really do much.) The adventure was basically just a delve, nothing fancy, just run in bash monsters and grab loot. Fun times. We had some difficult patches here and there (stupid Styrges) but mostly were doing ok, though our twin meat shields were pretty impulsive. Eventually, we reached a large chamber filled with treasure. On top of said treasure lay a Red Dragon, fast asleep. Now most intelligent parties would sneak past into the next room... or send their rogue to pilfer anything interesting along the edges of the horde without waking the dragon before moving on. but Our meet shield contingent decided they could take the dragon (Being level 5 each) and then we would get all the treasure... so they attacked. As they did so I announced that I was going to skirt the wall of the dungeon.... see if I could find a chest larg enough to hide in and do so. The Dragon was amply distracted and I found a chest my size and waited out the fight while the Dragon proceded to turn the rest of the party into ash and slag. after some short rounds of combat the DM announced that we could start over, and I pointed out that I was still alive. So the DM asked me what I would do. So I waited for the dragon to go back to sleep. Then, feeling a sudden pang of pity for my melted mates, I decided I too would commit suicide by dragon. so I announced I was going to backstab the sleeping beast and rolled.
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The party, who had been complaining this whole time about how BS it was that they got roasted alive and I didn't (oh geek indignation, everything is unfair unless it favors you,) stared agape at my roll, and the DM developed a mischevious twinkle in his eye. He announced that because it was a critical, and that the dragon was sleeping, I hit its "Sweet Spot" and killed it dead. This was all luck so I didn't gain the full experience I would have for killing a red dragon, but still, it was dead as a doornail. And so, I set about bagging up as much of the treasure as possible and loading it into the wagon. The party turned to me angrily and asked: "What about us?" to which I replyed:
"What about you? even if I did scoop you up and bring you back to town, there is not enough of you left to resurect! and besides, you'd be taking up precious room in the cart that I need to fill with gold!"
With that, the Fighter and Paladin player stormed out angrilly, with the Pallie's Boyfriend in tow. The DM smiled and shook my hand and congratulated me on properly playing my alignment.
Good times.
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XxBlueRoguexX Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 6:37 pm
 alright I got one...
In the D&D4e game i'm currently playing i play a Elf ranger beastmaster. My DM has decided to home rule to alw my pet cat(a squirrel for rp purposes) to make opportunity attacks like any other PC. As a side note i told our dm in the previous session that hi encounters feel easy and that we never really come close to dieing.
Anyway we're going through this encounter in a large maze like dungeon filled with the undead and being a ranger character I'm in the back of the pack. Which isn't working out too well for my kill count(a side competition to see which character can get the most kills in a story arch...). So I angerly admit to the group that I'm tired of running behind and missing out on the kills and kick open the next door our defender's decided to skip. Ahead of me is a long two square corridor and on my turn i send out my beast companion ahead of me and follow a good ten squares behind so as to stay in range of my long bow. Seeing this my DM laughs and asks me if i remember asking for harder encounters as the door at the end of the corridor swings open and five zombies are revealed in the room beyond. One of our parties defenders who was sitting next to me slapped me up side the head shouting about how i should follow the defenders and not stray from the party. laughing i remind him that my beast's AC is equal to his own even with his plate mail and with a smile announce that I can simply out run the zombies and still kill them as I retreat. On my next turn I move two away from the zombies and attack it my beast moves into melee combat. On the zombies turn my DM smiles and lets me know that I should of run one more square as he ignores my beast and charges me, excited to spite me and reach me regardless of my intention. Of course i announce the opportunity attacks from my beast hoping to at least put a dent in them. I crit....twice. Killing both zombies that could of reached my PC. The entire group laughed as we RPed my squirrel destroying these zombies in one hit.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 6:43 pm
@Kagemorou: that was an awesome story. The most epic crit roll ever lol.
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XxBlueRoguexX Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:52 pm
@BlueRogue
Your story was awesome. We have a member in our organization, (Drake is his handle), who is sadly not on gaia yet, but warcry for the longest time was "I LIKE SQUIRRELS!!!" Which is a great thing to hear shouted before first round of combat XD
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 6:09 am
Kagemorou @BlueRogue Your story was awesome. We have a member in our organization, (Drake is his handle), who is sadly not on gaia yet, but warcry for the longest time was "I LIKE SQUIRRELS!!!" Which is a great thing to hear shouted before first round of combat XD
lol yea i used to play Magic: the gathering with this same group. Lets just say they feared my squirrels then and I'm bringing them into D&D.
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XxBlueRoguexX Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 7:17 pm
any who my story consists of the gracious guild master,
and a new initiate.
i now have a demon pup as a loyal follower!
now his master is my newest character for the gm's original adventure world C.W., luminary
now heres the deal, luminary, in his mind, should be the rightful king of all of hell's dominion. now my party each got two rolls off of the item list.
seeing i was the one who went to get my subject out of trouble
i didnt get an extra roll for an item.
after the party dispached the three monsters we were facing,
(three of them to be exact. one ran off, another fell into a pit of asbestos and ended up suing some company with the help of j.g. wentworth or some such law firm. the other we got rid of the ol' fashioned way. )
any who, since i got no extra rolls (by this point, every one else got two rolls off of the item list, and i, none.
the GM then told me that i see a dead pile of dogs, and discovered one was still alive. after molding his mothers flesh around his wounds, i found that my pup is no longer just a pup.
definitely not a hell pup, but itll do 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 11:56 pm
Ridiculous is the only way to describe some of the debauchery I've been a party to. This situation occurred during a weekly 2nd ed D&D campaign.
The party entered a large cavern and were immediately swarmed by unidentifiable creatures. Our rather confident "fighter" drew his intelligent magical sword shouted the command words to activate his swords Call Lightning ability. Unfortunately by 2nd ed D&D rules you have to be outside to cast Call Lightning. The dm laughs and informs the "fighter" that the command words echo through the cavern along with a clap of thunder that had originated from outside. I almost died laughing. biggrin
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 1:32 am
For those unaware, my brother, known here as Bard, passed away last month. He was the devining light that guided me into my first forays in roleplaying, When I was very young... either 5 or 6.. before we even got a copy of the D&D basic set, he and I would play a game he invented... I have always had trouble sleeping at night... even when I was so young... and so, in the small hours of the night, when we should have been sleeping... he would run me through this magical world he created... no dice, no character sheets... just two young boys and an imaginary world filled with treasures and skeletons and swords and demons and magic rings... even though I was afraid of the dark at the time.. and monsters frightened me as they would any child.. he showed me that, with sword in hand, a valorous heart could defeat any foe... and that monsters are only scary if you let them be. And that a vivid imagination can take you anywhere.
Thank you, Kevin James Kage, Bard of Awen. I will never forget the things you have taught me.
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