This story is about a player who had the worst possible luck.
When I was at university I joined the local D&D group. I was playing a sneaky Elven Ranger. We quickly got into a routine; I would sneak ahead to the next door, listen, check for traps, then motion for the rest of the party to move up while I checked the next door. After the first six rooms proved to be empty, the bad-luck player got impatient and declared that his character was just going to go right ahead and open the next door without waiting.
He triggered a lightning bolt trap and was shot by several Orcs who were waiting in ambush.
He created a new character.…Read more