It was a few days after April first and I was feeling a little mischievous (well, a little more than usual).
The session before, the group I was DM for had entered a cursed farmland that was basically churning out Zombies of unusual height and stature. After a grueling fight we cut the session short.
So this time I asked them where they wanted to camp.
"We will camp here," One said.
"In the field you just fought all those Zombies in?" I ask.
"Well, there are no Zombies around now, right?" Another says.
"Roll your spot check," I say.
They make their spot checks and I tell them they don't see any Zombies around, so…Read more